0 comments/ 25717 views/ 1 favorites The Paddle By: orlwon As a pledge in a fraternity one of my assignments was to make a paddle for my big brother. It had to about three feet long with a handle on one end with a list of his accomplishments while in college on it. With the help of the fraternity members my pledge brothers an I got the necessary wood, sandpaper and stenciling together and set to work. The fraternity had a store room behind the gym in the athletic complex. We set up shop there and started making paddles. After cutting, sanding, lettering, and finish coating my paddle was done. I was standing outside the store room admiring my finished product when my girlfriend walked up. Cathy stood 5' 7" with long curly black hair, big brown eyes and a beautiful smile." That's dangerous looking, planning on using it on anyone I know?" she asked pointing to the paddle. She had a twinkle in her eye that usually meant she had something deviant in mind. "I hope you don't intend to punish me" she said as she swung her nice round ass towards me. She liked to be spanked during sex but this would something new. "I'd better get going I'm late for work" she said before I came up with an answer. "Will you be home later?" she asked. I told her that I would and after a kiss she walked down the hall swinging her ass and turned to look as she went with that twinkle still in her eye. Later that day I was at my apartment studying when the door rang. Cathy was standing at the door, glistening in sweat. She had gone for a jog after work and decided to stop by my place. She asked for a glass of water and sat on the couch. As I handed her the water I noticed her clothes. The T shirt was OLD. The color had faded to almost white and there were little holes in from being washed to many times. Her puffy nipples showed right through the sweat soaked rag. She had tattered cut of jeans on instead of her usual gym shorts. The shorts had a piece of rope through the belt loops. "Oh there it is! she exclaimed as she spied the paddle standing in the corner. She got up and walked to it, the twinkle returning to her eye. She picked the paddle up, and took a golfing stance, swinging the paddle as if at practice. Her shapely round tits were bouncing back and forth, barely contained by the sweat drenched T shirt. "Yeah this might be fun" she said to no one in particular, and then licked her lips as she continued to swing. By this point my cock was rock hard and fantasies were running through my head like a locomotive. She laid the paddle down and sat down next to me. "I have a proposition for you" she almost whispered in a sly tone. "What's that?" I asked. "If you can take me, you can paddle me." At that she lunged at me! She pushed me on the floor and pulled my one arm behind me pinning it. This was no joke, Cathy was in excellent shape! As she sat on my back she leaned in and said "Cum on sissy, can't the little boy handle his woman" and then she laughed. Thoroughly enjoying herself she began to twist my arm. Reaching around with my free arm I tried to grab her but all I got was her shirt. I heard a loud RIP! as I pulled and Cathy laughed harder then bit my arm. I managed to pull my knees up under me and levered her off my side. She lay on the floor giggling, her shirt torn up one side. She reached up and grabbed my nipple through my shirt and twisted HARD! "You bitch!" I screamed as I grabbed the tear in her shirt and pulled hard. The shirt tore across her chest exposing her large hard nipples. I grabbed one and dug in with my finger nails. She inhaled deeply and smiled as if she expected that. She pulled my hand away and tried to get up but she only made it to a kneeling position. I got behind her and while I held her across the chest with one arm I reached around with the other and unzipped her pants. Cathy was fighting me but not with all her strength. The coffee table was just in front of us. I pulled the rope out of Cathy's pants and put the open loop on one end around her wrist. I pushed her chest down onto the table and wrapped the rope around one of the legs. I grabbed her other arm and forced it under the table. With some difficulty I got the other end of the rope around her wrist and tied it. Standing over her I said " Now I'm gonna paddle ya." First I reached down and grabbed what was left of the shirt. It tore easily up to the sleeve and collar were it ripped away. kneeling down beside her I pulled her shorts off. As I knelt there I leaned in and bit one of her cheeks hard. I stood and got the paddle and touched it to her ass. "Please be gentle sir, I've tried to be good" she said. WHACK! The blow drove her forward and she yelped in genuine surprise. WHACK! She yelped again but said nothing. WHACK! "Oh Yes!" She cried. WHACK! I swung a little harder. WHACK! "Thats it harder!" WHACK! "OH Yes spank my ass!" WHACK! "Ohhhh"WHACK! "hhhh" WHACK! "hhhh that's ittttttt!" She screamed. I stood back and admired my handiwork. Her ass was glowing red. Pussy juice was pouring down her thighs and her pubic hair was soaked. I turned the paddle around in my hands and started to rub its handle on her clit. The response was immediate as she jerked forward with a sharp gasp. After her initial surprise, Cathy started to slide herself back and forth on the handle. "So this is was they mean by a woody" she giggled as she slid across the handle. "Stick it inside me" she half moaned as she warmed up. "Oh my God " she cried as I bypassed her pussy and started working on her anus. I didn't push hard. I turned the paddle back and forth and the handle started to penetrate her ass. "OHHH GOD! she screamed this time as the handle slid into her ass. Cathy pulled forward on the table which allowed her to reach a hand to her pussy. She worked her clit as I began to push the handle in and out of her ass. Wild spasms began to rock her as I pumped the handle in and out. