0 comments/ 22074 views/ 1 favorites The Hard Sell By: rachelstorm The stinging, hot, coffee tasted slightly bitter as Staci sat at the table. She felt tired, reaching for her cigarettes and pulling one out of the pack. She lit it and took a long drag, the smoke making her throat tingle as it worked it's way into her lungs. She exhaled and took a sip of the coffee sitting in front of her. It had been a long night at work and she felt groggy from lack of sleep. Her boyfriend had left her a joint that she pulled from a small wooden box under the long coffee table. She sat her cigarette in the ashtray and lit the weed, taking another huge first drag but holding it in her lungs. The joint relaxed her and she felt a little dizzy as she slowly got stoned. She finished her cigarette and was about to put her joint on clips when there was a loud knock at the door. She thought about not answering and finishing her morning high when the knock came again, louder this time. She sighed loudly and stubbed out the weed in the ashtray, quickly putting it back in the box she got it from. She rose quickly and made sure her robe was tightly around her. Dressing for company had never been one of her priorities in the morning if she didn't have to and this morning was no exception. Her bare feet made no sound across the thick carpet as she made her way to the door. She looked through the peephole to see two women standing on the other side. One was a attractive black woman with long black hair, and really big tits and a very muscular build. The other woman was tall and blond, with medium breasts and long blond hair and with a very tall and big build. "Hmmm..." She thought," I am bored." She opened the door." Hello, can I help you?" She asked. The black woman smiled at her. "Hello, my name is Chant'e your friend Roxanne told us that you might be interested in some of our fine products Ms. Hull, could we have a little of your time to show you our displays?" Must be selling Avon Staci thought to herself. "Sure, c'mon in and make yourselves comfortable and show me what you have", Staci said as she walked back in to the front room. The big Blond followed her first, walking quickly behind her and grabbing her, forcing her back against the wall in front of the staircase. She quickly realized this was no woman , but a very strong man in drag. he grabbed her arms and forced one over her head as the big titted black woman grabbed the other arm, handcuffing her wrist and handing the man the other handcuff. He ran it threw the steel stair bannister and a locked it to her wrist. She was screaming but the black woman shoved a ball gag into her mouth, fastening it behind her head. "Like I said Bitch, your friend Roxanne thought you might like a demonstration of our things.. the finest S&M and bondage gear around. This is my girlfriend Christina, Christina introduce yourself." The man in drag ripped open her robe and forced his hand between her legs, roughly playing with her bald clit. Staci closed her eyes, but the feeling of the hand playing with her was too much and she started to feel her cunt get damp, Her nipples were getting hard and "Christina" leaned over, three fingers in her pussy , and began to lick her big nipples, sucking them one at a time, his tounge running over them lightly, making them stand out. the black lady walked to her, clamping clothes pins to her erect nipples, first the left one, then the right. Staci thrashed and tried to fight them . Christina grabbed a leg and Staci felt the head of a huge plastic cock push between her pussy lips. Chant'e grabbed her by the back of her hair and whispered in her ear, "Spread your legs cunt and take that big black cock or else were going to rip your little white pussy apart with it bitch!" Tears streamed down Staci's face and she sobbed through the ball gag, but she spread her legs wide, letting Christina start to push the huge dildo deeper and deeper into her pussy, the thickness of the cock stretching her hole began to make her tremble , she felt on the verge of cumming. her cheeks burned red from shame as she began to fuck the dildo, helping her cunt take it deeper, getting herself off by riding the huge prick. She was bucking her hips and moaning loudly through the gag in her mouth as an intense orgasm ripped through her body. Staci opened her eyes and saw that mistress Chant'e has taken her clothes off except for her black thigh high leather, stiletto heeled boots. Her nipples large and hard sticking straight out from her 40dd tits, and her pussy shaved bald. "Mmmmmmmm..... it looks like your starting to enjoy our demonstration bitch!" Mistress Chant'e said as she lifted a lit candle from the coffee table. Staci stared at it, fear in her eyes as her Mistress poured the hot wax over her breasts and let it