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Back Together with His Ex-Wife 01

By: Ghostwalker



As Peter stood in the living room he glanced out the window and saw the car parked across the street again, its headlights were turned off yet the wipers were moving slowly to keep the rain off the windshield. He had noticed the same car twice before while sitting and watching the TV but it had driven away each time it had seen him looking. Now, with the lights turned off, he sat in the darkness and watched ... and wondered...

It was Anna's car without a doubt. He should know ... he had bought it for her just before the separation and divorce. The 280-Z had been her dream car; small, fast, and fire red. He had bought it for her in hopes of stopping the inevitable but the last he had seen of it was as she had driven away from the courthouse. Theirs had been one of those "friendly divorces" that people hear about. They had their fights and disagreements just like any other couple but when their baby girl had been born premature and died it seemed like the life went out of their marriage. They tried grief counseling and everything else that friends suggested but in the end they went their separate ways.

Later he had heard that she had remarried and he had never expected to see her or the car again, yet there it was. Suddenly it made a quick U-turn and came to a stop in front of his house, actually their house as he had never sold it after the divorce. The driver's door opened and Anna slowly stepped out. Pausing, she stood there and looked at the house as if waiting for it to ask her in.

Chuckling to himself, he remembered the many times she had done this after they had separated when she needed or wanted to do something but wasn't quite sure if it was the right thing. The streetlight reflected off of her waist-length blonde hair and her long leather jacket giving her a very mysterious effect as she walked towards the house. He sensed more than saw that something else had changed ... and he was about to find out what as he opened the door.

"Hi," he said jokingly, "You lost or something?"

"No," she replied. "I just needed to get out of my new place and kept finding myself outside of our house. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. Why don't you come in out of the rain and I'll get you something to drink," he offered.

"Thanks. I could use something right now," she replied, brushing against him as she passed and started up the stairs.

Closing and locking the door, he turned just in time to get a fantastic view of her hips gently swaying as she went up the stairs. He also noticed that she was wearing 4" stiletto heels that made her long, tan legs look even better.

"Fuck, she'd never wear those when we were married, no matter how much I wanted her too," he thought to himself. "Still drinking Captain and Coke?" he asked out loud.

"Ya, that will be great but make it a double. I'm in that kind of a mood tonight."

Anna was sitting on the couch waiting when he entered. The lights were still turned off, but she had started a fire in the fireplace while he was making the drinks. Handing one to her she instantly swallowed half before looking at him. "I'm sorry, Pete. I'm not quite sure what I'm doing here. I mean you're my ex-husband. But I kept remembering all the nights we spent sitting like this in front of a fire, talking and other things," she thought to herself, "and realized that is exactly what I needed tonight?" 

"OK, so what's up? The boys just left here yesterday so I know it's not them. So what's the problem?"

Swallowing the second half of her drink, she stood and started pacing. "It's ... umm, ... well, it's kinda like ... SHIT ... This is harder than I thought. Ned and I ... we've ... well we've been having some problems ... and I ... ... ..." Suddenly, she burst into tears, her hands covering her face.

Instinctively, he approached and wrapped his arms around her, gently pulling her head to his shoulder "It's okay. I'm here. I'll help in any way I can," he whispered.

Looking up at him, her eyes filled with tears. "I always could count on you, you know that? Even when we were married and I pushed you away, you kept coming back. But there's nothing any one can do about this." Stepping back she looked at the ground as the final words tumbled from her mouth, "Ned is having an affair. I've had my suspicions for awhile, so I hired a detective and had Ned followed. Today the detective called me up and gave me the pictures of him and a woman together at a sleazy hotel downtown." Giggling as the alcohol began to take effect she continued, "And would you believe it's HIS EX-WIFE. He'd rather be with her than have this ..." 

Anna stepped back further and opened her jacket exposing her lush body. 

Peter was surprised by what he saw. Under the jacket she wasn't wearing anything but a matching sheer black panty and bra set, garters with nylons, and the stiletto heels. With the additional height provided by the heels she was 5-foot 9-inches tall. Her skin was tanned, her hair had always had a natural wave to it that gave it a 'blown away' look and her captivating gray-green eyes appeared to have fireworks going off in them because of the light from the fireplace. 

"I work-out 20 minutes every day and tan twice a week. My measurements used to be 36C-25-34 but I've been taking herbal supplements and my bust is now a 36DD. In fact, I had to call my doctor last week because I started squirting tit-milk all over the place just like when I was pregnant. But that son-of-a-bitch would rather fuck his "ex" than me."

Staring at her, his cock began to do his talking for me. "I don't know about him, but I'd sure as hell rather have you."

A small smile began to appear on Anna's face. "You would? Even after all the shit we went through?"

"Hell, yes."

"Then come here and prove it. When I walked out of the house tonight I knew I was going to get fucked by someone, I just didn't know who and right now you seem the perfect choice. Since our divorce, I've learned to suck a cock so well I can make a man cum in 3 minutes and I love to swallow every drop. I've been fucked in almost every position there is and even found out that I love to tit-fuck and have the cum all over my face and tits."