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she was stroking wildly on her clit. Her anus had loosened up and the handled was sliding in and out fairly easily now. Cathy was actually sliding back and forth on it. "I want you to fuck me!" she yelled. I pushed the handle into her ass as far as it would go then layed the paddle on a chair I pulled over. Straightening up I pulled my pants off. I walked to the coffee table and straddled it in front of her face. "No Darlin' I want you to suck me off." I took her head in my hands and stuck my dick in her mouth. Her tongue slid nicely along the shaft of my cock as I pushed her head up and down. Cathy obliged, taking my woody to the back of her throat. She was a master at the art of the blow job. Still stroking her pussy, I could feel her moans as I pumped my cock back and forth in her face. Heating up I pushed and pulled harder on her head. As I exploded I pulled my cock out and shot jis all over her face. She hardly noticed as she climaxed stroking her pussy with the paddle still stuck in her ass. After a good wiping down my big brother never new the adventure his paddle had seen. The Paddock This is a story of an obese couple who make a pact to seduce their svelt neighbors... Yes, there is sex. ***** My parents finally threw me out of the nest after on my 28th birthday. With the money I'd saved, I bought a two story three bedroom house in the older part of town and furnished it with a lot of used junk. I didn't need a house that big, but the price was right. It needed a lot of minor repairs but I wasn't much of a fix-it man. I was a techie who worked for the same company since I graduated from college at age 21. I was more competent than the rest of the employees when it came to technical matters but was consistently passed over when it came time for promotion. I suppose it had something to do with my sour demeanor and ugly countenance. At six feet and 340 pounds, I was still a growing boy... Yeah, you read right, 340 pounds. However, my boss did recognize talent and gave me a separate office with a nameplate "Bradley Fargon, Director of Operations", a nice innocuous title. It was a small company and no one knew exactly what a Director of Operations did but that was fine with me because I could close the door and get some real work done. The highlight of my year was the company picnic. I could eat my fill and at the end, scoff all the leftovers and eat handsomely for a week. That year I had competition. Betsy was a recent marketing hire, 5'5", 250 pounds, blue eyed, dish water blonde, a very pretty face supported by a couple of chins. At 22, she graduated from college with very high marks only six months previously. She was smart and knew her stuff, but was kept out of the public eye because of her enormity. We were introduced at that picnic by some perverse matchmaker who thought we might get along well together... and surprisingly, we did. After almost a year of casual dating, we got married, not for sex, but it seemed we both needed the companionship. Neither of us were virgins, but our love making went back to earlier times when we were both a lot slimmer. We respected one another and never got into any serious arguments. We slept in separate bedrooms, mainly because I didn't have a bed big or strong enough to hold both of us. Our sex life was nil, in fact, we hadn't even consummated our marriage. We both vowed to lose weight to try to become more attractive for each other but with our steady diet of pizzas and fast food, that wasn't going to happen. Everything changed the day Laura and David moved in next door. He was fair haired, six feet, 200 pounds of solid muscle. She was about 5'5", 130 pounds, with big tits, a small waist and generous hips. Both were in their late twenties. Laura was a women's magazine writer and did much of her work from home on her laptop. David was a Phys Ed instructor and drove to the University every day. They had a fenced area accessible only from their rear deck. We called it the 'paddock'. The only vantage point in the neighborhood was the view from my upstairs bedroom window, partially obscured by a tree. The window faced south and to minimize the sun heat load, the previous owner made it out of tinted glass. We could see out but not in. They were both sun worshipers, often sunbathing in the nude and sometimes having sex out there too. I thought Laura was kind of cute. However, Betsy lusted for David's body and fantasized about getting him in the sack. We knew our fantasies would never happen in our present condition so we made a pact to seduce our neighbors and began our diet and exercise program in earnest. Six months later, I had lost 60 pounds and Betsy was down 50, still a long way to go. About this time, Betsy went to work for another firm, she could see no future with our company. Regardless of her weight loss, she would always be remembered as the 'fat girl'. We started to feel more comfortable and amorous around each other but still no sex. One day, we met David and Laura at a local pub and managed to sit at the same table and have a few drinks together. I confided to David that we were trying to lose weight but seemed to have stabilized short of our goal. He suggested we join a local gym club and that each of us hire a personal trainer. Encouraged by that meeting, we hired the trainers and joined a local gym club that had all the proper equipment for doing stamina and weight bearing exercises. We consulted a dietician to ensure we had proper eating habits and worked very hard. Six months later, I was down to a muscular 215 