drip down her stomach, down her pelvis, down her thighs. She sat the candle back down and grabbed the base of the huge black dick n her cunt, pumping it harder in her, as "Christina" bent down , his tounge flicking her clit as she was fucked hard. "if we untie and ungag you are you going to be a good little girl and not do anything dumb?" Mistress Chant'e asked Staci, her hand slowly pulling the cock out of her used cunt. Christina unlocked her handcuffs and undid her gag, pushing her to the floor as Chant'e put on a huge black dildo that looked like a it was suited more for a horse than a person. Christina lifter his skrit and revealed a huge dick, grabbing Staci by her hair he forced it into her throat. Chant'e sat on her knees , stroking her "cock" watching Staci use her throat like a second pussy for "Christina's" hard , pumping , cumm filled dick. Chant'e hit Staci's ass hard with a riding crop while the slut licked the huge piece of meat being forced in her mouth. Staci felt Chant'e push the head of her huge dildo in Staci's lips as she slapped her ass. Staci spread her legs wider and lifted her ass higher in the air so the thick rubber dick could penatrate her easier. "Yeah you little slut! take it... take my big black dick you bitch!" Chant'e grunted as she fucked the dildo deeper and deeper into Staci, each thrust making the slut take a little more of Christinas cock deeper in her throat, Chante slapping her ass as she fucked her. "Christina" grabbed her hair tighter and started to really fuck her face hard, his balls slapping her chin as he pumped her mouth, fucking every inch of her throat. Mistress Chant'e pulled the wet rubber cock out of Staci and started to stroke it again, "I think it's time for you to fuck the bitch Christina. Do you want Christina's cock slut?" She asked, slapping Staci's ass again, making her cheeks jiggle and turn red. Christina pulled his huge hard dick from her mouth and slapped her face with it. "Yes Mistress!" Staci screamed," I need to be fucked, make her give it to me... fuck me.. please!!" Staci laid on her back, Her leg's spread wide and in the air as Christina shoved his cock in her abused cunt, pumping it deeper and deeper, burying inch after huge inch in the bitch as she screamed and moaned, orgasm after orgasm racing through her. Mistress Chant'e straddled Staci's face, grinding her cunt all over Staci's mouth as she started to lick Chant'e's black pussy while the huge cock in her made her cumm. Chant'e's cunt tasted good and she pumped the huge black starp on while Staci licked her clit and tried to work her tounge deep into her cunt. "Mmmmmmm yeah bitch... lick me.. eat my black twat you little slut ... uhh..uhmmm..ohh..yes!...ohhh god!.. fuck her Christina.. fuck the bitch hard!", Chant'e moaned as Staci's tounge worked her pussy. Christina slapped Staci's clit , pumping her harder and harder, his balls slapping her asshole as he reached up and squeezed her big tits. he pistoned his dick in her, grunting hard as she screamed, her mouth full of pussy, as he suddenly pulled his huge dicxk out of her gaping cunt and started to spray her tits in his jizz. Completely covering her tits in his thick creamy cumm. Chant'e was bucking wildly , riding Staci's face moaning and screaming as Staci's tounge got her off again. She smiled and kissed Staci, her tounge tasting her juices as they tounged each other. "So is there anyone you can recommend to us?" She asked when they finished kissing. Staci was covered in sweat and breathing hard as she tried to think , her eyes going wide. "Oh fuck yes", She said" my friend Sara Bloch, she'd love you guys, oh and Tammy...and Tisa...oh and rachel...oh fuck " she kept pouring all her friends names to them as Mistress Chante rubbed Christinas cumm into her tits. "Goodbye Ms. Hull" Chante said as her and Christina walked towards their car, Staci was at the door, covered n her robe waving and smiling, thankfull for the fun and excitement she had. "Ok Christina, it looks like Sara Bloch is next on our list." "Do we have to do it today?" he asked" my heels are killing me." Chante smiled and started the engine. The Hard Sell I work at a retail hardware store just down the street from where I live with my husband. I've worked there for quite a few years so I was comfortable with the job and all that it entails. As of late my husband and I have been exploring our sexuality and sending each other dirty pictures and texts throughout the day. We aren't permitted to use our cell phones on the sales floor so I often ducked into the back room to read or send a naughty message. One summer day we were both in a randy mood, one upping each other with porno pics and filthy talk. He started to get me wet and really turned on. It was a busy day so it was going by rather