0 comments/ 25635 views/ 2 favorites Jason's Story By: CTrei Startled, you protest slightly as I push you back onto the couch. I remove the last of your clothes. And not allowing you any say, kneel between those creamy white thighs. I spread those lips gently and hear you whimper. Teasing, I blow softly on your inner beauty. You squirm in answer. My thumb caresses your clit as I watch moisture grow. I hear you begging softly. Wanting to taste you, I lean in. Holding you open, my tongue teases you by running from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. A gasp escapes your lips. Encouraged, I get down to business, devouring that beautiful pussy. I feel you tremble under my administrations. Continuing, I slide my tongue into you. I feel your muscles contract. Knowing you are close, I dive deeper. As your orgasm washes over you, your delicious come squirts all over me. My face and beard are drenched. Your come runs down my chest. My tongue continues to caress you gently through your after shocks. When you finish trembling, I lean back and pull you up for a kiss. I hear you whimper with desire as you taste yourself on my lips. I stand, your come continues to run down my chest to my hard cock. Wrapping my fingers in your hair, I bring you forward. And push my cock to into the back of your throat. You moan around me. Pulling out, I let you lick my balls. Then push my cock back into your mouth. Your tongue makes circles on the head of my rock hard cock, teasing me. You suck my cock like a good little girl. Driving me ever closer to that edge. When I feel I have let you suck my cock enough, my hand on your throat, I pull you up and push you back onto the couch. Spreading your legs, so I can spit on your clit before I place the head of my cock there. I rub my cock against your clit, teasing you. As you whimper, I smack my cock hard against your clit. You jump a bit and come on my balls. I want you to come on me again and again, all over my cock and balls, drenching me. Such a pretty pussy, I want to lick it and fuck the shit out of it. Making it come over and over. Drenching everything. You beg me to pound my cock into your pussy while my balls smack against your clit, making your come run down your thighs. I turn you roughly into doggy style position. Spreading your ass cheeks, I spit on your pussy. Then I tease your ass hole with my cock, just gently smacking it. You whimper and beg for my cock. This pleases me. But I can't let you know that yet. I bring a hand down hard in a stinging slap on your ass. You cry out as it reddens and starts to welt. As the tears are wet in your eyes, I plunge my stiff cock into that waiting pussy. So smooth, so wet... so much pleasure. I have to hold back from coming instantly. That sweet, sweet pussy clenches around me as you come again. As you drench me, I feel my balls tighten. And I fill you. Tell me baby, how you will lick and clean me off so I can bounce my balls of your ass next. Standing my knees a bit weak, I roll you back onto your back. Then I move up to straddle your chest. My cock is at your mouth. You eagerly lick and clean me off. Our come mingling together. You alternate between licking me like a lollipop and taking me deep into your throat. My cock awakens again as you pop it out to lick my balls. My cock hard again, I move between your legs again. And look at that amazing pussy, drenched with cum, that hard little clit just standing, waiting to be nibbled on. My tongue wraps around it. I feel you shudder. Lifting on your legs, I bring that cute little rosebud of an asshole into view. My tongue teases it, flickering over it, testing it. I stand back up. My cock teases that cute little rosebud. I push in just the head. Pulling out I roll you back on to your knees. I spread your ass cheeks again, resting my cock against you. You squirm and beg. I lean over and spit right on your asshole. Then press my throbbing cock into you. My balls slap your pussy and clit, as I fuck that ass hard. I feel your pussy coming on my balls, drenching them. I feel your ass clench me as you come and come over again, soaking me. I keep fucking your ass making you come, until I explode, filling your ass. Resting a minute to catch my breath, I pull out and watch my come run out of your ass and down to your pussy. Making you come again, squirting all over me. I love it when you squirt and drench me. Jason's Story My life had ground to a halt. I had a wife, three kids, a dead end job, and not a whole lot of hopes for the future. I seriously hated my wife. The kids were headed in the same direction as it seemed with their mom as the influence they did a lot of pretty stupid things. Twelve years after my marriage at nineteen I was looking for a way out. I tell this story from my younger days when porn came in a magazine or a paperback. Al Gore hadn't yet invented the modern internet. The closest thing were some old stag films that were offered to me from a customer. I had taken over an old fashioned gas station on a temporary basis when I was looking for a job. An uncle was sudden taken to the hospital. Rather than me filling in until he got better and came back to work the old bastard died. Like a fool I agreed to run the place until someone else could take over or I found a better job for myself. Money wise, it was not a good time to be in the service station business. Some stores offered self-service that cut into our profits. A farm store had opened up that sold discount tires and did low priced oil changes. Pretty much every thing about making a profit in a gas station in rural Illinois had gone to shit. It made it easier to hate my wife. She had a couple of fucked up loser friends and between their kids and our kids it looked like an academy for the stupid. There was one crisis after another. One of the women carried around liquor and my wife took up a little bit of social drinking. She didn't think I could tell since their drink of choice was Vodka. With a previous mention of "stupid", stupid was the way my wife would get after a couple of nips at the bottle. Hence my plan. If I couldn't get rid of her maybe I could have some fun from getting her drunk enough to fuck some other guys. I didn't say it was a good plan. Her mother was known to be a local slut. While hanging out at the Legion with her old man her mother could be seen slipping off with a guy for some sex in a pickup truck. I was looking for something like that from her daughter. My wife, however, was a whole lot more moral or more careful. She faked being a virgin when she married me, but I didn't see any signs that she was headed down the path of unfaithfulness like her mom. I had gotten to the point that I had made some remarks about how cool it was that her mother had her own way to get a lot from life, This always got a sour reply to the effect that she wasn't her mother. From my side of the relationship I wanted to fuck some little farmer's wife even more than I wanted her to fuck some stranger. My wife had been my only love and I figured it would be easier to get her fucked than to find someone to do me. There were a few that liked to give a little tit shot or show some thigh while I cleaned their windshield. The only one that would have probably fucked me had an illegitimate kid with a married man at her work. I kept at a distance from that one. Not that my wife wasn't willing to try new things. I read about a guy getting his hand in his wife's pussy. We gave that a try. The four fingers weren't so bad. Three fit pretty easily. The fourth took some effort. Trying to roll the thumb to get it inside is where it became a problem. We kept at it. Why would a guy want to stretch out the only pussy it looked like he was ever going to get? But, that was me. I might be a dumbass, but I liked the way her pussy felt loose when I'd fuck her after a hand session. Sticking to the idea worked out. I got my thumb into her within the week. I couldn't get my hand