pounds with a flat stomach, Betsy was down to a very shapely 140 pounds. Somewhere along the way, I'd fallen in love with my wife, but unbelievably, we still had no sex. I tried to express my growing love and desire for her and she seemed to respond, but only in a platonic way. David and I had a lot of the same interests and became friends. He knew Betsy had the hots for him but wasn't interested since he was in love with his wife. My lust for Laura was waning, particularly since I suspected she was cheating on him. I was still trying to get into my wife's pants, but she remained distant. I suppose she wanted to fulfill her fantasy with David first and that pissed me off. Then a lot of things then happened in rapid succession. On a Thursday afternoon, I came home and pick up some stuff I was working on and when I glanced into the paddock, I saw Laura with two big dudes. I took half a dozen digital pictures of them fucking her in every hole. On my drive back to my office, I called David and told him what I'd witnessed. That evening, he confronted Laura with the pictures, claiming they were taken by a PI, then threw her ass out. She moved into her mother's place. On Saturday morning, I casually mentioned to Betsy that Laura's mother was ill and that Laura had gone home for a few days. I grabbed my golf clubs and told Betsy I would be back at dinner time. She made her play for David that afternoon. As prearranged, he called me and said she would be ready for the tryst in about a half hour. I had not gone golfing, I was munching on my lunch of carrots and celery sticks a few blocks away. Hurrying home, I waited for his second call. He called from his washroom and I went over and slipped in the rear patio door. They were kissing and removing each other's clothing. He took her down the basement to his 'special' room. This room had been used for a photoplotter by the previous owner. It was light tight, meaning that absolutely no outside light could enter the room. It was accessed by a revolving door that had only one quarter used for both the entrance and exit, the rest was opaque. The photoplotter was gone and had been replaced by a bed. David had problems with migraine headaches, and even though he took medication, sometimes it didn't do much good. He used the room to get away from light and sound. David got her into bed and then whispered that he had to go out and check something. I was stripped down to my boxers. I took a large quaffed a glass of their wine and dabbed a spot of his cologne on my neck and lower abdomen, then went through the revolving door into the dark room. 'At last' I thought, 'I am going to get to fuck my wife'. I fumbled for her and she tried to sit up. I pushed her back down and followed her legs from her ankles to her juncture, then spread her legs and ran my tongue up and down her slit. I had never seen her pussy, so I didn't know what to expect. It was clean shaven and very wet in her anticipation of soon receiving David's cock. I jabbed my tongue into her love hole a couple of times, then licked my way to her clit and slowly massaged around it with the tip of my tongue. "Oh Davy, I've never had anyone do that before," she whimpered. I continued flicked my tongue over it, gently sucking. It wasn't long before she came. She tried to buck against my mouth but I had my hands on her ass cheeks and held her firmly while she orgasmed. "Oh, yes, YESSSSS..." she screamed and held her pelvis up to me, grinding her pussy into my face. After about a minute she calmed, "Please Davy, please... fuck me." She wrapped her arms around me and again tried to sit up and kiss me but I wasn't going to let her feel my mouth, I didn't want to give her anything that might remind her of me in the future. As far as she knew, David was the one who was going to fuck her. I pushed her back down. With one hand under her ass, I felt my way to the juncture of her legs and rubbed my cock up and down in her slit. When it was sufficiently lubricated, I pushed into her love hole. I entered her slowly, trying to determine her depth, she took almost all of it. I stopped for a moment before roughly moving with long strokes. Her first orgasm came quickly, bathing my cock with her warm creamy cum. "I'm sorry I came so fast, Davy," she moaned, "I have been waiting for your cock for so long." I began moving again, taking shorter strokes and hitting the end of her love hole. She came a second time, clenching her pussy, "Oooooooh, that was so good Davy, please... more." I couldn't let up now, and thrusted deeper as she seemed to take more of my cock. I was hammering now. She was wild, her legs flailing, thrusting back at me even harder than I was thrusting into her. "Yes, yes, fuck this bitch, you are the first in years, not even my husband has fucked this pussy... yes, more, deeper, harder... punish this slut, fuck me, fuck, fuck, FUUUUCKKKKKKK..." I couldn't hold it any longer and throbbed, pumping my cumload deep in her pussy. She shook violently and screamed her release while I held her for several moments, then let her ass back down. I was still hard. Now, she was having second thoughts, "Oh God, Davy, how am I ever going to fuck my husband after feeling your big cock? Never will I ever forget this fuck, but I feel like such a whore giving you what I denied him. I do love him so much... I wonder if he'll ever forgive me." I grabbed one of her legs and rotated her onto her belly, then pulled her ass up and started fucking her doggy style. Her last sentence 'I wonder if he'll ever forgive me' kept ringing in my head. 