quickly, which was good because I wanted to get home and fuck. I was in the back room, checking my phone when I heard the chimes ring indicating that another customer had come into the store. Reluctantly I went out to greet them. It turned out to be a good looking guy in his early thirties, with a neat trimmed blonde beard, blue eyes and he was dressed like a carpenter or a contractor or something. Not normally the kind of guy I find attractive but today I thought he was alright on the eyes. After welcoming him to the store and helping him find the products he wanted, I took him up to the register to ring his purchases through. We flirted a bit, nothing serious, just that usual customer taking liberties as I try to remain professional thing. He had bought quite a few items for some plumbing job, so I helped him carry them out to his truck. "Thanks for the help." He said. "No problem all, Sir. It's part of the job!" I smiled politely and I was about to head back inside but he stopped me and asked if I was single. "Ahh no sorry I'm really married." I blushed. "Really happily married? Because if you don't mind me saying I noticed you seem really turned on and he isn't here... Look I think you need a big hard cock between your legs." He said in a low voice as he intentionally stepped directly into my personal space. "No. I don't ..." I said feebly, not even able to sound convincing to myself as I took an involuntary step backward. I was caught off-guard and apparently I was completely unaware of my surroundings. I stepped backward and stumbled straight into his truck's lowered tailgate. "Oh no? Of course you aren't..." He reached up and tweaked my hard nipple through my shirt and bra. "That wouldn't be very professional, would it?" He moved against me pushing me up so I was sitting on his tailgate with him standing between my knees. I suddenly wished that I had put on pants this morning instead of wearing this skirt. The hot metal of the truck's tailgate burned on the back of my bare knees. "When do you get your lunch break?" He asked. "No no really, I can't, I'm married. Thank you so much for the kind compliment but I have to get back to..." Words came out of my mouth but it was as if someone else was saying them. He didn't move to let me go, instead his hand went up my skirt and he rubbed my crotch through my panties. Sexually charged sparks of electricity shot from my clit, through my stomach, up into the back of my skull. I literally swooned from the sensation. "You sure are hot and wet for a married lady at work? Are you sure I can't find you somewhere alone today?" Just at that moment some other customers came out of the store and into the parking lot. He quickly stepped back to finally give me some space. "No... I won't be alone. You shouldn't... that's so wrong." I tried to sound indignant as I slid out of his control and I scurried back into the store. "Who's the hottie?" My co-worker, questioned as I returned. "Oh I don't know him. Just some overly flirty contractor. I sold him some shit. He asked me out, I told him I'm married. That's it." "He seemed into you, I saw him scoping your ass while you were getting something off the top shelf for him." She reported. I was a bit flustered for a few minutes then my confidence began soar and I found myself enjoying a bit of new male attention. It was nice to be pursued, to be noticed, to be desired. It's not that my husband wasn't attentive, it was more that a good looking, young stranger wanted me. I entertained the idea of looking up his construction company's phone number and giving him a call, but I didn't even know his name. His sales slip only had a numbered company to identify him. That night I fucked my husband with the thought of that customer's hand on my cunt. I must've cum five or six times just imagining that my husband's cock was someone else's. To me it was just harmless fun, no one other than me, had to know about this. I was just spicing it up for myself, a little bit. The following week at work, I was sweeping up some broken glass from a clock someone knocked off the shelf, when who but Mr. Blue Eyes should walk back into the store. He smiled as soon as he saw the me. "Hey there Marlene!" He said. My knees suddenly felt weak and my mouth went dry. How the hell did he know my name? We don't wear name tags! Somehow I managed to get out a polite hello and a smile for him. He walked straight toward me and towered over me as I swept the last of the glass into a dustpan. "What's wrong beautiful? You don't look very happy to see me? I've thought a lot about you since last week. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better. Wanna go out tonite?" He said in a firm quiet voice. I looked up at him. His crotch was right at my eye level and I couldn't help glancing at his bulge. "I told you I'm married!" I hissed at him. "Your mouth keeps saying that but the rest of you is saying something... very different to me." This comment made me slightly angry. I stood up and looked him directly in the eye. "Listen I'm sorry if you got the wrong impression but I'm not interested in you." "Ok ok, maybe I'm wrong. Sorry if I misread you but I think you are making a big mistake..." He said aloud but then leaned in and whispered near my ear, "I've got a huge cock." "I don't care what you have!" I said really loudly. Picking up on the disturbance, my boss seemed to suddenly materialize and asked if everything was alright. I lied and said everything was fine. "I told her that one of the faucet sets I bought here got installed last week. It isn't working and I was wondering if I could borrow someone to come and check it out for me?" The customer lied. Thinking quickly I added that he would have to bring the product back to the store so we could check it. "It is already installed though. It would really save me some time if I could just take someone down the street to give it a look." He persisted. "I have a guy that does installations for us, I'll ask him if he can stop by later this afternoon if that works for you?" My boss offered. "Not perfect but I'll make it work." As he accepted the offer, he looked directly at me. My boss wrote his worksite address and a cell number on the notepad by the register. The customer made sure to mention loudly enough for me to overhear, that he should be there all day, maybe they'll be working late tonight. He then wandered around the store for a few more minutes. Pretending to be interested in something he called me over under the guise of a product question. I ignored him until I saw my boss give me a questioning look. "Hey Marlene. Do you have these taps in a brushed aluminum finish?" He asked from the plumbing isle. I went over to see which product he was referring to, but quickly realized it was just another ploy to get me away from the register. He slid his hand to the small of my back and forcefully directed me to the back of the store, waving at a large display of plumbing fixtures he had been feigning interest in. "What are you doing?" I angrily whispered. "Relax, I just want some information." He assured me. He continued to talk loudly about the general requirements of plumbing fixtures he was going to require for the next few jobs, all the while steering me out of sight of the other employees and customers. Once we were near the display at back of the store, he invaded my personal space trapping me with my back to the wall. I reached out to slap him but he caught my hand and forced it down to the bulge in the front of his pants. I tried to pull away but he was too strong. My mind raced for a solution and I seriously considered screaming out for help. He held me locked in the grip both with his eyes and his hands. I managed wrench my hand free, only to have him grab my shoulders and force his tongue into my mouth. He tasted of spearmint gum and sawdust. I melted under his kiss. I felt his cock stir against me. My panties became instantly drenched and again I felt weak in the knees. I thought of how awful it was that this was happening, I thought of my husband ever so briefly, but above all I was almost deafened by the sound of my own thudding heartbeat ringing in my ears. My sexual attraction to this stranger was taking my breath away. He released me and I almost collapsed, catching myself at the last moment. "What time do you get off work?" He questioned. "6 o'clock." I heard myself respond. "I left the address with your boss. I'll expect you at about 10 minutes after 6?" He said with a laugh. I shook my head no, but he just laughed again. "See you in a few hours." I couldn't believe this guy, who in the hell does he think he is seducing people's wives? I watched his tight ass, leave the store and then stomped back to the cash register to serve another customer. Initially I decided that this was all out of the question and I wasn't interested in either cheating on my husband or fucking this pushy, suave contractor. He was just after sex and he didn't care who's life he ruined in the process of getting his rocks off. That was that. Next time he came in the store I would avoid him like the plague. As the hours went by I noticed his worksite address still left scrawled on the notepad. I ripped it off with idea of giving it to the installer to go troubleshoot buddy-boy's faucet issue. He probably doesn't even have a problem he just wanted to get me to come over there so he could rape me with his big dick. Oh god why was I thinking about the size of his dick? Can't rape the willing. Oh god am I willing? My body seemed to be more than willing but my head kept trying to keep me on