in because my fingers hit the end of her pussy. The fact that I had her open that wide made her cum hard and she truly wanted my whole hand. It was during one of those orgasms that she pushed against my hand so hard that I curled my fingers in and my whole fist went into her cunt to the wrist. "Fuck me with it!" I couldn't believe that five seconds after getting my hand completely inside her she was begging me to fuck her with it. I was surprised that i could take my hand out about halfway and shove it right back in. "You mean like this?" "Oh, God. Fuck yes! Just like that. I'm going to cum." Then she rocked all over the bed with my hand still inside her. That was pretty easy. I didn't have to worry about losing my load and my arm wasn't getting tired. We hadn't used anything to lube her up. She got herself wet enough to let my hand slip in. Now her juices were running down her ass crack and adhering to my wrist. I pulled my hand out until her pussy almost closed behind it. Then I would thrust back into her. I watched her cunt lips pull out and then fold back inside her as I would bury my hand again and again. After she came an uncountable number of times she wanted me to keep it in her while she calmed down. When I started to pull out after a few minutes she came out of her cum induced trance. "Oh, fuck. Not yet, leave it in me a little longer!" It no longer felt so tight inside her. Soon I noticed she had fallen asleep. How could she just doze off with my hand in her? I don't have small hands, yet once inside her she doesn't want me to take it out. I moved around so I could lay my head on her stomach. I left my fist in her and went to sleep myself. When I woke up the sun was shining. In a half hour the alarm would be going off for me to go to work. I uncurled my fist and pulled it from my wife's cunt. All she did was let out a little moan. I stared at her yawning gash. It was still open enough I could have stuck a beer can in it. A few minutes later and it was a long slit as her lips moved back together. The hole was still golf ball size. She rolled onto her side and continued to sleep. I dressed and went to work. At work, I wondered what sex would be like after the previous night. When I got home she was ready to get the kids to bed and have us pick up where we left off. She was so anxious to spread herself open. I put my fingers at her pussy slit. She was already wet enough from me to slide a finger inside. I took all four and pushed them in at once. I quickly started the thumb in, which in turn led me to push my whole hand in to the wrist again. That was too easy. The whore could give birth to a calf. I started fist fucking her. She came a couple of times. "Tonight after I cum a couple of more times I want you to fuck me." "I am fucking you." "No I mean put your cock in me." "I'm not sure that would do you any good." The times I fucked her after the four fingers I liked the looseness of her hole. After the fisting, I had my doubts. My pecker had its own ideas. It was already hard. My cock is a reasonably thick seven inches. My wife had mentioned several times how nice it was to have a big cock in her. I always liked to hear that until I realized there wasn't suppose to be anything to compare it to. hile I was thinking this over she came really hard. A real bed shaker with a lot of noise. "Take you hand out and start fucking me with you prick. I want to feel my pussy close down around it." That's what happened. I barely was nudging a side, but was squashing the hell out of her clit. That made her cum. The fluids kept coming from her as if getting a grip on her vagina walls wasn't already a problem. But, she was right, she did close down. Her pussy was still much to big, but mercifully I could feel her heat engulf me. Soon thereafter, after worrying about getting to cum, things were still too loose, but snug enough for me to send a load into her. "Oh, I felt that. I felt you cum in me. It was good." We went like that for a week. Me fucking her after the fisting might have been her way of punishing me for wanting her to take my hand in her in the first place. I found that I still could dump my load in her as she tightened up. That's how I looked at it, dumping a load in a willing cunt. I found that I still didn't hate her any less. After that week she had her period, so we let it go for a week. As soon as she cleared up we were back to fisting, then fucking again. For a couple of times. "As much as I like this, my pussy feels huge all the time. I mean, I feel the difference during the day. My pussy really never closes up. My lips are gaping open to where my panties are always stuck in my slit. I don't want to be a woman with a huge pussy. We can do this every now and again. For right now, when we do it I want in to be just you inside of me." That worked out. I found I didn't really care to fuck her unless my balls really told me they needed to fuck something. Even though I hated her it was still better than giving myself a hand job. That salesman that had showed up with two black and white fuck flicks and an old projector before said that he would trade them for twenty bucks worth of gas. He offered to show them to me first. We had a deal. I couldn't believe I had a movie of people actually fucking. They were probably made in the 1950's, but the gals took cock in a most provocative way. I had to unload in my wife on a regular basis for a couple of weeks. Then something amazing happened. The ultimate porn film was showing at midnight at the county seat. Deep Throat came to town. It was something I had never heard of, of woman taking a cock down her throat. God, but did I want to have someone to do that to me. I told my wife I wanted to see it. She said she wasn't going to be seen going in to see filth like that. I went by myself. I parked a couple of blocks away from the theater. It seemed crowded along the street and some of the cars looked familiar. The closer I got to the theater the fewer cars there were. I guess we all had the same idea to park in another block. I paid for my ticket and took a seat in the back. The seats in the front half were empty. I was surprised at the number of couples. The movie started and it seemed corny and poorly acted. Not many were there for the acting. When the Linda did the deep throat on the screen everyone was quiet. When her nose met pubic hair everyone gasped. Guys with wives or girlfriends were grabbing tit or ass. The women seemed to have their hands in their man's lap. Guys by themselves, like me, fidgeted in our seats. We had all gone in the theater as we arrived. On the way out it was everyone at the same time. Neighbors and friends were shocked to see each other in the lights of the lobby. I knew a couple of them myself either personally or from them being customers at the gas station. I wondered how many would admit to themselves about the experience in the light of day. One of the women I saw started to come in for gas. When I would do the windshield she would give me a look at her crotch through her jeans and showed a little bit of tit bending over to hand me her money. On the second visit she daringly brought up the movie. "Did you tell your wife about the movie?" "Yeah. She didn't seem real interested." "After seeing it on the screen I was interested." "Were you able to do it?" "Oh, yes. Got it on the first try. My husband isn't that big though." "Sorry to hear that." "It made me wonder how I could do on someone larger. If you want, I can come inside to pay you for the gas." Wow! That sounded like maybe I could find someone new after all. "Sure, come on in, if you want." "Oh, I want to all right!" We got the money out of the way. I gave her the change. "Well, are you going to take it out?" "Maybe I better stay here in case someone comes in." "No problem. I'll do you right here." She dropped to her knees in front of me on the concrete floor. Are you going to take it out, or do you want me to