'Not likely' I thought, as I now began punishing her, jabbing hard into the end of her love hole. "Oh jeez, you are so deep Davy, it hurts but you feel so good." Her ass slapped back and my balls banged hard against her clit. I stuck my forefinger into her asshole. She came again and then again until it was almost a continuous string of orgasms. "Dammit, David, you are going to leave bruises deep inside me, but I need this so badly." I pulled out and pushed my cockhead against her asshole. "NOOO," she screamed, "I've never done that, please don't, no, please." My cockhead slipped past her sphincter. "Davy, please stop, it hurts." I drove it in farther and then started stroking vigorously. I was pushing against that thin flesh between her rectum and her cunt. Her cunt began making sucking and blowing noises as I took long hard strokes. She changed her tune. "Yes, yes, Davy, fuck my ass hard, oh fuck, I never thought... I'm going to come... come with me Davy, fuck this slut's ass." I couldn't hold it any longer and blew into her as she had another orgasm. I dropped her and pulled out with a loud pop. She was bawling into a pillow when I left. I met David outside of the room and asked him to tell her it was a one time fuck and there would be no return engagement. He nodded and I hurriedly dressed and left while he went back into the room to get her. I quickly cleaned up my cock and drove to a local watering hole to kill a couple of hours. When I got back home at six, dinner was ready. She gave me a couple of pecks on my cheek and held me tightly. Her eyes were red from crying. She avoided looking at me during dinner. I knew she was so sore that she wouldn't be able to fuck for at least a couple of days, even if she wanted to. That was fine with me, because I needed the extra time to put the rest of my plan into effect. Over the next few days, she began to get more amorous, giving me little kisses on my mouth and pushing her body into mine. After dinner on Monday night, I sprang the next phase on her. "I talked to David today. It seems a PI found Laura fucking a couple of bad dudes bareback last week. Those guys have a reputation for having STDs. He thinks he may have contracted something and went for tests this morning." His STD test wasn't a lie, but he hadn't fucked Laura after those two men had done her. Betsy's face turned ashen grey. "I see by your reaction, my suspicions are correct. You did fuck him Saturday, didn't you?" She jumped up from the table and ran sobbing to her bedroom. I yelled after her, "You better get yourself tested too." I was being such a mean bastard, but I was hurt by her desire for David and wanted my revenge. For the next two weeks, we had no physical contact at all. Since I was the one who fucked her, I knew she didn't have any STDs, but I resolved not to tell her. More time passed. Things got a bit better but she remained distant, I assumed she had received the negative results for her tests but now had her guilt to contend with. David had started divorce proceedings and there was a 'For Sale' sign on his front lawn. Another week later, the house was sold and he was gone from our lives. -- One night at dinner, she asked, "Brad, I am getting a big promotion next week and there is going to be a company party. It's... sort of expected... that my spouse will be there... will you please come?" "How do you think you'll be able to repay me" I asked, calmly. "Repay you? You are my husband. I love you, what do you mean by repayment?" "Wrong on all counts," I said. "First, we are not legally married since we have never consummated our union. Secondly, you loved me so much you had to fuck David, so you are an adulterer. So I repeat my question, how are you going to repay me?" "Don't you remember?" she wailed, "We vowed to seduce our neighbors, it was the whole reason we got our bodies back." "Yes," I sighed, "but as time went on, I found that I loved only you. I foolishly thought we would put this stupid promise behind us and live together like a loving couple. But your fixation on David never allowed us to come together, and I am not sure if I can measure up to his standard of lovemaking. So, same question." "I'm so sorry I hurt you, Brad," she sobbed, "I had this romantic notion of David as a lover, but he just fucked me and threw me aside like a piece of shit. I then realized what a trashy slut I was, but I couldn't undo it. I do love you Brad, I would give anything to make up for my cheating ass." "OK, I'll go, but I haven't thought of what I want." "Don't you want to make love to me?" "Yes, but I'm not past this yet." After that, she was a lot more attentive. She always gave me little hugs and kisses and roamed her hands over me. I was getting hornier every day. The animal part of me wanted to throw her on the floor and bury her ass in the rug. The sensible part of me wanted to wait until the time was right, to take her slowly, to show her the lover I could be. One night I asked her. "Can we start sleeping together? I'll order a new bed tomorrow if you consent." Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged me and gave me a hard kiss. The bed was delivered two days later but we had no chance to play in it since it was the night of her promotion party. -- She looked absolutely ravishing. She wore a thong and a half bra under her short black strapless dress. There wasn't another woman at the party who could rival her beauty. She danced with a couple of her coworkers and her boss. I was getting hard just watching that wiggling bubble ass float around the floor. Then she came back for me. I tucked my cock up under my belt so the cockhead stood above it and covered it with my shirt. It was a slow dance and she unbuttoned my suit jacket and snuggled into me. She ran her hand up my cock to above my belt and looked into my eyes with alarm. The thought occurred to me that she had never seen my cock when it was