the straight and narrow. C'mon keep your shit together, girl. I could just walk by the worksite on my way home and see what happens... No no no I shouldn't do that. Ok why is this making me so crazy? An hour later my boss came and asked if I'd seen that address from the notepad. I lied and said that I hadn't, even though in reality I still had it in my pocket. Now it was clear to myself that I had something wrong with me. What the fuck was I doing? At 6pm I was giddy as we closed up shop. I began walking home quickly. Directly home, do not stop do not deviate... I surprised myself when I turned on a side street leading to the worksite. I wanted to be daring and I was getting turned on by the idea of fantasizing about this as I made love to my husband again tonight. As I walked down the sidewalk I could see his truck parked on the street. I stopped by his truck and looked at the house. It was a hundred year old, gorgeous two story, undergoing some heavy renovations. The roof was brand new, all upgraded modern windows, and fresh concrete all around her foundations. I stood there for a minute then I glanced at the time on my phone 6:10pm. The front door opened while I was looking at my phone. I jumped at the sound of my husband's voice as he emerged from the open door. "Oh hey Marls! What are you doing here? Did Charlie invite you over to see the house?" I was shocked to see him here. I stammered, "Umm yeah sure I just wanted to see..." I trailed off wondering what I should say. David looked a little confused as walked over to give me a peck on the cheek. "Everything ok?" "Yeah yeah I just didn't know you'd be here. I'm just pleasantly surprised." I reassured him. "Ok Charlie is in the house with the blueprints. Just go in and straight back, he's in the kitchen. I left my phone in the car, I just have to make a call, and I'll join you guys in a couple of minutes." Dave gestured to the front door as he walked around the side of the house. I assumed that there was private parking in the rear as I watched him disappear around the corner. I thought about just leaving in that moment, however my curiosity got the better of me, and I walked cautiously into the house. "Oh hey there Marleen! I'm glad you stopped by. Come on in and take a look." Blue Eyes beckoned me back into the kitchen. Spread out over a large butcher block island there were blueprints and artist's renderings of the house. The kitchen, although unfinished was spacious and bright as sunshine poured in through floor to ceiling windows. "Oh wow. This is gorgeous!" I exclaimed. "Well thank you, but what do you think of the kitchen?" Blue Eyes teased. I laughed politely at his cheesy joke as I walked around the kitchen giving it a quick inspection. "Is this the tap set you were having problems with?" I asked as I stopped at the sink. "Yes it was but I think I have it figured out now, take a look." He opened the cupboard doors below the sink. As I bent over to peer inside the dark cubby beneath the sink. I could feel him staring at my ass. I glanced back at him and my suspicions were confirmed, he was ogling me from behind. I stood up quickly, slightly embarrassed by his attention. Blue Eyes, or Charlie as my husband had referred to him, turned away from me and began referencing the blueprints, describing what they had done to renovate this house. I walked over to take a look at the drawings. He moved up beside me as he talked, placing his hand around my shoulder. Drawing me closer, he continued to explain the renovation process. He pointed with his right hand as his left hand slowly moved from my shoulder, down to the small if my back. I became distracted by his wandering touch and what he was saying became background noise. At some point he moved around behind me to point out a particular detail on a blueprint that was laid out on my left side. As he did that, he placed his right hand on my hip. He leaned in and continued to quietly talk about the work. I felt his bulge in his crotch brush again my ass. He began to whisper in my ear, "I love the way you smell! Your scent is intoxicating. It makes me instantly hard being this close to you." His hands now explored my hips and my sides. I felt my heart race as his hot breath tickled my the back of my neck and ears. He slid up under my shirt cupping both breasts over my bra with his calloused hands. Pulling me closer I could feel his hardening cock straining through his jeans. Through the kitchen window I could clearly see my husband leaning against our car talking on his phone. Could he see in the window? It was hard to tell where he was looking with his sunglasses on. Charlie's rough hand slid down my stomach to the top of my jeans. He popped my button and started to shove his fingers down the inside of my zipper. I quickly slapped