Standing there he was shocked by the words coming from Anna's mouth and getting excited by her fabulous body as the firelight reflected off of it. Her lightly tanned skin contrasting with the delicate pattern of the black lace made a delicious picture. Her cleavage seemed to go on forever and he could see her hard nipples pressing against the front of the bra, begging to be released. Her French-cut panties were pulled high between her legs and clearly outlining her pussy lips and unless he was mistaken she was shaved except for a small strip above her pussy. When he was finally able to get his thoughts in order he moved, pressing her down lightly, so that she sat before him on the couch.

Without saying a he knelt between her legs as he ran his hands up the insides of her thighs, her skin was warm and subtle, soft and yet firm from all the time she'd spent in the gym and the closer he drew to the junction of her legs the warmer and moister it became. Slowly, he parted her legs further, all the time looking up at her, questioning if this was what she really wanted. Returning his gaze, she answered without a word as she spread her legs as far as she could for him, offering herself without reservation and giving his hands access to her most intimate of places.

Looking down he saw Anna's aroused pussy lips pressed against the crotch of her panties. A barely visible spot of moistness revealing her need as it quickly expanded to a long wet line of desire. Gently, he traced a finger up and down the material before pressing the palm of his hand flat on her pussy as he massaged it. He instantly noticed a change in Anna's breathing as she leaned back further on the couch. Teasingly, he pulled his hand away and resumed running a finger up and down the material with the gentleness of a feather. The soft fabric of her panties moistened until the crotch was soaked with the pussy juices flowing from her and the heady aroma of her arousal filled his nostrils. Silently, removing the finger, now slick with a coating of her juices he brought it to his mouth. She was delicious, just as he'd remembered and the scent of her arousal was driving him crazy with the desire to fuck her.


Anna watched through barely opened eyes as he brought his finger to his mouth and licked the juices from it. "Mmmmmmmm, that always got me so turned on. Watching you lick my pussy juices from your fingers. Ned won't even touch me. Instead he insists I play with myself to get wet for him."

"His loss is my gain," Peter replied as he finished licking her juices from his finger. Gently, yet firmly he reached down and grabbed the material of her panties and pulled them upwards until they were nestled between her swollen pussy lips. It was only then that he returned his fingertips to their exploration. 


Her head fell back as she moaned, allowing herself to surrender to the feelings that were spreading from her pussy to envelop her body. Her hips began to press upwards forcing her pussy against his hand with an almost urgent need for his fingers to be inside of her. He let one teasing finger slide across her exposed pussy lips while his other hand ran down the top of her thigh, feeling her heat. Her moans intensified as she urged him to sink his fingers into her pussy.

"Oh Peter ... oh baby ... please stop teasing me ... put a finger in me ... fuck me with your fingers ... push it into me ...," she pleaded.

Smiling, Peter continued strumming across her pussy lips. They had played this game before and he still remembered how much better the sex was if it wasn't rushed.

Finally unable to take it any longer, Anna reached down and yanked the material from between her pussy lips. Juices flowed from her as if the material had acted as a dam. "Now, god damn it ... get your fingers inside of me! Fuck me," she demanded.

Peter watched the juices flow from her, mesmerized, before placing a finger at the entrance to the womanly core. Gently he slid it in as the moist, warm velvet of her pussy canal pulled it deeper.

"AAaaaggghhhhh, that feels so good. Please ... fuck me with your fingers ... push it into me ... press it deep in my pussy ... Mmmm ... I want you so bad ... I NEED you inside of me!"

Peter withdrew his finger and grabbed the material of her panties with both hands and yanked, the material resisted for only the briefest of moments before ripping and exposing all of Anna's charms to Peter's gaze. A look of surprise momentarily crossed his face a he saw he had been right; her pussy was totally shaved, and smooth with the exception of a strip above it that seemed to point the way to her core.


"YESSSSSSSssssssss," she hissed, "... that's right lover. I started shaving my pussy several months ago and I love it. The feel of my panties sliding across my clit drives me crazy some days but even better are the days when I wear a long skirt with nothing at all underneath. I even came one day from the breeze blowing against my naked pussy, but right now I need to feel your tongue between my legs," she pleaded. "Take me ... do whatever you want with me ... I'm yours ... all yours ... I made a mistake ... I never should have left you ... you're the only man I want ... or need," she said as if asking to be forgiven.

Lust along with a long buried feeling of love and desire flooded through Peter as he leaned forward to look at her pussy for the first time in years. Thick, red and swollen, her pussy lips seemed to be begging to be kissed while her nectar ran from her like a small river down to the crease between her ass before pooling on the seat of the couch. His fingers once again traced and explored the swollen lips of her pussy before sliding into her.

She moaned as she arched her back and pressed against him harder and harder, wanting his fingers, his tongue, something, anything, buried inside of her. She moaned loudly as her head swayed from side to side, her eyes closed, her mind adrift ... as she felt his touch.