erect. Kate cut in. She looked a lot like Betsy, same hair and eyes with a beautiful figure, except she was about ten years older and two inches taller. She had much larger tits, too. I didn't know it at the time, but Kate was a bit of a cockhound. She also snuggled into my open jacket and touched my cock. The further her hand ran up my cock, the wider her eyes got. She unbuttoned the lower button of my shirt and stuck her hand in, trying to surround my cockhead. "My God," she choked as she squeezed it, "that's the biggest I've ever seen." I smiled, "Keep doing that and it'll spit in your eye." Thankfully, the dance ended and I made my way back to our table, then went back to the bar to replenish our drinks. Kate made her way to our table and sat down. From a distance, I could see Betsy doing most of the talking and Kate doing all the smiling. A coworker asked Betsy to dance, and when I got back, Kate asked the same of me. As we danced, she whispered, "Betsy got you a little gift. Please come with me, I'm supposed to give it to you." She led me down a hallway, then down a flight of stairs to a row of lockers in front of the company gym. She reached over a locker and came up with a key and unlocked a small janitor's office. She flipped the lights on and locked the door behind us. Reaching up to kiss me, she pulled me over to the desk and sat down, pulling her dress and knees up. "Where's this gift?" "I'm it," she huffed in my ear, "Betsy said something about a payback," She reached and pulled down my zipper, "Don't worry, I'm safe. I haven't had a fuck since my boyfriend moved about a year ago. He was supposed to visit me, but the SOB never came back and I'm tired of waiting." She fished my hard cock out and aimed it at her open pussy. "I badly need your big cock, average size cocks can't get me off." God, I needed this so badly, but I pulled back. "I'm sorry Kate, I do want you too, but I'm hopelessly in love with Betsy and I just can't do this." She got off the desk and wrapped her arms around my neck. "You're really something... I hope Betsy appreciates what she's has," she said, giving me a heartfelt kiss. "You go first and I'll follow in a few minutes." -- When I got back to our table, Betsy was dancing with another guy. I polished off my scotch and took a long draught of my beer. Betsy sat down beside me. She grabbed my hand and stuck it in between her thighs. "Well, how did you like my sister?" "WH... WHAT?" "You didn't think I would get you just anybody, did you? I needed someone I knew was clean and could be trusted." She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm sorry I deceived you, sweetheart, but I had to even up the score..." "I didn't even know you had a sister." "She moved here about a month ago when I got her a job with my company... so, how was it?" "I couldn't do it, Betsy. Taking Kate would only harm our relationship. I love you and I only want you." She stared at me. "But how can you say that? We've never even made love? ... Don't you understand? I needed you to do this, to get even with my cheating ass." "Maybe someday I'll be able to explain it to you. I hope to God you'll understand then," I sighed. I got up to replenish our drinks. Betsy went to the washroom. When she got back, she sat down and held out her hand out to me. It was her thong. "Get me really hot, lover, make my juices flow." I embraced her, moving my hand under her dress onto her hot bare pussy. She moaned as I fingered her clit. "Let's dance," she said, "I get so hot when I dance." It was a fairly fast piece and when I twirled her, she lost her balance. When her ass hit the floor, her legs splayed wide, juices spraying toward me from her bare open pussy. The Paddock "Enough," she gasped and jumped up, "We have to go." -- When we got in our door, I kissed her hard. She shivered and without a word, ran upstairs to get ready for our time together. I was naked on top of the bedspread with a towel covering my very erect cock. She came in, dressed in a black net see-through negligee. She came to the edge of the bed and I could see her trembling. "God Betsy, you are so beautiful." "Can... can I see it?" she stammered. I nodded, and she pulled the towel off, revealing my long thick cock. It twitched at her, almost beckoning. "I don't think..." she trembled. I reached for her and pulled her in beside me. "Please, I promise not to hurt you." I turned the bedside lamp off and let the full moon bathe our bodies. Avoiding her mouth, I kissed her neck and face while running my hand down her back and under her crotchless panties to her firm ass cheeks. Every muscle in her body was tense, so I concentrated on massaging her with my hands to get her to relax. It didn't help much. I removed the top of her negligee but left the crotchless panties on. Her two beautiful orbs stood out ready for my tongue. I licked around her quarter sized areoles and then sucked on her nipples, tugging and gently chewing on them until they were hard and prominent. She began to moan. My hand was rubbing the inside of her thighs, just below her pussy. Occassionally, my hand brushed against her womanhood, she was very wet. I ran my tongue down her body and flicked her prominent clit. She jumped and moaned louder. Again, I was concentrating on not repeating any moves I had done previously in David's darkroom. I knelt between her legs and pulled her thighs over my shoulders, pulling her pussy up to my face. I buried my face in her slit while holding her hips and ass cheeks with my big hands. The position was similar to eating a large submarine sandwich. I licked up her slit from her love hole to her clit hood. I used the flat of my tongue rather than just the tip and licked in the upward direction only, stopping