his hand away. "Are you crazy? My husband is right there! I don't want..." I stopped as he began to softly kiss my neck. "You make me crazy. My blood is boiling with a need for you. I can't help myself, lust has me totally possessed." He whispered hotly between wet kisses. Again his strong hands grabbed my hips and pulled my ass back to press against his crotch while his hot mouth explored my neck and shoulders. Tingles of passion shot down my spine with each kiss. I closed my eyes and let my head fall to the side to expose more of my neck. Charlie took advantage of my new position and ran his tongue up my neck to my ear. He gently sucked my earlobe as his fingertips curled into my hips, pulling my zipper further apart. I'm not sure how long my eyes were closed but I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to be watching for my husband. I was relieved when I opened my eyes to see him still chatting away leaning against the car. Charlie pushed his fingertips back into the top of my jeans. I pushed my ass out to give him some room between my crotch and the island. This put some more pressure against his ready to burst bulge and he groaned at my movements. Plunging his hand into my panties, his index finger found my clit and gently he rubbed it to life. Without thinking I widened my stance and wiggled my ass over his bulge enticing him to grind it into me. His finger brought my pussy to attention. I was drenched with desire, and my own heavy breathing now echoed in the unfinished room. Charlie hooked his free hand back under my shirt and he rolled each of my nipples, one at a time, between his thumb and forefinger. "My husband... right there... How could you... I want you to..." I couldn't finish a thought. Part of me, way back in a small corner of my brain was saying to stop all this, run out to my husband. Mostly though I was fully engaged in this naughty pleasure, excited by the thrill of possibly being caught, enamoured by the attentions of this hot blooded slightly younger man. His finger found a rhythm to my pulse and I felt an unexpected orgasm shooting up my stomach muscles, suddenly leaving me breathless. "Oh god yes!" Escaped inadvertently from my lips. "Oh damn you are sexy woman!" Charlie exclaimed as he pulled his hands out of my clothes. I stood there with my hands supporting me as I caught my breath. I heard his belt buckle undo and the sound of his zipper opening. I glanced up at Dave who was still on his phone, but now he was pacing around the backyard. Charlie began tugging my jeans down over my hips. I felt his huge erection slap against my thigh as he pulled my jeans along with my panties down to just above my knees. He pushed me forward so that I was laid facedown on the island. His huge glans pressed against my wet pussy lips and he slid it up and down awaking all my nerve ends. "Give it to me. Fuck me please." I begged for it. He needed no further encouragement as he penetrated me forcefully. His big thick cock filled me, touching me in several of my favourite places all at once. He was rock now, several inches bigger in length and girth than my husband. My husband, who had now stopped his pacing, was clearly looking this way. Dave still held the phone to his ear but now was motionless and no longer speaking. I couldn't stop Charlie now. He had command of my body and wasn't being at all discreet about what we were doing in here. Charlie repeatedly plunged himself deep and his balls banged heavily against my clit. If Dave could see in this kitchen window, then he was getting an eyeful of his horny wife getting royally rammed by a hot contractor's cock. I watched Dave as I was being fucked, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I scrunched up the blueprints between my fingers as Charlie drove himself steadily deep into my hungry snatch. I felt my second orgasm building somewhere deep inside. "Don't stop. Don't fucking stop. Fuck me, fuck my pussy. Harder, harder. Don't stop, don't stop, fill me up. Gimme that cock, yeah get it, get it. Fuck that little pussy!" I encouraged Charlie hoarsely through gritted teeth, as I climaxed hard on his cock. I gasped and writhed under him as he continued to pound my pussy past orgasm. I suddenly realized that I had my eyes shut and I had lost track of my husband. I scanned the backyard but there was no sight of him. At this point though I must've decided that I was going to have to confess to this heavy fucking. I couldn't hide this experience from my husband, so it would be better if he just witnessed this extramarital tryst. The Hard Sell "Oh my god Marlene!" I heard my husband exclaim in amazement from the doorway of the kitchen. Charlie didn't stop pumping me, actually he seemed to increase his tempo. Dave walked over beside us to get a complete view. Out