0 comments/ 84035 views/ 3 favorites Just Once By: KeKaneAnoi Hi, I'm Kell. I'm 32 and I'm married. My husband is at home with our kids so I can have a long-over-due night out. I go out with some friends at 7pm and while talking and playing darts, we get overly drunk pretty quick. Somehow I end up at Jake's house just before 11pm. His wife is gone, so we're alone. There's an autumn storm brewing outside, and the rain is falling hard. I should go, but I can't. I'm drawn to stay, drawn to him. We're in the kitchen, standing by the "island". We share a few more drinks, some laughs and flirting, and talk. Normal, everyday talk. As lightning flashes, Jake leans in and kisses me. Tentative, as if judging my reaction. As drunk as I am, my reaction is shock. That shock opens my mouth just enough for his tongue to enter. Hot, thick & wet, his tongue dances around my mouth, teasing mine. As the thunder rolls across the sky, I'm frozen. Scared. Drunk enough that I kiss back. Damn, he can kiss! Suddenly, I'm up against a wall, Jake's body pressed against mine! We kiss for what feels like hours. Our arms twist around each other's body, our hands are all over each other. I'm breathless as we finally part. Only to take a deep breath and find myself going under again. Drowning in those kisses. His big, warm hands on my body, calming, caressing, convincing. His lips so giving, so demanding. As my mind begins to betray me, my body already has. The joy, the absolute pleasure! Oh Yes! ... NO! I have to stop! "Jake," I say breathlessly into his mouth. "Stop, we can't." "Yes, we can." He's breathing hard too. "Dee's gone, we're here alone. I know you want me Kell. I've seen it." As he puts my hand on his chest, I feel the rapid beating of his heart beneath my fingers. It beats in time with my own. I look into his eyes. "Jake, Charles will never understand. He'd leave me. I may be drunk, but I'm not that drunk! Charles would kill us both!" Jake's hands are on my waist, slowly sliding up into my sweater. I feel his skin on mine. I jump from the "zap" of heat. "You feel that too Kell, I know you do. You want me just as much as I want you. No one will ever know, I swear!" His hands move to my breasts, his thumbs sliding over my now hard nipples. Oh god, it feels so good! I've always been attracted to him. Dee knew, and she encouraged me. She knew he wanted me. She and I often spoke of "swapping" husbands, jokingly of course. But she had mentioned wanting to watch me with Jake. They had done "swinging" before. So I knew she wouldn't mind. But Charles would! He'd hate me! My mind is racing...Jake's hands feel SO good, but I can't! I have to leave! Charles. Charles...Charles is not here, he'll never know! My treacherous mind is giving in, just like my body did long minutes ago. Jake's lips are on my neck, kissing, sucking; his thumbs on my bra-covered nipples, rubbing. I moan softly. Oh god, I'm only human! "Ja-ke," I moan, "Mmm, that feels soo good! Jake we can't. Mmmm, oooooJake." My moans become pleading. My hands are in his hair. "You like that Kell, I know you do." He reaches the clasp between my breasts and adeptly "snaps" it open with one hand. My 40C breasts are now free. Jake lifts my sweater and suckles my nipples. Unable to stop, I moan softly, "Hhmmmm, yeah. More." As I lift my arms, Jake removes my sweater completely. It falls softly to the floor. Bringing my arms down, he slides off the bra. As it lands on my sweater, he pulls off his own shirt. Then he returns to my nipples. His chest is bare, just how I like it. I run my hands on his chest, toying with his nipples as he sucks mine. I hear him gasp. I flick his nipples with my long nails; he groans against my nipples, nipping at them with his teeth. I gasp! "Jake, you're getting me wet! Stop!" "Kell, you've got me rock hard! No way!" Sliding his hands down to my belt, Jake unbuckles it, then unzips and removes my tight, white mini-skirt. He grins at what he sees. Thigh-hi nylons with a black lace garter belt, and a snug black silk thong. I was "dressed to impress", and he was impressed! "Oh Kell, what have we here?" As he spreads my legs, Jake slides a hand over my silk covered puss. "Kell, you weren't lying, you Are wet," he groans into my neck. He leans back, watching me. As I moan he rubs his hand over the silk again and again. My hands pressed against the wall, my hips are pumping into him. "Jake, ohhh, please!" I'm begging, not sure what for. More? Stop? Jake stops, and takes my hand. Grabbing our clothes he leads me to his room. His huge bed is in the center. Closing and locking the door, Jake drops the clothes and begins kissing me again. He takes my hands and wraps them around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. With one hand, I sink my fingers in his hair, with the other, I run my long nails up and down his back. As I hear him hiss an intake of air, I know he's sensitive. I do it again. Moans. "Kell, that's NOT a way to convince me to stop!" he groans. "It's not?" I ask demurely, huskily. "What's it doing to you Jake?" I'm moaning into his mouth with each kiss. Lost in pleasure. "You know damn well what it's doing to me Kell! I'm trying to take it slow. Keep that up and I'll ravage you!" As if to teach me a lesson, he steals a rough kiss, bruising my lips. I'm gasping as he breaks the kiss. Not done, he leans down and grabs my nipple in his teeth, I arch my back and push my breasts closer to him, moaning. We're breathing heavy. A hand slides down and rubs the very damp silk that lies between my legs. "Jake, ooohhhh" Slowly guiding us towards the bed, Jake keeps rubbing me, kissing me again, sweetly this time. I'm so wet. As he sits me on the bed, he pulls away. Gently laying me back, Jake gets on his knees in front of me. He places my feet up on the edge of the bed. I feel the silk slide away. I feel Jake's hot breath on my just-shaved lips. I feel him spread my lips and blow lightly onto my clit, his hot breath exciting me. I sink my fingers into his hair as I grab his head, pumping my hips closer to him. He reaches his free hand up and pinches my nipple! "OOH, YES!", I'm moaning, "Hho-oohhJa-ake, hhmmmmmm." I'm loving it. I feel his tongue on my clit, hot and heavy. "Oooyeah. oohh, oh!" Oh god it feels so good, more! Jake's tongue is working my clit, I'm so hot, so wet, oh god! He slides a finger into my box and starts pumping me. "Yeah, just like that! Mmmmm Jake. Yeah, more, please. Oh god! I'm sooo close, please!" Knowing I can't stop, seeing me about to orgasm, Jake keeps going, licking my clit, fingering my pussy. "OH oh ye-ah, Jake, now, oh go-o-od, NOW!" I'm cumming. Jake stops licking me, "Cum Kell, cum for me." I feel him take out his finger and dip his tongue into my box, lapping up my juices, sucking them out. "OH JAKE, oh god, YES!" As lightning flashes across the sky, I cum hard! I feel my clit throbbing, I know Jake can see it. He licks it; I yelp! Panting, breathing hard, I'm drifting. WOW, what an orgasm! Jake gets up and strips off the rest of his clothes while I drift down from the cloud he took me to. I hear the thunder roll outside as he sits on the edge of the bed. As the storm rages, you can smell sex in the room. "Kell, I want you to suck my dick. I need you to. Dee told me you two were talking and you mentioned you love to swallow. Just hearing her say it made me hard! Please, Kell?" Still feeling the high of that orgasm, I can't resist. Jake is right, Dee and I had talked. I love to suck a guy til he cums, I love to swallow and keep sucking him till he's empty. Just the thought of doing it to Jake got me hot and wet! I get on my knees on the floor in front of Jake, my eyes never leaving his, and slowly take him in my hands. I close my eyes and moan as I lick his precum off the head. He tastes so good! I lick up and down his shaft. Opening my mouth, I put in the head and suck it, moaning onto it, vibrating it. I relax and kiss it, tonguing it. Placing my hand at the base and pulling the skin down firm and tight, I start sucking up and down his long shaft. I take it all the way down deep into my throat, then bring it back out to the head. Keeping the suction tight. Slow, sucking all the time, swallowing, squeezing his dick in my mouth. "Oh Kell, yeah, suck it, suck my dick, Kell." His hands are on my head, in my hair, he's pumping into me. I stop. Feeling me tense, he stops. I start again. I keep my pace slow but steady, using my free hand to play with Jake's balls. He shaves them, and the rough-smooth feel is amazing. I feel his balls getting full of cum. I can feel his dick getting stiffer, filling with cum. I look up at him and suck him harder. I taste the precum drip on my