Eagerly he moved his head between her legs and pushed his lips against her outer folds, kissing them. They were wet and distended, engorged with blood, fiery red and glistening with the juices that were now flowing from her. Pulling away he stuck his tongue out and returned to her enflamed slit. For the next several minutes, he varied the pace as his tongue darted quickly, flickering over her swollen clit and then slowly licked up and down the full length of her sweet pussy, eagerly swallowing her slick, tangy juices. Occasionally he sank his tongue into her causing her to give a guttural, almost animalistic, moan as she started to grind her hips against his face in a slow and steady rhythm, forcing his tongue to plunge in and out of her ... again and again. Slowly he settled into a steady rhythm, tongue fucking her, building up the pace as he allowed his fingers to wander all over the insides of her thighs, occasionally stroking her wet pussy lips lightly.

Lowering one finger, he pressed firmly against her tight ass sphincter, her cheeks clenched instinctively before relaxing. Her mind swirled from all the sensations that she felt flowing from between her open legs. His roaming tongue on her pussy lips, his fingers massaging her clit and now another finger pressing against her tight asshole. Briefly he paused, moistening his finger with his mouth before he pressed it against her tight hole, waiting for it to relax before he slipped it in. The feeling of his fingers working simultaneously in both of her holes carried Anna away.

"Ohhhhh, my god, Peter. I've never let anyone play with my asshole or stick anything in it but it feels so fucking good right now, I want you too. I want you to finger-fuck my pussy while you lick my clit and finger-fuck my ass. Tonight I'm your and only yours, I'll do anything you want, no holes barred." she groaned, feeling the sensations washing through her body ... wave after wave ...

All too quickly she was bucking your legs uncontrollably as he played with her pussy and ass. Her head thrashed from side to side as she released herself completely to the delicious feelings that were washing over her. 

"That's it, baby ... Slide your fingers into my pussy and my ass ... Fill me with them ... Spread me with your fingers ... fuck me hard with them ... Mmmmmmm, that hurts so good ... Fuck me ... Fill me ... Use me ... I'm your lover ... your slut ... My pussy is yours ... My ass is yours ... just don't stop ... OOOhhhhhhhhh, yesssssssssss ... Do it, baby ... do it," she chanted.

Arching her back she quickly released the snap on her bra and pulled her bra off. Grasping them in her hands she pressed them together, squeezing them as Peter sucked and fucked her pussy with his tongue. Encircling one she pulled it to her mouth and latched onto the nipple, sucking on it hungrily, feeding on it. Peter looked up, leaving her pussy; his mouth slick with her wetness, his lips shining with her pussy juices enthralled when he saw a tiny trickle of thin, white milk escape from the corner of her mouth. The sight of it exciting him to the point that he thought he was going to cum right there and right then. 

Without thinking about what he was doing, he slowly moved up her body, watching as she nursed on her tit; his body throbbing with desire. Anna released the tit she had been sucking on as he reached her left tit, marveling at its beauty as he slowly opened his mouth; his lips parting, her distended, puffy nipple slipping between them before he gently began to suck on it. For a moment nothing happened, then he saw Anna's eyes flicker open. She looked around aimlessly as if not sure where she was before she looked down at him sucking on her tit. Time stopped as they stared into each other's eyes for the longest time. Finally, she moved ever so slowly, reaching down. Grabbing her tit with left hand while wrapping her right hand in his hair, she pulled him tight against her chest forcing the nipple deeper into his mouth as she massaged and squeezed the tit, milking it.

"Yeeessssssss, please," she whispered, pressing his face into the soft, yielding flesh of her swollen breast. "Suck my tits, baby. I want you to suck the milk from them and make them stop aching. I need you to do it. I love the feeling. It makes me feel so wicked. It makes me feel like the adulterous slut that I am tonight. Please, baby, don't stop now."

Peter was stunned and did nothing for a moment. Slowly he realized that she wanted him to nurse on her tit. He began slowly sucking on the great, swollen nipple but at first there was only a thin, watery fluid. 

"Suck harder, baby. You're not going to hurt me. In fact, you're getting me more and more turned one," Anna sighed as she held Peter's head against her and milked her tit for him.

As instructed he began sucking harder and was rewarded when sweet, warm mother's-milk sprayed from the nipple. The look of ecstasy on Anna's face was all he needed to suck harder causing her milk to begin to gush into his mouth. Somewhere deep in his memory banks, the delicate, sweet, sugary flavor of her milk triggered forgotten memories of his childhood and even though his mind had reverted to infancy, his body was alive with excitement. Some almost forgotten primal instinct was guiding him as he pushed his face into Anna's breast. He could feel the heaviness of her breast pushing back against his mouth and he couldn't seem to get enough of her sweet, precious cream as it poured from her breast. Instinctively, he raised his hand to her breast, gently replacing hers, and wrapped it around the fullness of her breast before gently squeezing until the milk filled his mouth and dripped from the corners.

"Oh, yes, Baby, take all of my milk and make it stop hurting," she murmured, pressing his face into her breast even harder.