do it?" I unzipped and took it out. Just talking to her had me hard. "This is going to be good. Definitely a couple of inches longer and fatter than my husband." That was my first sexual contact with another woman. She had my dick in her mouth, running her tongue around the head. My balls said to shoot the load. I managed to hold back. She tried to take the head down her throat like she had done with her husband. She gagged a couple of times, then my balls hit her chin. She held me in her throat. I could tell she was going to struggle for air. My testicles came to her rescue. I sprayed my seed into her tummy. She pulled me out with my cum still shooting from the end of my dick. My progress stopped with the head still in her mouth. She sucked me dry and cleaned me up with her tongue. She then held it in the hand and kissed the end of it. "That was great. I had no idea a real woman could do that." I was still gasping for air after what she had just done to me. "I think we need more practice, don't you?" "Uh, sure any time." "The kids will be with my Mom Friday for me to go into town. How about I stop by on the way in and we practice then?" Incredible! I just got deep throated by an amazing looking chick and she made an appointment to come back on Friday to throat fuck me again. I went from a one woman man to a guy with a blowjob in a matter of minutes. The look of her face against my groin why she nursed my dick was unbelievable. I've got to get my wife to do that. If she can take a fist fuck a deep throat should be of some interest to her. Really. I was thinking of my wife taking me deep, but I thought of my appointment of my first extramarital experience with Sharon. Sharon was due back in on Friday. I decided to wait. My wife couldn't be as good as Sharon, and this was a special secret we shared. I couldn't wait to fuck Sharon. Sharon did come in on Friday. She even called to confirm before she left her house. I pumped her gas and she followed me inside to pay. A man had come in to buy cigarettes. I took his money and he left. I stayed by the register. I unzipped my pants and Sharon dropped to her knees. This blow job was better than the last one. Mostly because she didn't gag getting me down her throat and I didn't spill my balls as soon as I was buried against her mouth. She managed to get a rhythm going where she could catch her breath on the up strokes. I fucked her throat for about five minutes until she coached my sperm from my balls. She held me deep as a flood of seed slid towards her stomach. We were both excited about how good that went. Sharon was ready for the next round. "My mom takes the kids every Friday morning. I'll come in then. If I can get away before that I'll either give you a call or come in and surprise you." "You sound like you want this to be a regular thing." "Fuck yes! Don't you?" "Well, yes, but I was hoping to fuck your pussy." "No, we aren't going to do that. My pussy is for my husband." "But, don't you need me to get you off? I mean at least let me eat you out or something." "No, that's good. I get off knowing my husband would shit if he knew what I was doing. I go home after this fuck him to death. He doesn't know what gets me worked up, but he sure likes it." "Okay, then. The offer is good at any time, I promise." I told her. "That's sweet, but I am good just doing what we are doing." With the prospect of Sharon sucking my cock into her throat a couple of times per week I didn't want a blow job from my wife. Then one day that went astray when she brought up he movie. "You never said anything to me about when you went to see Deep Throat. Did you like the movie?" "Sure, it was fine." "I'm surprised you didn't want me to try it on you. What was it like?" "This woman could suck a guy's cock down her throat. All the way until his balls hit her on the chin." "Did we want to try to see if I could do that?" "I didn't think you would be interested. You wouldn't go to the movie." "That didn't mean I wouldn't want to try it with you. Lay back on the bed." Shit! I just tried to think of a way to turn down getting my cock sucked. My wife already had me in her mouth. Getting it down her throat wasn't working out so well. Just as I thought she was going to take it she gagged and hocked a couple of chunks of supper onto my dick. I guess that embarrassed her enough that we let that be it for the night. She wanted me to fuck her, but puking on my dick kind of ruined my mood. I hated her a little less for trying. The next night was different. My wife had somehow learned that to get used to taking a dick down one's throat one should lay out with one's head off the side of the bed to straighten the angle from lips to neck. She was no sooner done explaining than she stretched out on her back and bent her neck backwards. Again, with due respect to Sharon, there wasn't much of a way out of the situation. I dropped to my knees and took my cock in my hand. My wife took it from me and explained that she needed to have control of depth and speed. That was a pretty amazing tip. She put the head in her mouth, reached back to grab my ass and pulled my ass towards her. All the while sliding my cock into her throat. There was little resistance with her taking me at this angle. I slid in until my balls were resting on her nose. She had no problem taking the length. After a few tries at getting the feel of what she was doing she let go of my ass and I started fucking her throat. Much like fucking your wife isn't supposed to be as good as fucking another man's wife, the same went for what was happening to me now. I was wishing she was Sharon. My wife handled my cum in her throat well. Not bad for a woman that rarely wanted to suck me off. She did herself proud. She came after me a couple of times more that week and forced me to let her deep throat my cock. Not on Thursday night though! Every now and then after the kids were in bed she'd deep throat me on the couch while I watched the TV. Things leveled off in a good way. Sharon maintained the twice a week appointment at the station. A couple of times coming in for a surprise visit. There was no progress on fucking her. That was a positive and absolute no. Then the man came in that changed everything. Gene Petrie had been a friend of my father. They went to school together back in the day. Gene could come in a couple of times per week. If I was not busy he would starting telling me his stories. Most of them were too good to be true, or too hard to believe. My dad and him had quite a run at the ladies, both still enjoying the benefits of being single at age twenty-five. Then my dad was in an accident that disfigured him and gave him a limp. He and my mother met while he was recovering and they hit it off well enough to spawn my brother, my sister, and me. Mom spawned a little early. She was just sixteen and Dad twenty six when my brother was born. I had never done the math. Gene Petrie was the one that pointed out the little late marriage detail to me. Gene claimed the sexual experiences of a boar in mating season. I had some doubts at first. I let him know that I was a get it at home kind of guy. Gene went on during his visits to tell me life could be more fun. With Sharon seeing me in the morning hours and Gene coming in after lunch at the diner I was well entertained. Gene Petrie worked at a factory, picking up overtime when he could to help pay off a small farm. He had bought it some years before when his kids were still in school. His wife was a night shift nurse and Gene worked the graveyard shift. One of the other things he did was help other farmers with chores. He told me his first strange pussy was a neighbor. He had gone over to help build fence. When they were almost out of posts the farmer went into town to get more. The man's wife drove her car out through the field to offer Gene some iced tea, knowing that her husband was gone. This is what Gene told me next. "She was pretty enough, but