tongue. I swallow. He groans again. "Kell! Stop, Kell, I'm so close," he tries to pull my head away. Lightning strikes again. I keep sucking. Then I feel it, the pulse as he gets bigger, then explods cum deep into the back of my throat. I swallow, suck, and swallow more. I feel him shoot at least 3 times. I keep sucking. I hear the thunder roll. "Kell, oh yeah, RRAAhhgghh...yeah,(pause,gasp) Kell...stop, oh shit, stop." I feel him pulsing, he is laying back on the bed, near to convulsing in pleasure. I suck out every last drop, licking the head. He is empty. Slowing down, I stop. I stand up and look at him. He smiles and reaches for me. I move away and turn so he gets a nice view of my ass. "Do you want me to leave on the nylons and garter belt?" I ask huskily. Practically growling at me, he sits up, grabs me, pulls me onto the bed and begins kissing me, my neck, my nipples. My hand is on his dick. His hand is on my puss, slipping fingers into it. "Jake, please, mmmmmmmm, yeah, ooo yeah" I moan softly. He's rough, he wants me hot, he wants me wet; he wants me! "You're mine Kell!" he growls at me as he fingers my box harder. I'm getting wetter, I feel another orgasm coming. "Oh god, Jake, I'm gonna cum again," I moan. I feel him stop..."NOO, I'm SO close, Please!" He grins, teasing me. Slowly, tortuously, he pumps me. I feel it, the wave begining, the heat rising. "OH YES!" "I'm yours, Jake, Oh my god yeah, hhuuuhhh!" I'm moaning. As soon as I said I was his he started pumping me faster and harder. That wave crested, my orgasm peaked and I rode it into heaven! He's getting hard again, getting ready to fill me up with his 9 inch dick. I'm so wet, so ready. We play a while more, he grows in my hand. Now he gets up. He slides his dick into my tight, wet pussy, groaning in pleasure. "Yeah. Kell you are SO tight!" He fucks me with my legs over his shoulders. He's holding my thighs, he lets go to put my hands on my nipples. "Pinch them for me Kell, let me watch." I pinch my nipples, my eyes on his, his eyes on my nipples. They go from pink, to red with the pinching and pulling. He's fucking me slowly, deep strokes. Minutes go by. I'm getting close. Moaning, I ask for more. He stops. "Turn over Kell, I want you on your knees!" I turn over after he pulls out. On my knees I'm tighter, he's bigger, he gets in deeper. Slow, deep strokes soon become faster, deeper. "Jake, right there, yeah, oh god Jake, I'm so close, oh, oh." I'm moaning, louder, panting. "Good, I'm not! Cum for me Kell, squeeze my cock in your pussy Kell, cum...cum!" He's talking, panting, feeling so good. My pussy's so tight, he loves it. "Oh god, Jake!" I shudder and can't keep in time with him. The storm is louder! He grabs my hips and keeps pumping, slower, deeper, as I moan and cum. I feel it, wetter, hotter. "Yeah Kell cum, cum for me, Kell!" He wants me, he knows I've wanted to him. I can't stop cumming, the orgasms are coming in waves as he keeps fucking me. "Jake, I can't stop!" "Yeah! Keep cumming Kell. I'm not ready to cum yet. I have to keep fucking you." "Jake, please, uuhh, ooh go-o-od, Jake!" "Yeah, cum Kell, cum on my cock!" I feel my pussy getting swollen. I feel Jake pumping hard and fast again. Oh god, it feels SO good. "Oh yeah, fuck me Kell! You know you want it! Cum for me Kell! Cum again." I'm feeling wave after wave of orgasm hit and wash away, I'm moaning Jake's name, begging him to fuck me, begging him to stop. Finally I feel his dick get bigger, ready to explode. "Oh yeah, yeah, I'm gon-na, C-U-M HHOOh-ooh!" Jake all but shouts as he explodes a huge load of hot, sticky cum deep into my pussy. I feel it shoot, 2 times, 3 times, 4 times! He slows down, still pulsing in me. Still fucking me. Finally, he stops. We're both shaking. He pulls out slowly. I move to get off the bed. He pulls me close. I lay next to him, kissing him on his neck. Pulling down the covers, we get into the bed. The rain is beating on the windows. The clock says 1am. We've been at each other for nearly 2 hours! "Jake," I whisper, "I can't stay. I have to go home." "Relax Kell, it's not that late. Charles won't know. You're fine. Stay with me, just for a little while." He's speaking softly, dropping soft kisses on my brow, caressing me, loving me. I can't resist. I can't stop touching him. I feel so good. Lost in paradise with Jake. Some of the best sex I've ever had, and it's with my friend's husband! ...OH NO! "Jake, we didn't use a condom!" I panick! "SHhh, Don't worry!" Jake assures me. "Jake! I'm serious! What if..." He kisses me, quieting my panick instantly. I melt, return his kiss. It deepens, lasts for what feels like forever. Breaking the kiss, he tells me, "Kell, Don't Worry! We'll be fine. You'll see. Now sleep. I'll wake you in an hour or so." With that, he kisses my forehead and snuggles me into him. I feel lethargic. Listening to the storm fade away, hearing the rain, feeling warm and protected, I fall asleep. At Home **Two hours later I'm at home. I shower, completely washing Jake from my body, and get ready for bed. Charles asks how my night was. I say, "It was fun, but I am SO drunk, I NEED some meds for this headache!" Charles goes and gets me water and my headache meds. When I finish taking them, we get into bed and snuggle. Immediately his hands go to my breasts. "Charles, not tonight please,"I cajole, "I'd hate to tell you to stop because I'm gonna be sick." "Don't worry Kell, I'm not starting something, just holding my beautiful wife." He whispers. I feel a twinge as he holds my breasts. Guilt? Pleasure? I'm still floating from my time with Jake. Smiling, glowing, I speak. "I love you baby." I say softly, dreamily as I drift away into sleep. Well fucked, well sated, smiling, inside and out. Kissing my neck, Charles tells me he loves me. Holding me close, his hands still on my breasts, we fall asleep. Just Once "Just once I want you to take me. I want you to take me in ways I've only seen in movies, or in the theater of my mind. I want to have you look at me with knowing eyes, hungry eyes, lustful eyes. I want you to be aggressive, my dirty little slut, but more so that ever. I want you to fulfill my every need, want and lust, without question, without thought, without hesitation." Just once I want to come home and be greeted by you, wearing an apron and little if anything more. "Dinner will be ready in just a short while, but first we have wine and appetizers." With that, you take off my jacket, shedding the stress of the week from my shoulders as you meticulously lay it down on a near by chair, making sure you keep you legs straight as you bend only at the waist. Revealing to me the barely covered delights you're hiding under your apron, you look back at me over your shoulder, a lustful, playful smile on your face. "Why don't you come over here and sit down? Relax, and let me take care of your every need." I come towards you, slowly at first, slightly unsettled by your newfound demeanor. I like your aggressiveness, and ability to take charge, but I'm definitely curious, and very turned on. A sly grin crosses my face. I begin to speak, but you rush to cut me off with a kiss. "Shhhhh....." you hiss into my ear, breaking the connection. "You don't have to say or do anything tonight. I am going to please you in every way tonight. I love you. And I am going to show you just how very much I love you tonight, that's all there is to it. So please, don't speak, just let me satisfy you." With that you sit me down and loosen my tie. Reaching your hands behind me, you stare into my eyes and massage my neck. The tension and stress begin to fade. You get up and walk behind me so as to get a better angle on my neck and shoulders. Your hands, though small, are surprisingly rough. It feels wonderful as you work knots out of my neck. Just as I feel the sleepy side effects of your massage, you bring your hands to a halt. Feeling your breath on my neck you whisper to me "I'll be right back with the wine." You turn and walk into the kitchen, and I notice, for the first time, that something smells delicious. Not wanting to spoil your plans for a night of surprises, I resist the urge to rush to the kitchen and see what treats you've been working on in there. Instead I toss my neck from side to side, feigning off the sleepy feeling you've left me with and sit back and enjoy my soft leather chair. Hearing glasses click, or perhaps the four inch heels I'm noticing for the first time, I turn my head to see you carrying in a bottle of my favorite red, two glasses, a cork screw, and a small selection of appetizers, all balanced carefully on a tray on one hand, while the other hugs your delicious hips as they sway back and