to nibble on her swollen inner labia on the way. I found her pearl and again used the flat of my tongue to massage it. My mouth closed around it and I gently sucked. Her moans got louder. I moved my tongue down to her love hole and pushed it in as far as possible, stabbing her with it. She spread her legs wider to give me more access. I again retraced her slit to her clit and resumed sucking. "Oh Brad, that feels so good, please your wife's pussy, this is your pussy, now and forever." Her ass was making circular movements as she ground her pussy into my face. She reached up and grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in farther. She screamed as she came into my mouth... It wasn't enough, I knew she was capable of producing a lot more fluid. My tongue and lips now moved feverishly on her clit. She dug her heels into my back, keeping her knees spread wide apart. She whimpered and squealed, and this time, gave me a huge mouthful. "Oh God, oh God, that's so fantastic... please stop, I'm too sensitive..." "No, you're going to love this next part." Still maintaining my kneeling position, I lowered her down to my cock level and with one hand under her ass, slid my cockhead up and down her now very juicy slit. I found the entrance to her love hole and gave it a quick jab, forcing it in a few inches. She was much tighter than I remembered, probably because she had convinced herself she would be unable to take it. "Owwww..." she howled. I began working in and out of her, moving deeper with each stroke. I didn't actually stroke with my body. I was on my knees and had my hands around her hips and ass. I was pulling her back and forth on my cock the way I would pull on a tight foot sock. Finally, after repeated strokes, I felt my cock hit against her cervix. I lowered her down to the bed and pushed her legs forward against her body, then slowly began stroking her. She groaned. "Oh Brad, you feel so good, I never thought I would get it into me. That magnificent cock is completely filling my pussy, stretching it, touching every part of the inside of my love hole. I can't hold it honey, I'm going to come... NNNNOOOWWWWWWW..." She pulled on my ass cheeks to get me deeper. I knew that it must have hurt a bit since I was up against her cervix. Her orgasm wasn't large, certainly not as large as I knew she was capable of, and I was determined to fuck her until I got a lot larger orgasms out of her. But I knew I was close, the stimulation I had received that evening was too much for me. The only hope I had was to rebound quickly. I began stroking again, deeper and faster with shorter strokes. "Yes Brad, fuck your unfaithful whore, make her forget his cock, there will never be another man for me... Jeez yes, I'm gonna come again," and she did, with a larger orgasm than the first one. "I'm going to come, Betsy." She pushed me off and pulled my cock into her mouth and sucked. She swallowed every drop out of my throbbing cock, then laid back down and pulled my semihard cock back into her, trying to use her pussy muscles to reserrect me again. "Why did you do that?" I asked. "I talked to Kate and she said I should take the first load in my mouth so my pussy wasn't too sloppy for our next fuck." "Wise girl," I said, "Did you do the same for David?" "No, I could never do that, I couldn't have you kiss the mouth that had another man's cock in it." Of course I knew she hadn't, and my love for her went up another couple of notches. I leaned down and gave her a deeply tongued kiss, she responded with the like. My cock started growing even harder. I moved my head down to suck on her now very hard tender nipples. "Brad, you are so hard again. I know you are going to last a lot longer this time, and I want to be thoroughly fucked. God, I wish you had done me earlier. There would have been no David and I wouldn't have to live with my guilt." I started stroking again, definitely deeper now. I was leaning forward on my elbows and she wrapped her legs around me and locked her calves over my ass. She wanted more control and pulled her hips up to me on every stroke. "You're not going to believe this load, I'm going to wash your balls with this one. Jeez yes, fuck me, fuck me harder... I can't get enough of you, deeper, you horse cock, drive me... God, I can't take any more, I have to come on that wonderful cock... Yes, more... more... fuck... fuck... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEOWWWWWWWWW..." I slowed down and took very long strokes, almost pulling out of her before driving back into the bottom of her love tunnel. Again she started bucking, then came again, then again only a minute later. Now it was almost continuous, her bucking didn't stop between orgasms. She was sobbing and grunting. "Oh God, Brad, I can't stop, I'm your fuck machine, keep fucking me until you dry me out, until I have no cum left in my unfaithful cunt." "I'm going to come soon, Betsy," I groaned. "Yes, when you start, drive it in as deep as you can and hold it there, I'll do the rest." I felt my cock swell up and drove it in. She pulled me into the deepest recesses of her love hole, then used her pussy muscles to milk every drop out of my throbbing cock. I kept stroking, forcing our combined cum out of her love hole to the music of squishing and farting sounds until I became too soft. I flopped over on my back and she got on her side with her face on my chest. She was still sobbing and her tears ran down my chest onto my stomach. We laid there a long time without speaking, just enjoying the afterglow of the best fuck we'd ever had in our lives. She moved her face down to my cock, "Let me clean you up." She licked my cock from my balls to my cockhead, all around my shaft, then put my cockhead into