As he sucked, he could feel the swelling of her breast slowly diminishing and her body began to relax until after several minutes, the flow of milk slowed to a trickle and then stopped. Slowly he released her nipple from his sucking mouth. Turning slightly, Anna offered the big, round softness of her other breast with its glistening pink nipple to his lips. It was like giving a drink to a drowning man as she slowly held the large, swollen nipple to his lips. Unlike before, her rich, thick milk began to flow instantly and quickly filled his mouth almost to overflowing. He pulled at the rubbery nipple with his lips and mouth sucking more and more of the pleasing sweetness of her foamy milk into my mouth.

"Oh, Yesssss. That feels sooooo good. I can feel it all the way to my toes. I can feel how horny it's making me and how my pussy juices are flowing just like my milk. I can feel my juices coating my inner thighs almost all the way down to my knees. If you keep this up, I'm going to cum soon just from having you suck my tits," she murmured as he continued to nurse from her.


Then Anna reached down between them and with the skill of a practiced lover, unbuckled his pants and pushed them along with his undershorts down with her foot. He instantly found the head of his bloated cock resting against the soft, fleshy opening of her wet, aroused pussy. As he felt the heat emanating from her weeping pussy he felt her gently tilt her hips and press herself against him. 


His swollen cock was throbbing with such pain he knew that he couldn't keep from cumming much longer. He had never been so hard or so turned on in his life. It was like having pins shoved into his cock as it pulsated with excitement. 

Still he sucked and sucked until the flow of milk began to decrease. Then gently he ran his tongue over the lactating nipple and felt Anna's body stiffen in response. Mildly surprised by her reaction, he stopped sucking and began to tease the big, swollen nipple with his tongue instead. Less and less milk flowed out, but his tongue became more and more insistent as it tickled and teased the bulging nipple.


Back Together with His Ex-Wife 01



"Mmmmmm, Peterrrrrr," she sighed as her whole body shivered. "I'm going to cum, lover. Don't stop now ... Please ... squeeze my tits ... lick my nipples, baby ... That's it ... Harder, suck it harder ... Pull on the nipple with you teeth, baby. Now ... Babbbyyyy ... Nowww ... Squeeze my tits ... Pull on the nipples ... I'mmmm cummmmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggggg ... ohhhhhh ... godddddd ... I'm cummmmiiinnnnggggg soooooo hard," she screamed.

As he sucked her nipple, he felt her nylon-clad legs spread and pull him closer until his cock nestled between her enflamed pussy lips. Instinctively, her hips tilted upwards trying to pull him into her as she frantically twisted and swayed until she suddenly stopped and collapsed, beneath him.

Anna languished in a post-orgasmic state and made no attempt to stop him from playing with her nipples. Instead she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him against her.

As he continued to play with her nipple, he heard her make soft, little sounds like the content purr of a cat coming from her. Recognizing those sounds, he began to pull and nip at her bloated nipple as he massaged and kneaded the soft flesh of her breast with his hands.

The soft, insistent pressure of her groin against Peter's cock was growing harder and harder the longer he kept teasing her nipple. Then without warning, he felt her hand drop from the back of his head down to his ass. He didn't know if it was an accident or if she had done it on purpose, but her hand was now resting only inches from my throbbing, aching cock. 

His heart raced faster as he felt Anna's hand slowly inch around his waist toward his hard cock. In response he slowly began kissing his way up her breast onto her neck, bringing his cock closer to her hand.

"Oh, Baby," she gushed, arching her neck against my insistent lips.

Lifting his body, he continued kissing his way up her neck. Stopping for a moment, he gently nibbled at the soft, fragrant skin just below her chin. Then his lips traveled up over her chin and quickly down onto her lips.

"Oh," she groaned, pulling his face down and mashing her lips against his.


With their lips pressed together, their bodies seemed to melt against each other and become one. Slowly their kissing became more passionate. Peter slid his tongue into Anna's mouth and was rewarded by another low, primal groan from deep within her.

Suddenly, he felt her hands on his tight, clenched ass, digging her long, red fingernails into it. Unable to postpone the inevitable any longer, he pushed the head of his cock into the burning, cleaving opening of her drooling pussy.

"Arrggghhhhhhhhh," he heard her gasp as their lips broke apart.

Gasping for breath, he felt beads of sweat pop out on his forehead. He was feverish and confused. "Should I stop? This was so wrong. Anna was married to another man now. She isn't my wife anymore. This was adultery. But then again Ned committed adultery first by meeting with his ex-wife at the motel and Anna had said she had made a mistake by getting the divorce and that she wanted me back so did it really matter?" Even as his mind reeled in chaos, Peter realized that he still loved this woman, that he had never stopped loving her and that for now at least, she was his again. He knew that there was no way he wanted to stop now. They had gone too far.

Finding her lips again, he kissed her, deep and long, slowly easing his cock down into her flaming pussy. "This couldn't really be happening," he feverishly thought as his cock continued to slowly slip deeper into the scalding depths of her tight, clutching womanhood. He was fucking his ex-wife. This lovely, gorgeous vixen was his to do with as he desired while pleasing and being pleased by her.