forth. I begin to sit up to open the wine, but to no avail "Sit back dear, please allow me, I don't want you to have to lift a finger for anything." Sipping wine, with you in my lap, I feel a familiar stirring in my pants, and I'm sure you feel it too. I'm about to ask you about the appetizers and you look at me with a grin "I was just going to get to that." You cut me off before the thought escapes my mouth. Standing up, you turn away from me, giving me a perfect view of your gorgeous ass up close. Bending over, you cheeks spread slightly and reveal the thong you were previously wearing seems to have magically disappeared. Again, the look you throw me over your shoulder is playful, mischievous, and lusty all in one. Standing up, you use your knees to spread mine. Bending over again, this time I'm greeted with a wonderful view of you ample breasts hanging within the confines of the slightly too tight apron you've confined them to. Lost in your cleavage, I don't notice your hands working at my belt until you pull it free and throw it aside. Snapping out of my breast filled daydream, I begin to instinctively unbutton my pants. Your hands meet mine and the look in your eyes meets me as your words do. "Not a thing. Nothing, I want you to do absolutely nothing, but let me take care of you. The way a wife takes care of a husband, the way a woman takes care of a man, and the way I want to take care of you." With that, you kiss me. Deeply, passionately, throwing your mouth to mine before I can open it and object. Your tongue searching desperately for mine, our lips locked, you grab at my pants and tear the buttons open. Ripping me from the seat, you shove my pants down past my hips, over my knees and in a single act, take off my shoes and pants, all without taking your lips from mine. Holding our kiss for a moment more, you grab my shirt at the buttons in the front. Breaking our kiss you tear the shirt open as if it were to blame for out kiss ending. Using the shirt to pull me forward, you slam my naked chest against your apron and pull the shirt down my arms. Shoving me back into the soft leather, you look at me. I don't think I've ever seen the look in your eyes I'm seeing now. It's one of pure animal lust. Your chest is heaving as you stare at me, consuming me with your eyes, head tilted slightly down, mouth hanging ever so open. Seeing the shock on my face, you control your breath, bringing your heaving breasts to rest on your chest. Regaining that grin, you purr "It's time for appetizers." Sitting in only my boxers, it's easy to see I'm slightly scared, but even more so turned on. The circus in my shorts can't seem to make up its mind if it's going to raise the main tent. Having witnessed you almost turn into a beast of passion, you understand why, but refuse to miss the show under the big top. Kissing down my neck, using hot breath followed by a cool tongue, you begin to work your way down my chest, stopping briefly at my nipples. Rubbing your face and open mouth across my chest and stomach, I feel your breath warming my skin and ever so slightly tickling the curly little hairs there. Keeping your hands on my upper chest, as if to hold me back, you rub your face against the fabric of my underwear, forcing my cock to slide back and forth across it, mouth open. Looking up at me with the same ravenous eyes, only a purr escapes your lips. A sound so deep it makes me wonder if it actually came from you, or if you've hidden a wild lion in the house. You nuzzle my cock through my shorts keeping your eyes locked on mine. Kissing the head through the fabric, you take a hand off my chest and run it up my thigh, into the bottom of my boxers. Your kisses are getting sloppier and wetter, and your hand carefully finds my balls and begins tugging on them slightly. You hold my penis with your mouth like a mother dog holds a pup and bring it to my belly, kissing up the underside while your hand massages my weighted balls against my body. Switching your hand and mouth, you take one of my fabric covered balls in your mouth, using your tongue to gently massage it while your fingernails trace zigzags along the soft underbelly of my shaft. Releasing the first, you bring the other in your mouth and give it the same glorious treatment. After a few, agonizing intense minutes of this, you finally give me a break and let the pleasing sensations run throughout my body. Searching my eyes for a sign, a silent clue as to the quality of your performance thus far, I look at you with wonder, astonishment, pride, and above all else, lust. Upon interpreting my lust, you nuzzle my cock again and drag your hands down my chest, letting your fingernails rake my skin. Crossing my belly, your fingernails dig into my thighs and stop at my knees, leaving trails of scratched skin along the way. Spreading my knees wide, you snap you head up, and I'm treated to that same lust filled, slutty, desire filled look you gave me once my pants were off. Almost without a sound, in one quick motion, you kiss my cock as it strains to burst through its cotton confinements, grab hold of my boxers with your teeth, snap your head back, tearing my shorts open, and get the entire length on my penis in your mouth and down your throat. Sitting naked on the patch of clothing that once was my underwear, I'm stunned. If my erection got any bigger, it would have blocked all air from reaching you lungs, but somehow you manage to breath your hot sweet breath on the base of my rod. Looking up at me, you shake your head slightly back and forth, rubbing your nose in the well trimmed patch of hair above my dick. Vibrations erupt through my cock as you try in vain to say something. Not believing it to be possible, your tongue works its way around the meat in your mouth, reaches my balls, and begins to wet them down, keeping your eyes on mine the entire time. Finally breaking the deep throat, you suck as you pull all but the head of my cock out of your mouth. Swirling it around with your tongue, you can taste the pre cum leaking out, and savor every bit of it. Taking me completely out of your mouth you once again nuzzle my manhood and look me in the eyes. "Papi, will you please give me your cum? I want it. I need it, to taste it, to savor it. I want you to cum all over my face so I can eat it all up when you're done. Please Papi, please cum on me, let me be your little cumslut. Por Favor Papi?" Your voice is that of a total slut, begging for more, pleading. I almost thing that if you don't get it, you will starve. Hearing such filthy words out of your mouth only turns me on more. Your lust is overwhelming as you massage my balls into my cock, lifting them out of the way so you can lick and kiss the spot between them and my asshole. "Papi, I NEED your cum, I WANT your cum, you HAVE to give me your CUM!!" you demand of me. Before I can react, you nuzzle my checks with your nose so that my balls resting on your forehead. Snaking your tongue out, I feel it connect with my asshole as you begin stroking my cock with one hand. Working your tiny little tongue against my asshole I feel your other hand rest between my checks as well, your little finger running circles around my knot, getting wet from your tongue. With this mild form of a warning I know what you have in store for me. I tense slightly and expect you to slam your entire finger in my ass like normal, but instead you're gentle. You take your time and make sure to leave a generous supply of spit to keep things moving before sliding the full length of your lithe finger in my hole. Looking down at the slut between my legs I open my mouth to speak, to warn you that I'm in heaven and you're going to make me cum soon, you shoot me a look that silences me and pushed me closer to the edge. "Don't tell me when you're going to cum, I don't need a warning, I just need your cum all over me." You pre-empt me. Amazing. Before I can pick my jaw up off the floor, your lips are back around the base of my cock. The suction on my dick is amazing. The feeling of your soft tongue and throat around my dick is mind blowing as you bob your head faster and faster in my lap. Picking up the pace, you press your lodged finger against my prostate, causing my mind to go grey at first, then stars begin forming in the corners of my vision. I'm going to cum, and you know it. Instead of stopping to finish me off by hand, you press harder in my ass, suck deeper with your mouth and begin rubbing my balls with your free hand. Looking down through the impending darkness for a final look at the Goddess between my legs, I find your eyes, locked to mine. You try to say something with a mouth full of cock and the vibrations send me over