about forty pounds overweight. I could tell she was real flirty compared to when her husband was around. I took the tea and she held her hand on mine a little long than need be. We looked at each other as I drank the tea. When I handed the glass back I took her wrist and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her and she kissed back in a way that left no doubt that she wanted fucked. I laid her out in the grass and reached for panties that she was not wearing. I got on top and fucked her for all she was worth. That was my first experience cheating on my wife and I wanted more." Jason's Story "You said she was forty pounds overweight?" "Hey, chubby is chubby, but pussy is pussy." I decided to remember what he said that day and it has served me well. " We were all back decent and were waiting for her husband to come back. After about ten minutes we got to looking at each other kind of funny again. This came from her ..." "We can see my husband coming from a mile away. It would take him five minutes to get to us. Do you want to do it again?" "I laid her on the grass and started pounding in and out of her. Sort of like, roll me over in the clover ... do it again!" "I can't believe you said that. Did you get caught?' I asked. "Well, there we were. I'd go balls deep and pump away. Then I'd look up for her husband's pickup and fuck her some more. We about did each other in by the time I saw dust on the road headed our direction. I told her I was cumming and she reminded me to cum inside her. When he got there I kept looking at her, knowing our juices had to be running down her thighs." "So, first times, good times, huh?" "You bet! After that every time I'd see his truck head to town and my wife would be asleep or gone I'd trot down the road and we would fuck in their bed. We never got caught, but it was close a couple of times. After that I got to noticing other guys wives. I'd wait until I knew the man wouldn't be home and stop by to see his wife. I'd use the excuse I wanted to borrow a tool or something. If I got invited in the house to wait either the guy was not going to be gone for long, or his wife was wondering about getting fucked." Gene wasn't a real handsome man, nor was he very smooth. What he did have going was he looked like the Cowboy from the cigarette commercials. What he said about getting invited in the house made sense. "If I get invited to wait and it was going to be over thirty minutes and the wife smiled when she said it I knew I had a really good shot at fucking her." "That sounds a little arrogant, Gene." "Well, try it. I've bedded a couple of dozen women within a couple of miles where we live." He starting tell me other women that let him fuck them without naming names. Then he tried to better all the stories he had told so far. "If you really want to see women wanting to breed you should come up to the stables one weekend." Gene had told me he had a lease on a barn and some land on the edge of a State Park. He had a license for horseback riding in the park. They were open May through October. He had held the lease for six years. "For hot women you need to see them after an hour on horseback. The rocking in the saddle gets to some of them. It's kind of funny. You see them all start out with their cunts on the saddle. When the uptight ones realize what they are starting to get wet down there they try to ride more in the stirrups. They don't want their little cunts touching anything. But, the rest of them, by the time the ride is over, have their asses rocked backwards and leaning forward trying to get their clits on the leather. For the ones that came riding by themselves all you need to do is take a chance she wants to get off. The married ones are easier, especially if you can separate them from the husbands." "It's that easy?" I taunted. "I fuck a hundred of them every summer. You need to come up to see for yourself." Gene was losing some credibility with me. Visits after that he still had stories about him fucking women, but I really began to wonder. Then something odd happened. I was at my parents house the next Sunday to eat. My brother and his wife were there, too. My sister is ten years older than me. (There is a big gap in ages between my brother and myself.) So, the sister-in-law is in the bathroom. My dad and I are talking in the kitchen while my wife and my mother are washing and drying the dishes. So, knowing they had been friends I mention my visits from Gene. "Guess who has been coming in and telling me stories ... Gene Petrie." Crash! Mom dropped a plate my wife had been handing her. Mom got shaky and blushed. Her eyes darted to around the room to see our expressions. She looked like she had been shot. Hearing the plate shatter, my sister rushed back in the room. "What happened?" "Mom was going to put away a plate." I answered her. "I mentioned to Dad that I had been doing a lot of talking to Gene Petrie." "Oh! That man. He is so full of shit. You can't believe anything he says!" She blushed a deeper red than my Mother. Then as she stood she did a little a weird thing that made it look like she was trying to hug her pussy with her thighs. For as much as I was thinking he was a liar it seemed believable that he may have fucked my mother and my brother's wife. After that I wanted to ask Gene, but never did. I did pay a hell of a lot more attention to what he said. Conversations sometimes shifted from him to my own problems. I confided in him that my only cheating experience was a deep throat blow job. That snapped him to attention. He was dying to know. I wouldn't tell. My wife came in a couple of times while he was there. He showed some interest and I found myself jealous that she was so friendly to him. After she left we talked about my desire to have other guys fuck her and how she wouldn't do it. "If you want to loosen her up you need to bring her horseback riding this weekend. It's opening day. There will be a nice crowd. We'll see how she rides in the saddle. Maybe we can get her aside with some guy that would fuck her for you. She looks like she's a clit to the leather gal." That got to me. As bad as I wanted her fucked, it didn't sound right the way he was putting it. But, I wanted to give it a try. We went up early Saturday. Gene said he would let us ride free if I would help him out a little with the horses. It was a nice spot in the trees. The old barn was huge. In one front corner was an office for the horseback riding. Back in a back corner was a private office with a window and a door with a big bolt lock. Beside the barn was an old camper that was being used for sleeping overnight. About a half dozen people lined up. Gene took my wife and I along. He said if I learned the trail that he might pay me to take a group out later. The highlight of the ride was that I stayed to the rear. I watched my wife ride. Like Gene said the first part of the ride the women realized the motion of the horse was getting them wet between the legs. There were two other women. A Barbie type blonde was up in the stirrups early. Her little redheaded friend was riding crotch to saddle as was my wife. Just like Gene said, at the end of the ride both were looking like they wanted their clits against the leather. I had assumed my wife would be a crotch rider, but you never can tell. To add to it all Gene's horse kept dropping his cock out about a foot for the ladies to see. The redhead was all over her boyfriend. They explored around in the trees a little and slipped into the barn. When they came out there was not a doubt in my mind she had him fuck her. Gene looked at me and grinned. My wife looked really flustered. Like maybe she rode her clit about a minute short of an orgasm. A couple came in. The woman had an exceptional set of tits and a nice ass to go with it. Her husband was a corporate type. Gene hollered at me to go ahead and take them out. "Just take the same path we were just on. Take my horse. He