It had been so long, the feeling was indescribable. It was like thrusting his cock into a tight, burning sheath of silky softness that lovingly clenched and squeezed it. Unbelievably, it was hotter and wetter as he went deeper and deeper inside the secret, intimacy of her. There was nothing else to live for, now. He was committing himself to the most wonderful experience capable of imagining. While the physical pleasure was incomparable, the fact that his ex-wife was his partner in the wickedness was almost beyond belief. He had dreamed and fantasized about making love to her again for so very long but he could never have done it without her willing involvement. Here and now she was no longer his ex-wife, she was his soul mate again.

"Oh, Anna," Peter gasped, finally breaking their lip lock.

"It's been so long, Peter, much too long. The first couple of months with Ned I had to concentrate on keeping you out of my mind until I barely remembered how good it was. But now, feeling you deep inside of my, so big and so deep it's all coming back ... and I don't ever want it to stop. I can feel you almost hitting the end of my pussy. It makes me feel so wicked and wanton. I want you to push your cock deep inside of me ... take me hard and deep. I want to feel you hitting my cervix. Fill me with your cock. I need to feel it splitting me," she whispered lovingly into his ear as she thrust her hips up against him.

His cock slid effortlessly into Anna's warmth. It felt like heaven. Even though, he was reveling in the wicked delight of making love to his ex-wife, he didn't feel guilty about it or question it any longer. Instead, he reveled in how natural and wonderful it felt. Making wicked, forbidden love to this beautiful woman was incomparable to anything he had felt in a long time.

Overcome by the delicious feelings pouring from his cock, he pulled it out slightly and then pushed it back down into her fiery sheath in one smooth thrust. As he withdrew a second time Anna looked into his eyes; a look of yearning and lust flowing from them.


"You feel so good inside of me. God I've missed this. I can't believe we could ever give this up and get a divorce."

Suddenly serious, he looked at her as he responded. "It wasn't my idea to get the divorce. You made that decision and we both know why."

Wrapping her arms around his neck Anna pulled him close and whispered into his ear, "I know why and I know now that I made a mistake; a mistake that I'd like to fix tonight. I want you to cum in me, Peter. I want you to cum deep inside of my pussy and get me pregnant with our child. Ned always insists that he use a condom so I'm not on the pill and I want our baby. I want you to fuck me hard and deep and I want you to fill me with your cum."

"But what about you and Ned?" he asked.

Anna kissed him on the lips before answering, "Ned and I are through. I've been thinking about getting a divorce from him for months but after what I found out today I'm not waiting any longer."

"So being here with me tonight is just a 'rebound thing'?" Peter asked with an injured tone in his voice.

The look in Anna's eyes was almost more than Peter could handle and he felt his cock begin to deflate until she pulled him against her so tight he thought he wasn't going to be able to breathe. Then she whispered, softly, "No darling, this is me coming home."

Peter knelt there silently with his cock buried inside of her as he took in what Anna had just said. Then without another word he slid back into the depths of her pussy and continued pushing until the head of his cock was nestled against the opening in her cervix.

Anna took all of him and wrapped her nylon-clad legs tighter around his waist to hold him before she continued, "I meant what I said, Peter. I want a child but not just any child ... I want our child. I want to know what it feels like to be loved again, to be treated like a woman not just a possession," a sultry look coming over her as she finished. "I want to be your 'perfect woman'. Do you remember? Do you remember what you told me the 'perfect woman' was?"

Smiling, as he looked into the face of this beautiful woman Peter replied, "Yes. I told you that the 'perfect woman' was one who could be a complete lady out of bed and a total slut in bed," then teasingly he continued as he withdrew his cock entirely from her clutching pussy, "but since we're not in bed I guess we'll just have to come up with some compromise so roll over. Get on your hands and knees."

Anna's eyes gleamed at what was ahead as she replied sensuously, "Anything you say, lover. You and I both know I love getting fucked "Doggie". This way you'll be able to get good and deep inside of me when you fuck me with your fabulous cock," Anne said as rolled over quickly and knelt on the floor with her breasts on the seat of the couch.

The sight of Anna's heart-shaped ass pointing up at him after all this time was almost more than he could take as he felt his balls begin to tighten and pull upwards but he wanted this to be a memory they would both share for the rest of their lives so he quickly took several deep breaths before moving up behind her. Then, grabbing his cock in his hand he ran it up and down the lust-swollen lips of her pussy coating them with her frothy juices, making sure to hit her clit each time. Her reaction was instantaneous as a gasp would escape from her lips and a shiver ran up and down her body.

"Damn it, Peter. Stop teasing me and fuck me! I need your cock deep inside of me! I need to cum so fucking bad," she hissed.

Peter continued teasing as her grabbed her hip with one hand. "Do you remember the night I told you about what a 'perfect woman' was? Do you remember where we were and what we did?"