the edge. Colors instantly get brighter. All sounds are lost. My breath is gone. My thoughts are nothing but the stars that fill my vision, reflecting you a thousand times over. I feel release as my orgasm erupts from my cradled balls. The force of my cum hits your throat so hard it causes you to break the stare you've held on me and focus on the spewing beast in front of you. You aim my cock directly at your face, mouth wide-open, head tilted back, just like in the movies. "Papi, give it to me, give it all to me. Cover me. Cover my face with your cum Papi, I NEED it." You moan as burst after burst of my hot sticky cum shoots at you. Within seconds your face is completely covered, your hair is freckled, and your mouth is full. You swallow what you can and open wide for more, only to have to swallow again, and again, and again. By the third gulp, cum is literally pouring from your face to your neck and apron covered tits. The thin material of the apron becomes see-thru when semen coated. Not wanting to miss a single drop of my cum, you point my still spewing cock down between your soft caramel colored tits and hold it there, using just your ample breasts. Taking your finger out of my ass, you use both hands to grab my cock and use it to push puddles of cum from your face, neck, tits and even bellybutton to your waiting mouth. Once you finally feel satisfied that you sucked everything out of my cock, you let it go limp, hanging between my legs, as you wipe the smaller puddles of cum into your mouth. Licking your fingers as you get the last of the cum from between your tits, you look at me and smile. "That was the best appetizer I've ever had Papi! I don't know about you but I can't wait for dessert." Just Once Hello, baby. I hope that you are naked. I hope that you are in darkness. I hope that your wife is asleep next to you. I hope that you know that doing this means she might catch you... * * * * * Click Here to listen. (10 min/mp3) * * * * * Just Once Note: As we know the man's sexual peak is in the late teens whereas the woman's is much later. This is a short story of a woman who is pretty much neglected and decides to do something about it. All rights reserved. * Mark noticed the middle aged man walk into the locker room wearing only a towel around his waist. He had seen the man earlier on the treadmill talking to a cute older woman on the machine next to him. It was obvious they were married since they were arguing about wanting to leave the gym early. When the man removed the towel he could barely see his penis head pushing out the thick pubic growth. He smiled and walked back into the gym. Erin didn't look for her husband and kept her eyes on the small TV monitor attached to the treadmill. She was still angry that he wanted to leave less than an hour after they arrived. Things had been going downhill for the past 4 months since he lost his job. To make it worse their sex life has been less exciting than a televised golf match. She noticed someone get on the treadmill next to her but didn't look up. She heard laughter and glanced at the handsome man next to her. He smiled and so did she. She started to look back at the monitor but noticed he was still looking at her. She looked next to her the other way and didn't see anyone so his attention was only to her. "Excuse me!" He said loudly to over come the headset she was wearing. Erin pulled out the right earplug. "Hi...I'm Mark." She didn't want to give him her name. "Hi." "Where is the ear plug inserted?" She knew he could see where hers was connected. "Here." she pointed to the remote that was attached to the machine. "Thanks." She smiled and checked out his strong arms and large hands. It hit her that maybe he was hitting on her. After being overweight for so long and just passing 40 it had been a while since this had happened. Plus he was quite younger and very handsome. She went back to her TV show but couldn't get him out of her mind. She glanced his way and saw him looking at her. Again they both smiled. For the first time in a long time she was sexually excited. Mark watched as her machine time counter approached thirty minutes, which was the time limit per workout. He wanted to be off first so he stopped his treadmill and stepped off. Erin saw him stop and get off next to her. She had a two-minute cool down period but she stopped it short and pulled out her earplugs. As she moved back she bumped into someone and turned. "Oh I'm sorry." "Are you ok?" She asked noticing that she had stepped on his foot. "I think so," he said moving it right and left. Erin tried not to look at his well-toned body but she couldn't. He had very defined flat abs and wore nylon shorts that poorly hid his package. "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do?" "It would make me feel better if you have a coffee with me next door when you are done." She realized that she had been had. "Coffee makes a sore foot feel better?" "It depends on who you have it with." She held up her left ring finger. "Sorry I'm taken." "It's just coffee," he said looking sad. What possessed her to agree was a combination of things headed by the argument with her husband. "I guess one coffee won't hurt. I'm finished so I only need to get my things from the locker." Erin stopped by the sink and washed some sweat from her brow. She looked in the mirror. "What are you doing?" She asked herself. "It's just coffee and that's it." After fixing her short brown hair she put on some lipstick and sprayed some perfume. She saw him standing near the exit holding his equipment bag. He waved and she looked around to make sure no one was around that she knew. As they walked from the building she said again, "Just coffee." But he only smiled. Nothing was said as they walked to the coffee shop. "Oh no," Mark gasped. "It's closed." She held her gym bags to her chest. "Oh well." She was disappointed as well. "Some other time." "Do you really want to go home?" She knew her answer should be yes but she said, "No." "My condo is a few blocks from here." There it was. Her first proposition ever and it was from a hunk. "Just coffee." She was surprisingly calm following his car to the private parking lot. She realized she knew nothing about him and that he could be a serial killer or rapist. She parked her car next to his and looked at her hair and makeup before opening her door. He stood nearby as she closed the door behind her. Nothing was said as he led her through a small gate and then past a small pool. She hesitated after he open the door labeled 1C. "I won't bite," he grinned. She ignored the remark and moved inside expecting a bachelor pad mess but saw it clean and everything in order. "Very nice and clean." "Thank you mother," he laughed. She moved inside. "I'm probably old enough to be your mother." "My mother never looked as nice as you do." She tried to fix her hair that was messed from working out. "I must look a mess." "The kitchen is this way." She was both happy and disappointed that he really was going to serve coffee. The kitchen was spotless as well. She watched him making coffee checking out his trim but muscular body and firm butt. "My husband is probably looking for me by now. Should I call him?" He turned. "I don't think he will be happy to know you're in a man's condo." "Maybe that's what he needs," she sighed. "He probably wouldn't care." "It's his loss," Mark grinned. "Thank you." "Cream and sugar?" "Straight up," she answered thinking about the other meaning. As he poured the coffee she checked her phone. "Isn't he worried that you are late?" "He's probably sleeping or watching TV. He'll miss me when he gets hungry." Mark handed her the cup feeling her fingers lightly brush against his. "How about you. Do you get hungry?" She knew he wasn't talking about food. "Yes but you have to fight those urges." He smiled. "Sometimes you have to take a bite to remember how good something tastes." They were talking in circles. "But once you taste it you might want more." She glanced at the front of his shorts and saw his excitement rising and changed the topic. "So tell me about Mark." "What do you want to know?" "Girlfriend?" "Broke up two months ago. No one since." She laughed. "I'm serious." "Wow, I didn't expect that." "I'm not a player. I'm actually very shy." Neither said anything as they finished their coffee. She played with the empty mug. "I uh should go." Her mind was saying get the hell out of there but her body was on fire for the first time in a very long time. He walked to her and held out his hand. She looked at it and then at his face. "Where are we going?" "To see the rest of my condo." They both knew the bedroom would be last room. She