won't let you get lost." Gene help the woman onto her horse, getting his hand on her ass and no protest. I'll need to learn that maneuver. The corporate guy thought he knew all about being a cowboy. We rode off into the park. The woman rode second, behind me. I'd rock in the saddle every few seconds to be sure they were okay. The real reason was to watch her tits move with the pace of the horse. She was wearing a bra, but a fairly flimsy one. Her nipples rubbing the fabric as her tits bounced gently must have been driving her wild. Her feet were no longer holding her off the saddle. Her crotch was settled well it. I could see she was feeling her cunt lips splaying against her jeans and the saddle. A little farther in, as Gene says, she was forward and tipped down enough to have her clit mashed against leather. On one look back it looked like she must have orgasmed big time as she rode. Half way in there was a little stream where everyone likes to dismount and let the horses get some water. The corporate guy walked down the path in the woods. The wife stayed behind with me. She gave me a shy smile. I could tell the ride had her in the middle of something good. "Does horseback riding riding affect all women like this or is it just me?" S he motioned down her body with the backs of her fingers on both hands. Her nipples were sticking out against her shirt. They were long and pointed. She had a nice slim waist. Her cunt lips were making a serious camel toe in her jeans. "Well, I'm not certain. Lots of them I'm sure." I was trying to be smooth about what may have been being offered to me. I was trying to be Gene Petrie! "God, I feel like I'd cum in my panties if someone just touched me." Something steeled my nerves. I walked around behind her. With my left arm I covered her left tit and cupped her right nipple into my palm. That looked that might be all it took. When I used my right hand to cover her pussy and press against her clit her knees went week. I had to catch her as she had a crashing orgasm. We could hear her husband coming back up the trail. She jumped back from me. We remounted and got back on the trail. Gene's horse dropped his dick about a foot again. During the wide part of the trails the woman would ride up beside me. She really had her clit into the saddle. The look on her face told the story. She kept glancing at the horse's cock. Her husband was staying about fifty yards behind. "I've never seen a horse cock before. Do they always hang down like that?" "I don't know. Seems like this one does?" "I guess that's where the saying of hung like a horse comes from. Are you hung like a horse?" "Not hardly!" I laughed. "I do okay for myself." "I'll bet. Anything more than my husband would be a treat." The trail thinned out again forcing us back to single file. I got to thinking what Gene had said when he told his stories at the gas station about getting a hot one and separating her from her spouse. Then get her alone and fuck her. I wanted to do that. Maybe I could get the corporate guy interested in my wife. A swap sounded pretty good if this was my part of the deal. As we neared the barn the words kept echoing in my head. Find one needing to get fucked. Get her split away from her husband and fuck her. As the barn came in sight the trail widened and the woman rode up next to me again. I had no doubt I could screw her if I could just get her husband distracted. I didn't see Gene any where. I didn't see my wife. My thoughts were flying around in my head. "Get one hot and needing fucked. Separate her from her husband. Then fuck her." The old bastard got me. I dismounted and started to search for either of them, knowing when I found them they would be together. I checked around the barn. The door to the trailer was open. No one was in there. Then I went to the back office. I tapped on the door. Gene opened the window. "What are you doing? Did you take my advice?" "Yes ... and no. Have you seen my wife?" "I'm almost done in here. I'll be out in a couple of minutes." Gene left the window open. I could hear my wife moan as he shoved his cock back inside her. I could hear him ask her where she wanted him to cum. "Cum inside me! Give me your seed!" I could hear her voice answer. "Cum in me! Fuck me hard! Cuuuummmmm in me!" I turned my attention back to the couple just back from the ride with me. The woman really needed fucked. The corporate guy seemed hopelessly ignorant of the fact. "What all is in the park?" He asked. "I don't know a lot. Gene has been here several years. He can probably tell you. He should be right out." They couple were sitting on separate bales of the hay Gene had for the horses. The wife seemed to be scooting her pussy against the rough grain of the edge of the hay. How stupid is corporate guy? Take her in the back of the barn and fuck her, for God's sake!" Gene came out of the room tucking his shirt tail back in his pants. He headed our direction. He looked at me like everything was fine. I told him the couple had asked about what there was to do at the park. "There's an old cabin and a small cemetery down that path right there by the barn. It's about a twenty minute walk, plus the time you spend exploring." "That sounds good. I think I want to do that." "The trails a little rough. Kind of hard on the ladies. Especially after spending an hour bouncing along on a horse." The woman was giving Gene a questioning look. The old son of a bitch was smooth after all. "Oh, it sounds like fun. Want to go honey?" Corporate guy asked. I glanced towards Gene's room at the back of the barn. My wife tried to slip out the door and come around the front. She had herself dressed and her hair combed. She looked like she had just been seriously fucked. She walked up to us. The woman was answering her husband. "I'd hate to get down there and have you have to carry me back. Maybe I should just stay here and rest in the shade." "I sure hate to miss it." Corporate guy stated. "What are you talking about?" My wife asked. "They wanted to go down to the cabin and cemetery. His wife may be too tired for the trip." Gene explained. "Oh, I've never been there. I'll go with you." My wife volunteered as she looked corporate guy over. My wife looked at me with a bit of a smoldering look. T he woman looked at me. I was looking at the two of them. Gene had an even bigger grin on his face. The guy perked up that my wife would go with him. My wife started down the trail with the corporate guy right behind her. I imagined how she must have felt swinging her hips with a load of Gene's sperm filling her cunt. "I've got things to do." Gene stated as he watched my wife and the man go out of sight. "If you two get bored you are welcome to take the horses out again." The three of us knew what happened. There was almost no chance that my wife wasn't going to fuck corporate guy at the cabin. That, even after Gene squirted her full fifteen minutes ago. The two of us had no other ideas except for fucking each other. It was eerie about what was going to happen to the four of us that couldn't have had any idea there would ever be a day like this one in our lives. The woman told me to call her Jessie. I took her to the hay in the back of the barn. At the top of a stack about 20 feet off the floor was a ledge with some blankets neatly folded on it. We looked at each other. Jessie spread the blanket on the hay. We stepped back and took off our clothes. When her bra came off I was amazed by her big tits and some incredible nipples. Her panties came off to reveal a luscious patch of curly brown cunt hair. Her pussy was pouty looking and slightly gaping open and wet, really, really, wet. "I think your husband made a really bad trade. He is really trading down. You are so beautiful." "He's always wanted to fuck another woman since we have been married. Now is his chance. She looked like she could handle him just fine. If he traded down to get her I see that I traded up." "Oh, this