"Mmmmmmmm, yesssssssss. It was just after you had returned from basic training. You had told me you loved me and wanted to marry me. I tried to seduce you and that was when you told me about what a 'perfect woman' was," Anna answered laughing lightly, "and then we went to down by the river for a walk. It was there that I proved just how much of a slut I could be and had you fuck me from behind while I held onto a tree. I was just a little over nine months later that Eric was born."

Peter held his cock against the entrance of Anna's pussy as she replied. He felt the wetness of her pussy juices running down across the head of his cock and a need arose in him to do as she had asked and not only fuck her but to fill her pussy with his cum. "I'm glad you remembered because I'm going to do the same thing tonight that I did that night. I'm going to fuck you until you scream so loud that Ned will hear you all the way on the other side of town and then I'm going to fill you with my cum. I'm going to fill your pussy with so much cum it drips from you," he replied as he slid the head of his cock back inside of Anna's waiting pussy. The sensation of her wet, hot flesh wrapped around his aching cock sent a fire coursing up his cock and into his reeling mind as the pleasure from his groin was rapidly becoming too intense to tolerate. 

Peter realized that Anna must have felt the same way as she arched her hips pulling him even deeper inside her hot, wet pussy. As he entered her, he could see her breasts dangling beneath her and rubbing across the couch seat. Soon a thin sheen of dripping mother's-milk coated the seat and reflected off of it as her tits swayed back and forth while he began to drive into her. Then with one final thrust Peter felt the head of his cock thud up against her cervix at the same instant his belly touched her ass cheeks. "We were made for each other," he thought as he looked down at their attached bodies. 

Holding himself deep inside of her hot, sucking pussy, he bent over and kissed the nape of Anna's neck. He knew that was one of her most erogenous areas and was soon rewarded when she turned to look over her shoulder and returned the kiss. Soon their tongues were fighting a battle as old as time as they snaked into each other's mouth. They embraced and kissed deeply with their bodies pressed against each other. 


Without even thinking about it Peter reached under Anna and took a breast in each hand. cupping and squeezing them, but the response from Anna was instantaneous as she felt the electrical surges course through her body and center on her pussy causing the muscles of her pussy to tighten around Peter's cock. "Fuck me, lover. Pump me with your cock. Drive it deep into my pussy. Jam it as deep as you can and fill me with your cum."

Feeling the need arise in both of them, Peter knelt up and grabbed Anna by the hips and began to slide in and out of her in a slow, rhythmic pace.

Anna was far too gone to go slow. Reaching under herself she slid her hand to her pussy and began to stroke her clit as Peter continued to move in and out. "Oh god, Peter, I can't take any more. Fuck me, please. Use me like an adulterous slut and fuck me. I need to cum. 

The passion that was pouring through Peter's body as his pace increased became overwhelming. The thought of who he was fucking and how it had happened; the things that she had said she wanted, all of it rapidly blossomed into a white-hot spasm of ecstasy as the tension in his groin reached the boiling point. It was only with one final grain of will-power that drew far enough away from Anna to place his finger against her asshole and slide it into her.

"Annnnnnaaaaaaa!" he tried to warn her but it was too late. His cock erupted violently inside her, sending a huge gusher of my white-hot cum spurting out into her pussy. 

"Oh, Peter ... oh my god. What are you doing?" she gurgled, reaching around behind herself and grabbing his ass while she pushed back against him. His cock surged into the depths of her pussy until it rested against her cervix while his finger drove past her sphincter and into her ass. The pleasure/pain triggering her own orgasm as she screamed, "I'm ... now ... oh ... oh my ... oh my god ... I'm going to ... now ... don't stop ... please don't ever stop ... fuuucccckkkkiiinnnngggg MMMMEEEEEEEEE ... AAAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE," and wondered for the briefest of moments if Ned would actually hear her.

It didn't matter, Peter heard her and felt her pussy clamp down around his cock trying to milk even more cum from him while the muscles of her ass seemed to be trying to milk his finger as well. Over and over again, he felt his cock jerk and spurt strand after strand of thick, hot cum deep into his ex-wife's hungry, sucking pussy. It was pure heaven as wave after wave of pleasure washed over his body.

"Oh, My, God, Anna, I Love You," he gasped as he thrust himself against her again and again.
Finally, the last strand of cum shot from his cock to coat her pussy walls as they searched for the entrance to her womb. Thoroughly exhausted by what had just happened he collapsed on Anna's back forcing her down onto the couch. 

Neither of them spoke as they lay pressed against each other for several moments. Then, as if reading each other's minds they began kissing and lovingly fondling and caressing each other. 

As they petted, Peter was surprised to find that his cock, still buried inside Anna had barely softened at all. Gently removing it, Peter rolled Anna over so he was once again looking into the face of the most beautiful woman in the world. Anna stretched her arms to him and enveloped him in her embrace as she murmured, "More."

Peter returned him cock to her waiting pussy as she wrapped her still nylon-clad legs around his waist and pulled him deep inside of her. The two lay there like that joined in the most intimate fashion for several moments before Peter slowly began to slide his cock in and out of Anna. Within moments they fell into a rhythm that reminded them of days past; slowly pulling out and then driving Peter's cock back into Anna's waiting pussy. Inevitably, the rhythm increased and their bodies were moving in a heated rhythm.