took his hand and again they felt the heat and exciting attraction. He walked her down the hall to the small dining area, which he had turned into an office. He stopped at the doorway and moved aside to let her in front of him. "Nice," she said softly still holding his hand. "Do you work at home?" She turned her face towards his and made eye contact. As his lips moved towards hers she turned and waited. She expected him to be forceful like her husband but the kiss was tender and light. There was no more pretending that they were there only for coffee. For the next minute their lips only touched and rubbed together. No tongues were involved and were not needed. She squeezed his hand tighter as her body turned. Mark saw the passion in her eyes as their bodies pressed together. He felt her soft breasts and she felt his hard eight-inch manhood. Finally his tongue teased out and moved forward into her opening lips. It had been so long for Erin. His tongue brought back very distant memories. It explored and moved onto her tongue until she started moving it. Nothing else mattered as the young and older bodies pressed and rubbed. Both were breathing rapidly when he moved his lips from her mouth to her left ear. "Ohhh that feels soooo good," she moaned. "Not here." He thought she was ending it. "That's it?" She took his hand and led him further down the hallway. She stopped at the first door and peeked in but saw boxes. "It's down this way," Mark grinned. He started to pull her hand but she walked past him and looked at the large king-size bed. She led inside and looked into the attached bathroom. "Do you mind if I take a shower? I'm so sweaty from working out." "May I join you?" She moved into him again and this time started the wet kissing. Ten seconds later she moved back. "Whew....," she said. "I think I need to shower alone." "The towels are clean," he said watching her cute butt walking into the bath. Erin turned on the lamps over the full mirror and closed the door behind her. She leaned back against it and closed her eyes. "What are you doing Erin? Are you nuts?" After adjusting the water temperature she pulled off the tee shirt and pushed down the black shorts. The bra followed and then the wet panties. The showerhead was adjustable so she lowered it so her hair wouldn't get wet. He pulled off his shirt and wiped down under his arms and chest. He had not worked out long enough to be too sweaty. He thought about her naked in the shower, which raised his pink tower. After closing the mini blinds until the room light was dim he turned on his IPod stereo and put on some soft music. He was nervous being with an older woman for the first time and couldn't remember the last woman he had slept with after breaking up with Marty. He sat bare-chested and sat up when he heard the shower stop. A few minutes later the door cracked open. "Cover your eyes!" She yelled. He grinned and did as she commanded. He heard her giggle and peeked through his fingers to see her pink body jump under the sheet on his bed. He had seen the brown nipples and trimmed dark bush before she was covered. "Can I look now?" "I know you peeked," she smiled looking around the darker room and hearing the soft music. "So I get to peek too." "Nope. Close your eyes," he laughed. He pulled down the sheet and tried to peek at her again but she held down the sheet. He lifted up and pushed off his shorts and boxer briefs before sliding naked in next to her. "I've never....." He cut her short. "I know. If you don't want to." "I do...but just once. May I touch you?" "Uh sure." he stayed on his back and felt her moving closer. When her trembling fingers touched his arm he closed his eyes. She was shy and nervous at first moving her soft fingers up and down his arm. From there she moved to his strong shoulders and squeezed his firm bulk. It seemed to take forever for her to get down to his navel but she did and moved faster downward until she touched the pre-cum dampness of his cock head. He jerked slightly causing her to giggle. "Oh God!" she cried as her fingers explored and measured down his long thick cock. She had known her husband was small but until now didn't know how much. Mark felt her bare breast and hard tip pressing into his arm and fought off the urges to turn and start touching her. Her fingers were now curling around his girth so he decided to let her play. Two minutes later her lips moved to his shoulder. "Mark." He knew it was time. "Are you ready?" "Yes." He turned facing her and felt her fingers leave his hard-on. She pulled his front into hers and then his opened lips to hers. Hands explored down their backs to their buttocks and then his kisses moved down her neck to her wonderfully bare titties. "Oh Mark!" She moaned feeling another man's mouth sucking and licking her nipples for the first time. "Don't stop." So far he had not touched her pussy and she knew she would cum as soon as he did. Nothing else mattered now as they worked to completion. Marks suckled her marvelous nips and rubbed his fingertips through her pubic hair. He felt her hips lift and her thigh part calling him to touch her need. But he wanted his tongue in there first. "Please," she begged. "Please!" When his lips moved through the thin hairs she grabbed onto the sheet next to her and stopped breathing. Her mouth was gapped open until she felt the damp tip lick over her ready and wanton clitty. "AHHH!" He was correct because her body exploded and trembled when she climaxed. "NOW! NOW...NOW!" He thought she would relax but she instead reached down to pull him up between her outstretched legs. When his cock was lined up with her flooded pussy her finger guided the large crown into her opened lips. "Fuck me Mark." He didn't have to be asked twice. She was tight as he slowly pushed in but she wouldn't let him stop. Her fingers pulled at his hips until his eight-inch shaft was totally buried. He looked into her eye and saw them rolled back. Her mouth was wide open, as she felt totally full for the first time. "Are you ok?" She opened her eyes and smiled. "I'm so ok," she answered. "I never knew." She gasped again when he started fucking her. Slow at first and then faster. "More....More.....More!" She had never climaxed once and now was about reaching her second approaching orgasm. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" She cried each time he pushed in deep. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Mark managed to hold back until she climaxed again. "AHHHHHHH!" She screamed. "I'M CUMING!" He yelled. * Mark closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. He woke when she tapped him on his shoulder. "Leaving?" he saw she was wearing her gym clothes again. "Yes. I've been here two hours." "Are you sure you have to leave?" She glanced down his hard body. "Thank you." He reached out to take her wrist but she pulled back. "You deserve more." "Goodbye Mark." * Erin checked her phone and didn't see any messages from her husband. She wondered if he had seen her leave with Mark. Her heart seemed to have stopped on her way home. She saw his car in the garage and took her time putting her gym bag on the shelf by the hallway door. After tiptoeing into the kitchen she heard the familiar snoring from the den. She tried to walk by him to the upstairs stairs but he suddenly woke up. "Where the hell have you been?" Before she could answer he took the remote and turned on the TV. She saw him surf through the channels until a baseball game was on. "I'm starving." She stood realizing that he was only concerned about her being two hours late because he was hungry. "I'll make you a sandwich." Again he ignored her. "I was with another man." "What? Hey...can I get something to eat?" Erin would normally be upset that he treated her as a servant but not today. She hurried and made him a sandwich and brought it to him along with a beer. "I'm taking a bath." She knew he didn't hear a word she had said. Ten minutes later she moved her sore but completely satisfied body into the hot water. Her eyes closed as she remembered Mark's touches and kisses. * A few days later Mark was working out with a few of his friends when a cute young blonde walked up to him. He checked out her near perfect body and knew she was still in high school. "Hi, I noticed your Notre Dame sweatshirt," she started. "Did you go there?" "Nope...got the shirt on sale," he grinned. She held out her small hand. ""I'm Heather." "Mark." They lightly shook hands. He knew he could leave with her but he wasn't interested. "Heather it is nice to meet you but I have a girl." "Oh," she said being turned down for the first time in her young life. "Your loss." The other