old thing!" I pointed at my cock. "Yes, I'll make that trade any day. It's kind of like two for one." She laid on the blanket with her legs wide open. "Why don't you come here and fuck me?" She cooed. "I'd hate to say I saw pussy that good and I didn't eat it before I fucked it." "I'm so worked up I'm not sure I could handle that. Tell you what. I'll let you if you stop if I tell you to stop. I don't want to die from an orgasm." "That would make an interesting obit. I promise I'll quit if you ask." My idea was to eat all of her cunt juice and get her to cum on my tongue. I found that as wet as she was from the horse back ride it would take a while to eat it all out of her. I started slow as to not arouse her to the point she made me quit. I don't know how to describe the flavor, but all girls should taste like Jessie. I let her cum a couple of times. I was going slow because if she hit the big one I was afraid she'd buck and break my neck. "Do you think we should hurry up in case my husband and you wife come back?" "What could they do. T here is no way she isn't going to have him fuck her. What we are doing doesn't warrant a complaint." I could hear Gene out front. Some more people had come to ride. He was taking their money and picking out horses for them. We'd soon be alone. I got my face out of Jessie's cunt and lined myself up to fuck her. My thoughts drifted to my wife fucking her husband and Gene fucking her before that. What the hell? I pushed my cock into Jessie's willing snatch. Fucking Jessie was great pussy. I was pumping away and she was fucking back up at me. I could tell that with the ride and me eating her that she was about to lose it. "I think you are sinking in to where I am used to getting cock. How about shoving the rest into me?" "If you really want it. Should I make you beg?" "Please bury your cock in me all the way and fuck me? Make me cum." She whispered. I was sure a hell ready. When my balls went against her ass and the head of my dick hit what must have been her uterus Jessie began to cum. It was a gut wrenching, hard thrust, earth shaking cum. Jessie screamed. I was glad Gene had gone with his riders. It seemed that I had never cum as hard as I just did. My seed filled her beckoning cunt. "Oh, fuck. That was so good. I think today won't be my last day as a cheating wife." "I'd like to sign on for that." "Where do you think our spouses are right now?" She asked. "Hopefully still fucking. We should have another half hour." "I want you to fuck me again. But, not right now. I want to be fucking you when I know they are here at the barn." I pulled out and sucked her clit into my mouth. Jessie squealed and rocked her pussy towards my mouth. "Still want to eat my pussy?" "That's not fair. It's not all you anymore. It would be like sucking my own cock." "Okay, I'll be good. You may tease my clit. But, if I cum I won't promise you I won't pull your face into my cunt and give you a bath." I made her cum. It must have been good, but Jessie didn't force my face into her pussy. She had a nice satisfied look on her face. "Come on up and fuck me. They should be back soon." I was slow fucking her when we heard them talking in the barn. Jessie pumped her cunt towards me, getting all my cock. I think her husband's voice in the distance had the same effect on her as did my wife's on me. We both starting fucking hard to the point that we could have injured ourselves. All spent I felt my cock soften and the last of my seed drain into Jessie. "God, that was so hot. I hope your wife fucked my husband good." I pulled out of Jessie and looked down a what I had done to her little pussy. There was cum bubbling out along with her girl juices. She took her hand and put some of it in her mouth and then kissed me. I liked it. Probably because it was Jessie. My wife called out to us. We didn't answer, but dressed and climbed down from the hay. I left the blanket laid out to dry. We met my wife and her husband as we came down out of the hay. We looked at each other like we were all pissed about what happened. Then each of us looked guilty which turned into laughter as we realize we knew what went on and we all approved. Jessie's husband, the corporate guy spoke first. "We need to do this again. Do you two work her all the time?" Jason's Story My wife and I looked at each other. She answered. "We are just helping out. But, it looks like a good idea." We all laughed again. Corporate guy and Jessie left to drive on into the park to spend the rest of the day. My wife and I were left to wait for Gene to come back with his riders. "I guess we know what happened. Do you want to compare notes?" I asked my wife. "You bet. You go first!" "I don't have a much to tell. You got all worked up on our ride. Jessie got really heated on hers. Her husband left us alone a few minutes. She started to cum when I put my hand on her tit and squeezed her clit through her jeans. You know what happened when we came back here. I took her up in the hay and ate her pussy until she came several times. I fucked her. Then she wanted to be fucking when you two came back. We were. We both were cumming really hard listening to your voices while we fucked. Now your story!" "I don't know if you noticed how aroused that fucking horse back ride got me. I was rubbing my clit on the saddle. Near the end I was thinking of lowering my pussy over that damned saddle horn for some relief. I was beside myself when Gene sent you out with that couple. We looked at each other and stated kissing. Next thing I knew we were in his little fuck room and he was stroking about an eight inch prick in and out of me. I was coming all over his cock. I was feeling guilty, yet Gene told me he figured you knew he was fucking me." "Not really. He had told me he would get an over heated wife away from her husband and fuck her. It wasn't until I got back and was looking for you did I realize what had happened. When he closed the door after talking to me I could hear you begging for him to fuck you." "I was begging him. His cock was just enough bigger than yours to make a difference. I came four or five times. He came in me twice and never pulled out. Then after sending you away he shot his last load into me. I was filled with sperm. I spent all the time after he left just trying to get enough out of me so I could put my clothes back on and not have a mess." "Damn! I never figured him for a big dick and unloading in you three times." "So, then I come over to you barely able to walk. Gene started his line of shit. I could see how you and that woman looked at each other. I figured it was a chance to fuck two guys in one day so I took it. The chance of another stranger fucking me helped my legs get stronger fast." "You did fuck him then?" "Of course, I did. We fucked twice at the old cabin. I made him eat me first before I would fuck him. But, my cunt in his face and his wife a half mile away he decided to started eating me. He had to know that I had just been fucked. I had it smeared all over his face. He made me cum and then I fucked him. After we dressed he got hard again and I was ready for more. When we got back to the barn there is a little bench back there. He bent me over the bench and fucked me from behind right before we came in here." "What's your thoughts on what has happened?" "It's not even noon and I've taken on six loads of cum, fucked two different men, and had my husband cheat on me. I'd say not bad so far." "Yeah. A good day for me. You cheated first and I'm one behind in the score. I guess two to one isn't too bad. I had a good time. And, you?" "My only wish would be the the second guy's dick was bigger. I guess we can just kill time until until Gene gets back ... unless you want to fuck!" "Do you?" I asked. "Naw." "I know, me neither." "You know what was weird?" She asked, "After the corporate guy fucked me the third time he gave me a hundred dollars." "Oh, my God! Did you keep it?" "I didn't know