her mouth to clean it too. She then moved her head back on my chest but kept her hand on the base of my cock. She must have felt some thickening and quickly moved back down to put her velvety mouth over my cockhead. She sucked and stroked until it was semihard again, then squeezed the base until my cockhead flowered to almost twice its normal size. "Ooooo, I thought men couldn't get this many hard-ons." "Only when they have a really cute babe sucking on them." "Doggy style," she demanded and flipped over onto all fours in front of me, pushing her pussy into my face. "Face down on the bed, knees together, you're going to get a hard fuck this time." I pushed it in again, right to the end, she had it all now. "Jeez, it feels so much bigger" she trembled in anticipation of a good mauling. I licked my forefinger and stuck it in her asshole down to the second knuckle. I was more careful not to ram her this time, I knew I was going to want to fuck her again tomorrow. "Yes, yes, fuck your slut, I can't hold back, I'm co... ungh, ungh... ommmm... ungh... ungh... mminnnng... nuh... nuh... NOWWWWWWW..." I flexed my cock to give her that pulsing feeling as she jetisoned her creamy cum around my cock. I kept stroking and soon had her in nearly continuous orgasm mode again. I stuck another finger into her asshole. Her love hole was getting so wet, I wasn't getting enough friction. I think she sensed it. "In my ass, Brad, stick it in my asshole." I didn't need a second invitation. I pulled my fingers out and pushed my cock into her. She screamed as I worked it in until my groin reached her ass cheeks.. "Stop for a minute," she commanded, "hold it deep inside me." She contracted her sphincter and my cock started to swell. She held me so tightly, it was starting to get painful. She released, "OK, honey, now fuck me, pound your wife's ass with that supercock as hard as you can." I did, and I could hear her vagina sucking and blowing with every stroke. "Oh Brad, you can't imagine how good this feels, I'm going to come again, please come with me, I need to feel your hot cum splash inside me." We both screamed as we came together. After a minute, we both fell on our sides, my cock still buried inside her ass. After another few minutes, I picked her up and took her into the shower. She was a mess, with cum and shit from her pudenda to her knees. She was so weak, she could hardly stand, we had been fucking for over an hour. Her pussy was bright red and puffy. I soaped every square inch of her, stopping to fondle her breasts and suck her nipples. When I got to her pussy, she grimaced, it was tender and sore. I dried her off carefully while she sat on the toilet. I could hear the soft plop, plop as she squeezed the shit and cum out of her ass and love hole. I pulled the bedspread and towels off, thankful we hadn't leaked through. I crawled under the blankets and waited for her. She came into bed ass first so I could spoon her. She lifted her leg and reached back for my flaccid cock and shoved my cockhead into her love hole. "I want to wake up with you inside me, darling." We went to sleep almost immediately. -- I woke in the morning with her soft mouth on my cock. "I need to practice this to learn how to swallow you. Just relax, I am too sore for you to have my pussy until tonight, but I can get you off." She was fondling and lightly squeezing my balls with one hand and stroking my cock with the other, while slurping and bobbing on my growing cock with her mouth. "I'm going to come." She just stroked harder and bobbed faster as I pulsed my load into her mouth. After the previous night, it wasn't a big load and she easily managed to swallow every drop. She laid on her back and sighed, licking her lips. I reached over and started slurping on her tits. She started to talk. "Brad, last night was the absolute best fuck I've ever had in my life... I never dreamed I could feel that way... "Please hear me out. This is very painful for me but I don't want to keep any secrets from you... I'm sure you are wondering how you measured up to David, and I honestly have to say I enjoyed him too. But he was too rough, I sensed he was just using me, not making love to me. He bruised me badly and didn't seem to care, I cried from the pain... "After he finished, I felt so unclean with his cum deep inside of me. I rushed home and showered and douched for an hour but I couldn't get the smell of his cologne off me. I was so ashamed, I had given myself to him and denied you. I douldn't face you, I couldn't even face myself... "When you told me David may have contracted an STD, I could no longer hide my shame. I was terrified. I knew some STDs could permanently damage a woman's reproductive system. I spent all night on my knees, praying for another chance with you, praying I didn't have a disease that would prevent us from having our babies... "I went for my tests the next morning. It took two weeks to get the results back, even though I paid a premium to get them done quickly. I was so miserable during that time. I was so thankful when the results came back negative, but I still had to get past my guilt. We weren't touching one another and I was desperate to find a way to reach you. When you ordered this new bed, I was so excited, I knew it would become our conjugal bed... "But when I saw your big cock last night, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to please you. Now that I know I can, I feel sorry for any woman who can't experience a cock like yours, you fill me so completely... Ooooh, jeez Brad, you just made me come by only sucking on my tits." We fucked every night like we were on our honeymoon, a honeymoon we never had. After dinner, she would mount me on my chair, impaling herself, facing me so