guys made fun of him but he didn't care. He walked to the treadmill and turned on the cooking channel. After ten minutes he noticed someone get on the machine next to him. He turned and saw Erin smiling and holding her earphone plug. "Do you know where this goes?" Fifteen minutes later he closed the door to his condo and pulled her softness into his body. She closed her eyes to kiss him but he leaned back. "I thought you said..." "Just twice," she giggled. * Ending note: Just a quickie. Thanks to all of you who made me one of your favorite authors. Hope you enjoyed. Love..Slick. Just Once Is Never Enough My name is Scott and I met my wife, Tina, in our final year of law school. We both went into practice, but with different firms and got married two years later in our mid twenties. We were very much in love and although we'd both dated plenty, our sexual experience was pretty unremarkable. I had only slept with two girls and Tina had never gotten past the heavy petting stage and I suppose that this kept us happy for a long time as we had no one to compare each other with. Beside which, Tina was quietly attractive, with long black hair, olive complexion and a trim 5'6" figure topped off with cute 34B breasts, she turned heads whenever we went out and I was always proud to be with her. I had no reason to look at anyone else. I suppose we are like a lot of couples when it comes to sex. The first few years after getting married are exciting enough in their own right and then sometimes, things progress to magazines, x movies and in our case sex stories and fantasies involving Tina with other men. Then we stumbled upon some photographs by accident and it ultimately changed our lives forever. Having kids never featured high on our agenda and as we hit our mid thirties, with two good salaries coming in, we decided to move away from our city apartment to a much bigger home in one of the leafy suburbs, which we bought from a couple four or five years older than us who were separating. The day after we moved, I had to go to the office to finish work on an important case and left Tina unpacking boxes and finding places to put all our accumulated possessions. I got home sooner than expected mid afternoon and spotted Tina in the conservatory at the side of the house, sitting back, looking at what I thought was a magazine, but what surprised me was that she seemed to have her skirt pulled up and had a hand on her pussy. She had no idea that I was there and I watched for a short while as she rubbed at the front of her panties. Intrigued, I returned to the front and went in calling her name. She looked a bit flushed as she came through. "Hi honey." I said, as I bent to kiss her. "How's it going?" "Er yeah, it's good ... er ... yeah...". Then she blurted out, "There's something you just got to see ... you see, when I was putting stuff away in the wardrobes I found this package that the last people left. Well, just come and see it yourself - it's easier to show you than explain it." and with that I followed her through to the conservatory. She passed me a bulky A4 envelope. I put my hand in and drew out about thirty glossy photographs, all of which featured the couple we had bought from, totally naked! Some were of them posing in various ways, both indoors and out, but others were of them having sex and had obviously been taken by someone else, given the angle of the shots. Tina was blushing by now. "He's rather large." she said. "In fact, he's huge. I had no idea that they really could be that big!" She was right. Mark, the former occupant of our house was very big indeed. Compared with my average six inches, this guy was much longer and a good inch thicker with a big circumcised head. His wife, Kelly, was pictured in various stages of orgasm as she rode him. "To think that we sat round here drinking coffee with them and we never knew. They were really nice as well, not sort of, well ... dirty like you think of people like that. Do you think they were swappers?" Tina asked. I laughed. "You mean swingers! Probably - someone else took these photos which doesn't seem to have been a problem to them." "Let me have another look." Tina took the prints from me and slowly looked through them and lingered at the pictures of Mark on his own. For someone about forty he was in good condition - fit and lean. "God! What must it feel like to have something like that inside you?!" she whispered, almost to herself. That night, Tina was definitely in the mood for sex and after a while of slow and easy screwing, she sat on top of me and raised the subject of the photos. "You know those pictures?...I wish I'd known he was that big when we were here before. I'd have looked at him ... you know ... down there, to see if I could see. I mean, something like that must show." She started to move her hips and was pushing herself hard back onto me. "Mmmm!" I said. "I bet you'd love to see it. I bet you'd like to have someone like that fucking you ..." Tina started to come. "Oh yes. It must feel so big! Oooooohh Yeesss! Fuck me!" She shuddered and panted as she orgasmed, moving to get every inch of me in her as I came into her at the same time. As we each came down from our climax I said, "Well who's a naughty girl then - fancying a different cock from your husband's." "You know I don't really, but it was a turn-on seeing one that big, and a girl can use her imagination, you know." The next day we were both at home and had a lie in until 10. Tina had just got out of the shower and I was going in when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." she said, slipping on a short robe, "it's probably the mail man." Fifteen minutes later I got out, dressed and went down to see who had called. As I came down the stairs, I could hear voices from the kitchen and quietly stepped over to peer through the gap in the door. My pulse started racing at what I saw. Mark was sitting at the breakfast counter and from the way he was dressed, I would have guessed he was on his way to the gym. Tina was sitting on a stool at the same side of the counter facing him. Her legs were crossed, but the short, silky robe had fallen away on either side exposing a long length of tan thigh and the top had gaped to expose a lot of her breasts. Their conversation was unremarkable, but Mark was obviously taking in my wife's body and from my viewpoint, he was sporting a large hard-on in his shorts. "Here, let me get you another coffee." Tina said, and as she turned and slid off the stool, the robe caught on the seat revealing her bare buttock almost up to her waist. If there had been any question before as to whether she was wearing underwear, there certainly wasn't now. I should have been mad, but curiously, it was turning me on and I wanted to watch a little longer. Mark adjusted himself as she went to the fridge for milk, then I couldn't believe my eyes as Tina dropped a teaspoon and bent over to pick it up. Her robe gaped open and I knew that she had just deliberately given Mark an eyeful of her breasts. I decided now was the time to interrupt the show! I crept back to the stairs and called out asking who had been at the door. "In here Honey. We got a visitor." I went into the kitchen and feigned surprise at Mark being there. "Mark called by on his way to the gym to pick up that 'interesting' collection of pictures he kindly left us to see." She said, laughing. "Oh, hi Scott. Er yes ... I'm sorry about that and I'm just glad you folks are broad minded about it all. I sort of feel embarrassed, but Tina has been real kind and explained you've done the same sort of things yourselves, so I guess it's not too bad after all." I was astounded. We had never done anything like that and I was amazed that Tina had said we did, but I just grinned and said nothing. "Anyway. I was just going and thanks for being so understanding. Oh, and I said to Tess that I'd like you folks to come on round to my new place on Saturday for a little new home gathering I'm having. Look forward to seeing you there." As he stood up, the shape of his cock was undisguised in his white shorts, pointing up and across his lower belly as he faced Tina and gave her a peck on the cheek. As the door closed behind him I said, "You didn't make that too obvious, did you? I mean, if I hadn't been in he'd have fucked you right there over the counter, and you'd have let him. What the hell were you doing?" "I just wanted to see if I could get him going. He took me by surprise when I came down and he was there asking for the photo's and I didn't really think when I asked him in, but then I realised that he was looking me up and down, so I thought I'd see if I could get him interested. And I