what to do." She showed me a hundred dollar bill from in her pocket. "Sweetheart ... you whored yourself out for money." "You are right. I guess I did!" She kissed the bill and put it back in her pocket. I gave her a kiss and put my arms around her for a hug. "Don't squeezed too hard!" She warned me. "I wouldn't take much for me to drench us both in cum." We both sat to wait for Gene to come back. Both contented with ourselves. Gene rode back with the two couples. The women we quickly learned were sisters. Gene looked at the two of us and then back at the couples. "If you are interested there is an old cabin and a little cemetery about twenty minutes down that path." He waited to let them think it over. The sisters wanted to see it, but the guys said they weren't interested. I was looking them over and thinking of what Gene had said. "Chubby is chubby, but pussy is pussy." The two of them were in their forties. Not what one would call attractive, but no need for a bag over their heads. They seemed pleasant. Each carried an extra twenty or thirty pounds. Both jeans showed nice camel toes. Both of them came in from the ride low in the saddle and both looked like they would really like a good fucking. Gene gave me a look and nodded towards the trail. "I can take you down there if you really want to see it." I offered. I don't know how close they were as sisters, but you could see they were both needing the same thing. They both smiled at the possibilities. The husband's urged us to go ahead. We started down the path. I looked back at my wife. She knew what would happen. I didn't know if the guys would be interested in fucking her. I should have realized my wife was the reason they stayed behind. When we got to the cabin the older and slightly heavier sister started taking off her clothes. "Kay?" her sister asked. "What are you doing?" "You know what I am doing! I've screwed another man twice in my marriage. That fucking horseback ride has me so worked up this guy is going to be number three. If he wasn't interested he wouldn't have come down here with us." The sister put her hands on the porch rail to keep her balance. She arched her back to shove her pussy at the right angle for me to enter her from behind. I was shocked that my pecker stood right straight out. Never in my dreams would I have thought I would be going for my fourth fuck in one day. Watching the sisters shimmy and shake on the walk down and now seeing this dripping hair cunt in front of me was all I needed. I laid the tip of my cock against her slit and pushed right in. All the noise she started making and the way she hammered her pussy back at me was making me even harder. My earlier times with Jessie helped me to hang on a little longer. I think I gave her a good ten minutes she may never forget. Then my balls churned. I started to try to hold back, but gave up my load, shooting as deep into her as I could get. I left my cock buried in her for a few moments. The when I withdrew a dribble of cum popped out of her hole and onto the ground. "You need to try this, Nicki. It's well worth it. That was amazingly good. I haven't cum like that in years." When I looked over at the little sister she had taken off her clothes and watched us fuck. She was mashing her clit with the palm of her hand. "I don't know. Maybe I can just finish up like this. I'm almost there. I really hate to quit now." "Surely, Nicki, you've had strange cock before." "Maybe. But only thirty times, or so, Sis." Nicki laughed. "Why you little whore!" "Okay, forty times! What can I say? I like cock!" Kay was stunned by what her sister just told her. The conversation between sisters about how many men they had fucked, especially Nicki, had me thinking of trying to fuck her, too. Nicki leaned into her hand real hard and screamed. "Just because I got myself off doesn't mean I don't want some of that." She was pointing at my cock. It never really got soft. Watching her mashing her clit and the talk they were doing about other men had me at full attention again. It was fucking unbelievable. I must have fallen down a rabbit hole. Nicki went over to the porch to the same spot where I had just screwed her sister. She sat on the porch and leaned back using her arms for support. "I like my men facing me when I fuck them. I like my tits played with and my nipples sucked." It was almost like she'd get out a whip to use on me if I didn't do it just that way. I looked at her open cunt. I like hair on women. These sisters had a lot. Nicki had hairs in a light trail up to her belly button and starting down her thighs. I wanted my cock in that. She grabbed it and shoved me into her slit. I remembered what she said about her tits, grabbed them both, got a nipple in my mouth and started to fuck her. That woman was one hell of a ride. The porch was just the right height for me to stand and pound away. Her legs went behind my back and locked at the ankles. Kay liked to stand there and get fucked. Nicki was going to fuck back at you double what you were giving. I had seen both women naked. The extra weight under their clothes isn't as noticeable when you've got your cock in them. Gene was right. "Chubby is Chubby, but pussy is pussy." Nicki started to hit a huge orgasm on my prick. I thought she was going to drag me up on the porch with her cunt. I didn't expect to even be able to cum again, but Nicki drained a load from me like I didn't know was possible. I felt myself spurt five or six times towards her womb when I wouldn't have even expected it to dribble from the end of my dick. Both sisters has vaginas full of my cum and no place to clean up. Kay was already dressed and Nicki was still where I left her. Nicki was bearing down, clinching her cunt walls to chase out my seed that might run down her leg on the walk back. With the barn in sight I tried to see my wife or the girl's husbands. Gene had taken out the last group. One husband was sitting under a tree. He greeted us with a wave. He told us the other one was in the barn with my wife. Everyone knew what that meant. Whatever their lives had been in the past this was not going to be a secret. I watched for the reaction from Nicki and Kay. I forgot what husband went with which wife. My wife had to be fucking one of them. We all sat under the tree and waited. About ten minutes later the man and my wife came out of the barn. I didn't remember how heavy this second man was. Probably weighing near 300 pounds when he should have weighed 200. We watched them load into their SUV and waved goodbye as they left. We both were anxious to learn what the other had done. My wife wanted to know what I did first. I gave her all the details. Then it was her turn. "Did you fuck both of those guys?" I asked. "Well, yes. Does that surprise you the way our day has gone?" "No, I'd be disappointed if you didn't. I'm kind of wondering how you handled the big guy." "Better than you would think. I had him lay back on the hay and straddled his legs. I reached back to guide his cock into my snatch. Once I had him started in me I settled back as fucked him. All I had to see was knees and ankles. He got excited about watching his prick disappear into me and dumped a hell of a load deep in my cunt." "That a girl! What about the other one.?" "He was a good fuck. Not so much overweight. I laid back and he fucked me face to face. Nice cock. Good sized load. Right before we came out of the barn the second guy gave me two hundred dollars. He said it was from the both of them and that they would be back ... with their wives." It wasn't too long before sunset. Gene brought the last ride in. It was about time for us to leave for home. Of four couples in the last group none of them were together. The youngest ones appeared to be early twenties. He was trim and fit. She was slim and hot as hell. Not just in looks. T he horseback ride had her ready and needing to be fucked. Her husband got me off to the side to talk. "Is there