I could suck her nipples. One dessert time she sprayed my cock with a foam dairy cream, then licked and sucked it all off. I was harder than a steel rod when she mounted me. She was always trying something new. God, I loved this woman. -- About six months later, we both happened attend the same seminar. As we were making our way to the crowded restaurant for lunch, a man came up behind us. "I have reservations," David said, "and I won't take no for an answer." He got between us, hooked our arms and led us to a remote corner table. "I can see by the very satisfied looks on your faces you are getting along OK?" "Yes," I replied, "very much so." "I'm envious, I have not met another woman I loved as much as Laura. I guess it was my fault that I couldn't satisfy her. You see, when I was in my jock phase in high school and through college, I was a heavy steroid user. It left me with a small dick..." I was watching Betsy's reaction. "But... when we..." she stopped herself, blushing, staring into her drink. David laughed so hard I thought he would fall out of his chair. "You mean Brad didn't tell you... we changed places in that dark room, he took you, not me." Her jaw dropped as she snapped a look at me. At first I could see a flash of anger at my deceit, but it was quickly replaced by something else. She buried her face in my chest, sobbing. "Now I can see how much you loved me, you couldn't bear to have me fuck another man. Oh God, Brad, I love you so much... Were you ever going to tell me?" "Yes... I just didn't know how. I wasn't sure you'd believe me. It's much better coming from David..." "Wait until I get your fat cock home, I am going to bite you off in my love hole..." She looked up at me. "Seriously, Brad, I want to start making our babies." "Me too," I whispered. She turned towards David, "Thank you," she said, "Thank you for giving me my husband. Thank you for preserving my fidelity, that was the most unselfish gift anyone has ever given me." We ate our lunch through a lot of good natured jibes. I shook his hand when we left. Betsy reached up and kissed him hard on the lips, "I hope you find the woman you are looking for, she will be the luckiest woman on the face of this earth to have a man like you." They gave each other a big hug. -- One morning, two months later, she told me, "Brad, I got confirmation from my doctor yesterday, I'm pregnant." We held each other tightly and both shed tears. "I have a surprise for you too, Betsy, I'll pick you up at noon." I did and we drove north of town into a wooded area. "I've bought us a house on a ten acre lot." I stopped the SUV. "We're here." "But where is the house?" she asked. "It isn't built yet, but I have staked out the rough outline up on that grassy knoll. I have the plans back at our place, in case you want to make any changes." I showed her where all the rooms were. She was particularly interested in the master bedroom. "The bed must be over here..." she smiled, "I want to christen this house." She pulled off her skirt and panties and was standing there half naked. "You brazen hussy," I said, "Out here... in the open?" "C'mon Brad, I can see that big bulge in your pants, I know you want to fuck me and my pussy is dripping for you." She undid my belt and zipper and pulled down my pants and shorts. "No halfway measure," I growled and took off her blouse and bra. She bounced her tits back to the SUV for a blanket while I stripped completely. "Maybe we could start a nudist colony up here. I would love to see those women drool over your big cock, actually, MY big cock," she giggled and lay down on the blanket. I easily slipped into her wet hole. "Do you realize this is the first time we've made love outdoors?" I asked. "Yes, and I want a large patio out here. When I fuck you at nights, I want to look up at heaven while you take me there." I was particularly strong that day. After she had about four orgasms, she started having an orgasm every couple of minutes. I loved making her squeal and scream her way through them. At long last, I finally I unloaded deep inside her while she shook with her last orgasm. We lay there for a few minutes, catching our breath and kissing, then got dressed. When we got into the SUV, she drew my zipper down and pulled my cock into her mouth, it became erect very quickly. The road was very rough, hardly more than a cart track. My cock kept banging against the back of her throat but she didn't complain. Finally we hit a rather large bump and my cock jabbed down her throat, she just pulled me in tighter and sucked harder. I ejaculated into her belly. "Mmmmm," she said, "another first, it tasted so good, we're going to have to go over more of these roads," she laughed. "Let's stop at a restaurant on the way home." We sat down in a corner booth beside one another. We overheard a couple of elderly women bird watchers in the booth behind us. "You must have seen those two lovebirds on the top of the hill?" one asked excitedly. "Yes, I got a good view through my binoculars, did you see the beak on the male?" "Biggest I've ever seen and did you hear the trills of the female?" "Yes, she must have sang for at least half an hour." Betsy had her face buried in my chest, trying to muffle her laughter. EPILOGUE We built our four bedroom house and filled it very quickly, Betsy conceived the rest of our babies out among the stars, one in a polar sleeping bag during winter. We've had to add a couple of more bedrooms but I have no problem my CEO salary. And if you ever come to visit us some weekend, you're going to see a couple of bare asses chasing each other around the property. If one has a big, flopping, hard cock, and the other, a bouncing set of 36DDs... you'll know you found the right place. THE END