did, didn't I? Did you see the size of it as he looked at me? God, come here and feel - it's made me all wet." I went over and put my hand between her legs and easily slipped a finger into her moist lips. Tina looked hot and I liked the idea that she had got Mark hard. I unfastened her robe and pulled it off as she undid my pants and climbed onto my rigid cock. As we fucked standing up Tina said, "Scott, I'd like to fuck Mark, just once. I want to feel what it's like to have a really big cock in me. I know it turns you on to think of me with another man. Say it. Say you'll let me." "Uhuh!", I grunted as I thrust up into her. "I want to watch though. Just one time." I pushed myself hard upwards and for the second time in twelve hours, we came together, both of us thinking of my wife with another man! After we had showered ...again, we threw ourselves into unpacking, but were both preoccupied with the thoughts of what we had agreed. I kept getting hard as thoughts passed through my mind and I kept catching Tina daydreaming and squeezing her thighs together as her face flashed red and her breath came in tiny gasps. We talked about it later and agreed that although we both wanted me to watch, we didn't want Mark to know and also Tina wanted to feel she was alone with him. I'd spent all day figuring out how we could do this thing and called Mark that evening saying we couldn't get to grips with the controls for the swimming pool, and could he come round in the morning to help. He said he'd call in on his way back from the gym. The following day, I parked my car a block away and told Tina to explain that I'd been called in to work at short notice and that when Mark arrived, to pretend that she didn't know he was coming. It was 11.30 when I heard his car pull up and the door slam and I spied from an upstairs window as he rang the front door bell several times before wandering round the back to find us. What he found was Tina sunbathing topless and he stared, taking in her pert breasts and trim figure for a good two minutes until, finally, he coughed to announce his presence. She shot upright, shocked, and tried to cover herself with her hands. "Oh my god, Mark," she gasped. "hell - you scared the shit out of me. What ... what ... um ... why ... what are you doing here?" I heard him explain that I'd asked him around to help with the pool and Tina replied that I'd had to go into work at short notice and must have forgotten to tell her that he was coming. She sat for a few seconds with her hands over her breasts, looked around as if for something to cover herself with and then said, "I feel silly like this - I mean, you've already gotten a good look so I hope you won't mind if I stop doing this." and with that she dropped her hands. Her nipples were hard and tilted upwards and her pert breasts looked firm as they settled on her chest. "Of course I don't mind." Mark said, letting his eyes linger on her. "You look stunning, ...but maybe we'd better look at the pool controls." "Oh ...er ...yea... of course." Tina stood up off the sun chair and Mark's eyes locked on her. Tall and slim, the only garment she had on was a thong and her beautifully rounded ass cheeks were naked as she led the way to the pool control box. As she looked at the box, Mark was right behind her and I watched as he moved real close until his crotch was pressed hard up against her ass. Tina pushed back murmuring, "Mmmm, that feels nice." and Mark put his arms around and took hold of her breasts as she moved against him. Slowly Tina turned her head and their lips met and he pushed his tongue between her white teeth. His hand slid down and in between her legs as my wife reached back to feel his hardness. "God! That feels so big!" Then she said. "I shouldn't be doing this!" Mark grabbed her thong and ripped it off. "I'm gonna fuck you now, you cock tease! I'd have fucked you yesterday if that cuckold husband of yours hadn't been in! I'm gonna fuck you real good!" His middle finger pushed between the lips of her wet cunt and disappeared from view inside my wife. "Not here. Not out here. Inside... In the bedroom." Tina panted. I hurried into the bedroom and hid in one of the built in wardrobes alongside the bed. It was a perfect vantage point from which to spy as part of its design incorporated small ventilation holes, offering the ability to look out whilst remaining concealed. I had just pulled the door shut as they came into the room. Mark was carrying my naked wife and their lips were locked in a hard, passionate kiss. She was clawing at his T shirt and pulled it from him as he set her down on the bed. Hooking his thumbs in the waist of his shorts, Mark pushed them down and stood nude looking down at Tina. He was well toned- not too much muscle, but no excess weight and had thick hairs across the top of his chest which tapered off to a V just above his navel, but his cock and balls were totally shaven, displaying their huge size to the full and boy, was that some size - eleven or twelve inches long, two and a half inches thick and an apple shaped head three inches across. Tina moved to the edge of the bed and tried to get it in her mouth. She licked and kissed the head and then began to slide her lips over it. Mark took hold of my wife's hair to prevent her moving away and slowly pushed her jaws apart until the massive head was locked in. Her eyes were as wide open as saucers and she tried to breathe through her nose as he rocked slowly back and forwards trying to get her to take more. Tina did her best, but she was never going to be able to get any more of him in that part of her body and Mark pulled away, pushing Tina onto the bed. She was like a whore, raising her knees and opening her legs to him, but he wasn't ready for her yet and moved his head between her thighs. As he started to lick her cunt, Tina gasped "OH YES!" raising her hips as he worked on her clit. I soon saw that my wife was tensing and on the point of coming. Mark sensed it too and took his tongue away - "Oh God! Don't stop. Pleeeeeease!." Tina begged, but he just kissed her inner thighs until the moment went, before beginning again. Three times he took her to the brink and she was imploring him to finish it. Her own juices were mingling with his saliva and soaking the sheet - Mark had got her right where he wanted. Climbing onto the bed between her legs, he rested his cock-end against the lips of her cunt and I started to panic - Tina had never given birth. She had only ever had my modest cock - her pussy was tight, even to me and here was this thick, hard phallus with a monster head about to enter my beautiful wife. He rubbed the head inside her pussy lips until it glistened, lubricated with her juices and began to part her labia - my wife's wonderfully youthful cunt began to stretch as Mark pushed his hips forward, applying more pressure to overcome the natural resistance to his intrusion. Tina lay back with her eyes closed and teeth clenched as a man she had only met three times started to penetrate her. "OH! FUCK! ...OH FUCK it hurts! It won't go in. It's too big. I don't want to do this any more. Get off. This is wrong. I'm married." As I deliberated whether to show myself, Mark snapped, "It's too fucking late to tell me that now. You've wanted me from the moment you saw those pictures and you've thrown yourself at me like a whore both times I've been here, so I'm going to have what's been offered. I'm going to fuck you now and your gonna beg me for more! Then I'm gonna fuck you any time I want because you won't be satisfied with your man's little dick ever again!" Mark took hold of my wife's knees, opened her legs fully and at the same time thrust hard. "Oooooooh! Nooooooo! Aaaaargh!." Then I swear I heard a soft 'click', as the thick ridge on Mark's helmet locked into place inside her vaginal muscle. Tina's eyes were shut tight. After half a minute she whispered, "Is it in? God, it's so big. Let me feel." Tina reached between her legs and her fingers traced round her labia which were shiny and stretched into an obscene 'O' shape, then moved down to feel the shaft that impaled her. She couldn't close her hand round it, but stroked the nine inches which were still showing. "There's still lots to go." She said and began to gyrate her hips slowly as she got used to his size. Her labia were locked on his cock and were being pulled in and out as she moved. "Fuck me Mark. I want you to fuck me. It feels so good!" As Tina continued to work herself onto his cock, Mark took hold of her breasts and gently rolled her nipples with his fingers. Her eyes closed, this time in ecstasy and she let out a soft "Mmmmmmmm!" as a fraction at a time, another