"Peter, I love it. Fuck me. Fill my pussy again. Can you feel how wet you've gotten me. I need to feel your cum filling me again," she moaned as he fucked her.

Anna ... Anna ... Anna," he heard himself moaning involuntarily as their bodies clashed together over and over. 

Their passion overcame them and suddenly they were going at each other like two animals. Pounding and pushing into her steaming pussy as she bit his shoulder and scratched his back with her nails while her stiletto heels beat against his buttocks; fighting for release from the burning passion within them.

"Fuck me, Peter. Fuck me, hard and deep. Make me cum again. I need to feel desired and wanted. Fill me with your cock and cum in me," he heard her grunt every time he slammed his hard cock into her.

Their hips slammed together loudly as they fucked, sending a frothy mixture of their love juices flying over their bodies. The loud slurping of her pussy as it sucked on his dick could even be heard above the roar of the rain crashing down on the roof, but still they met each other thrust for thrust..

At last, after twenty or thirty minutes of fierce, ball busting fucking, Peter felt his scrotum begin to tighten. He could feel himself nearing the point of eruption as Anna writhed and groveled below him, urging him to fuck her harder and harder.

"Oh, Fuck, Baby, I feel it CUMMMMNNNNNN ...!", she finally screamed as her body tensed and her muscles became as hard as boards as she rocketed off into yet another orgasm.

Peter felt her pussy lock down around his cock, squeezing it so hard he couldn't stop it from exploding.

"FUCKANNACUMMNNNN," he bellowed out at the same time a brilliant flash of lightning filled the room.

Dazed by the blinding bolt of lightning, he felt as if the head of my cock had been blown off inside her. 

Then the whole house shook as thunder followed the lightning.

He couldn't stop cumming inside his ex-wife. Over and over again, his cock gathered itself and spewed out load after load of thick, creamy cum into her clinging pussy. He quickly filled her to overflowing and could feel his cum oozing out around his spasming cock; coating her inner thighs and running down the crack of Anna's upturned ass.

"We did it ... we did it ... we did it ...," she chanted as they continued to fuck. Time seemed to stop as they wrapped in each other's arms and collapsed. Looking down at this beautiful woman, who was once his wife, Peter felt a deep emotional desire to tell her again how he felt.

"Anna, I know this will sound crazy and I want you to know that this is not just fuck-talk, but I love you. I never stopped loving you."

"I know, Peter. I've known for a long time and tonight showed me what I really need in my life and who I want it with. Tonight you've shown me without a doubt that I can be every man's fantasy: A perfect lady out of bed and a perfect slut in bed. But the only man that I want to fulfill those fantasies with is you. I love you, too, Peter."

Peter leaned over and kissed Anna, not the kiss of two frantic lovers but the gentle loving kiss of two people in love. Then he slowly picked her up from the couch and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and climbed in next to her. Wrapping my arms around her as they lay there he asked "What do we do about Ned?"

"Tomorrow, honey. We'll deal with that tomorrow but right now there is one more thing I'd like to do if you're up to it" she replied as she lay there in his arms.

"And just what might that be?" he asked.

"Peter, neither of us was a virgin when we got married but I want to give you something no one has ever had. I want you to fuck my ass. I know that may sound strange since I never let you even touch me there before but after what I felt tonight when you played with it and stuck your finger in my ass, I want you to put your cock deep in my ass and fuck me harder than I've even been fucked before. I don't care if it hurts or not, I want you to be the first to have my ass," she sighed. "Come and take me."

Without waiting for his answer, Anna lifted her hips and slid several pillows under them to raise her buttocks towards him.




Back Together with His Ex-Wife 01



Peter lay on the bed in amazement not only at what Anna was offering him but also in the fact that his cock was hardening again. He had never imagined that the night would be like this. Quickly getting on his knees he moved between Anna's spread legs until the tip of his cock was pointing directly at her pussy. It was then that Anna slid down on the bed further as she hooked her legs over his shoulders and tilted her hips higher. Anna's ass was now totally exposed to him; her crinkly, brown hole pulsing and beaconing.

"Stuff it into me, Peter! Force it into me!" 

Lowering the tip of his cock he pressed it against the sphincter of her tight ass. His cock was so hard that it felt like a soft bar of steel straining to enter into this previously forbidden zone. Slowly Peter pushed forward watching to ring of her ass stretch as it tried desperately to accommodate its girth. Anna's face was taut as he pushed harder against her. But, try as he might, he can't force his cock past the sphincter. Gently he rubbed the tip across and around the brown hole as Anna relaxed. 

Once again Peter placed his cock against Anna's ass and pushed and though it spread slightly Peter suddenly stopped as he realized that they would need more lubrication than what was left of the pussy juices that had leaked from Anna's pussy. Silently, he slid his hand to down her leg to her stretched pussy canal and slipped two fingers in.