someplace I can get where I can fuck my wife. She's about to burst with needing cock." "There's some blankets on top of the tallest stack of hay in the barn. No one will bother you there" "Thanks, I hope I can last long enough to do her some good." "Why don't you eat her first. Make her cum. Calm her down a little." "I wish! When she wants fucked, she wants fucked." "Do you want me to fuck her for you?" I was feeling a little full of myself. His wife was very fuckable. Shit, why not ask? "She's got me a little scared. I've never see her like that. Maybe I'll need back up." We both laughed. He waived her over. She didn't seem the least bothered that she knew that I knew she was wanting fucked, and the sooner the better. "Where did you say this place was?" He asked me. "Here, let me show you." They both followed like it was no big deal. I let them get a couple of steps ahead of me. This woman had the tightest little ass. The bumps from her tits through her shirt was almost non-existent., her legs long for the height and slender. We climbed up the stack of hay. I the top I motioned at the spot. "There are clean blankets if you want to put a fresh one over that. The one I had fucked Jessica on was still where we left it. "No, this one will be fine." It was the wife that answered. I turned to leave, but looked back. I was a couple of hay levels below them. She took off her jeans and panties in one move. When she she raised her leg to take them of I could see her pussy from behind . She had it shaved bald. I had never seen anything like it. She didn't have a pussy mound. She was smooth with a slit. Her inner lips were not exposed at all. I think she knew I was still there, but didn't care. She wanted fucked. Her husband was already naked. He called her Clair. She looked towards him as she pulled her top over her head. I don't think her tits stuck out of a couple of inches, counting the nipples. The nipples were sticking hard like pebbles, a delicious pink in color. Clair lowered herself to the blanket and told her husband to fuck her. I think she was trying to be careful as to not make him cum too soon. Even trying to hold back she was throwing him a hell of a fuck. About two minutes into it I heard her cuss him. "God Damn it, Steve! Why the fuck now of all times?" Steve was trying to explain how good she fucked him and how sorry he was for shooting his load into her before she climaxed. I was pretty sure she knew I had never left. That might have been her plan. I moved over to line myself for a straight view of her bald cunt. I could see a little bit of her inner lips were now protruding. Steve's cum was starting to flow from her slit. For a guy that works fast Steve delivered a good load. "Oh, damn it, Steve. You know how bad I needed it." She was kind of clawing at her clit with one hand. I could see it swollen above her slit now. I stepped a little closer. She acknowledge I was there as our eyes met. S he moved her knees a little closer together. Her pussy remained in view. Her nipples stood hard off her chest. More of Steve was draining from her hole. She and Steve were staring at each other. "I'll do it if you want me to, Steve. I know we promised each other. I really need some cock in me." Steve didn't answer. Clair's thighs answered for them. Her knees moved apart until they were flopped wide open. She gave me a little motion signal with her fingers. I was still watching her sweet little slit ooze Steve's load. I moved forward to her cum leaking, hairless, little cunt. She guided my hard cock into her opening. It was perfect! I've always heard sloppy seconds mentioned as a bad thing. This was fucking incredible. S teve had her hot and slick as could be. I could feel his cum swirl around my cock head as I stroked in and out of his wife. He was back a few feet on his knees, watching my dick feed in and out of her. I had to suck her hard little nipples. I hope I had her about ready to cum. She was fucking me hard. We were making loud squishy sounds. I could feel myself going deeper than Steve had ever been. Her vagina walls were swelling out too take my little bit of extra width. Clair and I were fucking like we were the only two people left on earth. She keep begging me to go deeper. I got the last bit in and short stroked her. "I hope you can cum twice. I need more of this." She whispered in my ear. "I think with you I can." "Sweet! Fuck me hard and cum inside me, NOW!!" I bit a nipple and shoved into her as hard and fast as I could. I actually felt the sperm leave my balls as it launched itself at her womb. I never wanted to quit fucking this woman. Even with her husband watching. We laid there together for several minutes. Steve remained silent. "Roll onto you back. I want you inside me with me on top. You better be right about cumming in me twice." Cumming in Clair again was not going to be a problem. In this new position, as soon as she settled down over me I could watch my cock bury into her tiny slit. Her clit peeked at me and wetness from me and her husband trickled down on my balls. Inside I thought I could feel more of my seed inch towards my balls so I could again blast a load into her. Clair's little tits and their hard little nipples barely moved on her chest as she bounced up and down on me. Steve had gotten hard again and was moving his hand along his shaft as he watched me fuck his wife. Not that he was getting a chance any time soon. Clair was loving the cock she was getting far too much to go back to what hubby had to offer. Movement caught my eye as my wife found us. She got to the blanket and crawled over to Steve. She used her mouth to take over what he had been doing with his hand. I had never thought of her as sucking another guy's a cock. Steve seemed to have a problem again. Within two minutes of my wife taking his cock in her mouth she was gagging down his most recent load of cum. Clair continued to fuck me from above. My wife worked on getting Steve hard again. As she got him up again she laid down beside me on the blanket. Steve came over and pushed his almost hard penis into her. She was a sport about it and apparently fucked him into full hardness. She knew when to let up so he wouldn't cum to soon. Clair, on the other hand, was fucking with all she had. They probably not the best paired up couple ever. Steve's wife deserved a bigger cock. She was enjoying mine. I could fuck her for the rest of my life if he ever wanted to make a permanent trade. From what I could tell my wife was a much better piece of ass for him than his own. The best part of this was us fucking side by side. Both of us watching my cock going deep inside Clair and then pulling out almost to the tip of the head. Clair was picking up the pace "Are you ready to cum in me again?" "I'll be ready when you are. All you have to do is take it from me!" That was all it took for Clair. That little cunt of hers attacked my prick. In less than a minute she was bucking wildly into an orgasm and I was releasing what had to be my last load for the day. I could hear Gene starting to put the horses away. Clair and I dressed. Steve was still fucking my wife. It seemed she was determined to cum as much as she could and still make Steve last. It was working. Clair and I chatted as I walked with her over to Gene and the horses. As we walked I mentioned this to Clair. "Steve might be learning from my wife how to hold his load." "Do you suppose he could learn how to make it two or three inches longer?" "We shouldn't laugh, but he does have a short pecker." "After today I'll need to find some on the side to keep from going crazy." Gene was looking at the two of us as if he was surprised to see Clair. "I know what you are wondering." Clair taunted him. "I let him fuck me. He came in me twice." Even for Gene, the statement stunned him for a moment. "If my husband is having as much fun as I think he is having, we'll be back next Saturday. And, maybe Saturday's after that."