three inches of his hardness disappeared inside her. "It's so big Mark. I've never been filled like this before. If I put my hand on my belly, I can feel it moving inside of me. OH, OH. Ooooooh. FUUUCK MEEE!" and then she started to come, gasping and panting, her hips bucked as she shuddered with an orgasm such as I had never witnessed before. Tina lay, eyes closed, breathing hard and bathed in a sheen of sweat, as this man we hardly knew, moved to lie on top of her. Resting on his elbows, with his chest hair rubbing the hard nipples on her breasts, I watched Mark's muscled buttocks tighten with each thrust as he buried more of himself inside my wife. She wrapped her legs around his in an effort to pull him in and they kissed passionately for a while. "Is it all in Mark?" she asked. "I want to see it in me. I want to see what it looks like." "OK." He said, moved up on his arms and slowly pulled his cock out. It made a sucking sound, dragging her labia with it. "No! Please keep it in. Please..." but then it was out, and as Tina lay with her legs still apart, I could see a gaping hole where there had once been a tight, closed pussy. Having had the stimulation of her cunt wrapped around it, Mark's cock was huge, the engorged helmet was red and shiny with her juices. Mark pulled Tina to edge of the bed and told her, "Stand up and bend over. Put your hands on the bed. Open your legs - stand with your legs apart." She looked so dirty and sexy, presenting her ass to him. Standing behind her, he slowly rubbed the head of his cock between her pussy lips and pressed forward. "OOOOOH YES! It feels so good Mark ... so good..." her voice trailed away as, gritting her teeth, her labia and vagina were stretched to their limit. Mark reached down, putting his arms behind her thighs and lifted her off the ground. The effect was to pull Tina's legs wide apart whilst graphically displaying her cunt impaled on his thick cock. By now my own cock was rock hard and I was rubbing it on a pair of Tina's panties I had found in the closet. There was a mirror next to the door I was hidden behind and Mark turned around to face it - I was sure they would see me, but their eyes focussed on the image in front of them. "You wanted to see it in you - yes? Look! And he began to push himself rhythmically into Tina. Her usually flat stomach now pushed outwards, swollen right up to her navel by the massive phallus which moved inside her. His balls swung low and heavy beneath his cock and her breasts bounced with each powerful thrust he drove upwards. His fingers were stroking her clit and she exploded with another orgasm, panting and pushing her thighs hard against his arms to increase the movement. "Oh Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck - I'm coming ..." and so did I. My balls spasmed until they ached as I shot myself into the gusset of my wife's underwear. Mark turned, and holding Tina around her waist, put her face down on the bed. He used his knees to push my wife's legs wide apart, and with his arms either side of her shoulders to support himself, he began to fuck her hard. Tina's beautiful round buttocks looked so incredibly sexy as Mark's hips pushed against them, flattening them, from behind. Just Once Is Never Enough She had her face on the mattress and I could hear her gasps of "Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh..." every time his muscles flexed and he forced himself ever deeper into her. Then his pace quickened and I watched as his scrotum contracted and his balls pulsed as they sent jets of thick, hot semen against my wife's cervix, tipping her over the edge again. "Oh Fuuuck! Oh God! Fuck me... I'm coming ... Yes, yes, yes ... UH! UH! UH!" Mark collapsed onto her as she panted and he emptied the last few drops of sperm in her. After several minutes he pulled out and went off to the bathroom to clean up, leaving Tina there with his cum running from her gaping cunt. When he came back he was dressed and she turned onto her back with her legs still spread and her cunt dripping his cum onto the sheet. A tired smile was on her lips. "Mmmm. Thank you Mark. I feel so fantastically fucked. It was amazing. I want to do it again?" He brushed his lips over hers and whispered, "We will. I promise." I wanted to shout out - 'No! Just once - you said just once!' and I got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as I realised, too late, what I'd done by allowing this to happen. Just Once More I sit silently in the dimly lit room, looking around at the room I shared last night of wild sex with the nameless stranger who lay in the bed beside me. It was really great sex that I have to admit, I remember the erotic music the band played at the lounge and the tall dark stranger who asked me to dance. He was so handsome with his milk chocolate skin against my skin of ivory, His white suit, with the red silk shirt made him look even darker as his large hands caressed my back under the black silk dress that I wore that was cut low over my breast. His body moved in a slow sensual movement against mine, our breathing was becoming as if it were one. I felt that same tingling sensation run through my body like the call of the wild wanting to mate. My pussy was becoming wet between my thighs, I tried to fight these urges before and tonight isn't any different I am giving into the lust of this stranger. He kisses my neck as he holds me close to his body, his hands roam up and down my back rubbing my ass as we danced. He turns me so my back is against him, running his hands down my sides slowly, down the sides of my thigh and back up almost exposing my body by lifting the side of my dress half way. His full lips were so soft on my neck, my nipples were erect and his finger tips gave me goose bumps on my flesh and before I knew it we were leaving and checked into a motel where he used his tie to restrain my hands to the head board, he then removed my thong and roughly he parted my legs and confined them with the sheets so I was his sexual prisoner. He sat cross my hips and began to pinch and twist my nipples that were erect and hard. The burning sensation in my nipple made my pussy ache more for him, he began to tease me by standing beside the bed and he removed his clothing slowly, twisting my nipple every once in awhile after sucking on them and he would smack my ass cheek every so often. He then sat across my chest now his large cock teased my lips as it softly slid across my lips as my tongue darted out to taste the salty clear liquid that began to ooze from its tip. I began to suck on his hard cock like a lolly pop twirling the head in my mouth wanting to feel his hot cum shoot down my throat. Instead he stopped and stood across the room lighting a candle. I was breathing heavy wanting to feel his massive cock inside of me, my skin tingling from the hot lust that is flowing through me. I wanted to fuck him in the worse way. He stood over me dripping the hot candle wax on my nipples and down my stomach, the burning sensation felt so good on my hot skin, I wanted him and this pain he inflicted upon me was driving me crazy, I felt his thumb on my clit as he dripped more wax on my flesh, my hips were grinding up against his thumb, my pussy was throbbing with desire and then I felt his huge cock enter my pussy hard and he moaned as he entered my wet pussy as my juices welcomed him. He grinded his hard cock deep with in me, he untied one of my hands and I slowly dripped the candle wax down his back and on his ass checks, he pinned my hands down onto the bed. "You want to cum on my cock slut?" he asked as he fucked me harder. "Oh yes, I want to cum all over your cock." I told him as he bit my nipple a little harder each time. He moved up on his knees moving me up on his lap taking me deeper onto his large cock as my hips grinded against him to achieve the orgasm I was ready to beg for. He twisted my nipples with his one hand when I felt his finger slide into my ass and he fingered me bringing me into the most explosive orgasm anyone had ever given me. I felt him shoot his hot cum deep inside of my pussy from his throbbing hard cock. We both laid quietly on the bed side by side not speaking just listening to our breathing in the dim lit room. He looked at me smiling as his fingers moved my hair from my face. He ran his finger down my nude body smiling at me. "So what is your name?" he asked me. I looked at him as I sat on the side of the bed shaking my head. He looked at me confused with my sudden distance. I touched his chin softly with my finger tips. "No names, it will only ruin it." I told him dressing and leaving him still a stranger as I did to everyone of my lovers.