of shame I didn't look directly at him. "I had no idea his cock was that big! Does it feel good my hot little wife?" Dave teased me as he tugged the back of my hair. "Uh huh he fills me... I really like it. He fucks my pussy good. Let him have his way with me. I want this cock deep inside me." I said breathlessly with my eyes closed. Charlie grabbed my waist as he began to slow fuck me. He would withdraw deliberately until his glans was just about to fall out of me, then he would hesitate for a moment before driving himself deep and his balls banging against my swollen clit. Dave undid his pants while watching Charlie's cock disappear into me. My husband was so turned on and he pulled out his raging hard on to madly stroke it in front of my face. "She's nice and wet for you now Dave. I told you I have a way with women. Here you get some pussy. I want to fuck your wife's mouth for a while." Charlie quickly pulled out of me, and I felt disappointedly hollow for a moment. Dave moved around behind me, his member lubed with his spit, he gently penetrated my asshole. He began anally fuck me as Charlie took his place beside my face. He pushed his large member past my lips and rubbed on my tongue. I could taste my pussy juice all over his cock. I licked and sucked at his massive cock head as he slowly stroked his own shaft. Dave fucked my tight asshole the way I liked it, slow a steady, not too deep. Soon the erotic blow job and the anal had me on the brink of cumming again. "Oh she is getting close again Charlie! How many has she have already?" Dave asked "One at least, right on my cock." Charlie replied. "You can tell she gets really tight before she cums." Dave announced. "Fuck my ass! Please don't stop, I'm gonna cum again!" I gasped against Charlie's cock. My muscles started to contract and twitch as fingers of electricity arced up my back. I mashed my lips on Charlie's glans and distractedly moaned as another orgasm washed over me. I destroyed the blueprints under me, crumpled up in my hands. Dave pulled out and got me to flip over so my ass was hanging off the edge of the island counter. Charlie helped me to pull my shirt up over my head while Dave took off my pants. Dave then positioned himself between my legs and resumed fucking my tight asshole after liberally applying more spit to his shaft. Charlie unhooked my bra, to massage my tits and suck my hard nipples. He took off his shirt and revealed his six pack abs and chiselled upper body. I ran my hand up his stomach and played his pierced nipple. It felt wonderful to be the focus of their desires, the object of their unbridled lust. My husband eyes were half closed, his mouth slightly open as he watched me suck that huge cock. I made certain to keep eye contact with him, as I tried to deep throat that massive tool. I only got about half of down my throat before I started to choke and gag. Charlie seemed to really enjoy this blow job, as he loudly grunted each time I took him in deep. I slid my hand down to his balls and gently rolled them over my fingers, massaging them hoping they would reward me. The sight of me struggling with Charlie's endowment was driving David crazy. He had forgotten all restraint and now was thrusting himself deeper and deeper into my tight asshole. I felt his balls banging against my ass cheeks, and saw his face flushed from the effort. He struggled to keep from filling me with his sperm but I could feel his erection harden with readiness. "Oh fuck I'm coming!" David said almost to himself. He pulled his cock out of my ass and began to stoke it furiously against my clit. Seconds later I felt the hot sticky ropes of semen splash against my clit and run down between my legs. Seeing this Charlie pulled his cock out of my mouth and also began to jack off. I was so turned on as he closed his eyes and turned his face toward the ceiling while stroking his huge cock. He then pointed it at my face, so obediently I opened my mouth wide to receive his load. I didn't have to wait long, his balls grew taunt, he grunted once or twice then shoved the glans back in my mouth. With two more hand pumps of his shaft he came with some velocity. It quickly filled my mouth and I couldn't swallow it fast enough. The overflow ran out the corners of my mouth and dropped down onto my neck and chest. After we all regained our composure, and I had cleaned up a bit, I discovered that my husband had set this whole thing up. Apparently everything had gone exactly to their plan and I had played perfectly into their scheme. Relived that I hadn't destroyed my marriage for a few minutes of weakness we all decided to head back to our house and enjoy some drinks together. Once the boys had their recovery period, I would exact my revenge. A dish that in this case, would not be served cold...