"Oh my god, Peter. What are you doing to me?" she sighed.

Peter quickly began pumping his fingers in and out all the time catching the juices that were running from her in the palm of his hand until a puddle had formed. Deftly, he wrapped the hand around his cock and spread the juices from base to tip before taking the remaining juices and coating the outside of Anna's asshole.

Peter lifted his cock to her brown hole once again. This time the head slipped easily past her ass ring, until it met with the tightness of her inner ass muscles. Gently, he buried two inches of head inside her ass as she stretched, the cock pressing firmly against the walls of her ass. She moaned as he withdrew until just the tip was still inside of her. 

"Do it, lover. Fuck my virgin ass. Fill me with your cock. Pound me with it. Fuck me until I scream. Push that big cock of yours all the way inside of me. Fuck me like some common street-walking slut. I want you to pump your last load of the evening into my ass. When we're done I want to feel your cum leaking from my ass just like it was from my pussy," Anna purred as she relaxed her sphincter.

Looking down at her, Peter saw the look of lust and desire on her face, a trail of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth and her face was shining with sweat as she gazed between her legs fixed on the sight of his cock disappearing into her ass.

This time his cock entered her easily and plunged downwards into her as her ass swallowed it whole. Three, four and then five inches disappeared as she stared up at it wide-eyed, all the time moaning, "Auuuggghhhhh, Oh fuck. Yes, Peter. It hurts so fucking good. Stretch my asshole and fill me with your cock, baby. Make me your slut forever. Don't stop. Rip my ass open and fuck me hard."

Peter's cock was now buried in her. The muscles of her ass pulling and drawing on his cock as Anna started to breathe heavily and groan in passion. He knew his cock was stretching her ass wider than she'd ever been stretched, and deeper than she'd ever been penetrated before.

"Oh fuck ... Pete. I don't think I can take anymore", she moaned breathlessly. "Oh fuck, oh. Mmmm ... I never thought it would feel so good. I feel so full. I can feel every vein on your cock as it stretches my ass." she moaned as she stared up at him mesmerized. 

Leaning over so he could grab her shoulder Peter gave on last thrust and forced his cock deeper and deeper into her. Six inches, Seven inches, Eight inches, as her ass strained, her asshole wide and she moaned and grunted like an animal as he kept pressing his cock into her until it sank to the hilt in her ass. Resting there, he let her ass become used to the size of his cock. He knew that Anna had given him the last gift her body had to offer just as he knew that he'd never do anything to hurt her so he waited for her to relax once again.

"It feels so strange and yet so exciting," she whispered. "I never knew that it could feel so marvelous. Everyone I've ever heard talk about this has said how much it hurt or how depraved it is but right now I can feel every nerve in my body and they're all screaming for you to start fucking me, darling."

Starting slowly Peter was soon slamming every inch of his cock into Anna's ass as she gasped and moaned, "Ohhhh fuck ... Yes ... Fuck ... Fuck me with it ... Peter ... Pound me with your cock ...."

Peter continued to drive his cock in and out of her again and again in a steady rhythm until he felt her body begin to tighten. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold off much longer so he increased the pace still more. 

Anna felt the start of her orgasm as his cock slammed in and out of her with a resounding slap of flesh against flesh. His cock was slick with her wetness and slid in and out easily and she felt like the sensations couldn't get any more exquisite. 

Then, Peter grabbed her tits and squeezed; the milk squirting out to cover his chest and drop back onto her ... triggering their mutual orgasm as strand after strand of cum spewed from the tip of his cock into her ass.

Anna instantly went into a wild orgasm. Her ass tightening down on him to the point that he feared that his cock would be pulled off. Her mouth flew open and she screamed a noiseless scream as her body begin to buck and shake she rolled them both over on their sides.

Neither knew nor cared how long they lay like that. When Peter finally had the energy to open his eyes Anna was looking at him a smile on her face.

"I never knew it could be like that. I think that was probably the most powerful orgasm I've ever had. I don't know if I could handle it every day but I definitely want to do this again and again and again. And it's all because of you, darling."

"My pleasure, Ma'am," Peter whispered.

"No, the pleasure was MINE and I can't wait to see what else you've got in store for me!"

"Only time will tell," Peter said as he slid his arm under Anna's head and pulled the covers over them; the sound of rain gently striking the windows as they fell asleep. 



Back Together with His Ex-Wife 02



The following morning dawned bright and warm, the rain from the previous night having disappeared and a new day was starting. Peter woke slowly, his usual morning hard-on throbbing from dreams of the previous night's events. Instinctively, he reached next to himself and found that Anna was no longer there. Saddened, he rolled over. "What did you expect, asshole? She needed someone to talk to last night and to console her, but she still has a husband and a life of her own to take care of, so get over it," he thought to himself. 

Peter was still lying there 30 minutes later reliving the previous night when the covers were suddenly ripped off of him. "What the Fu--," he started to say as his eyes popped open. Anna was standing above him dressed in one of his dress shirts, which she had tied just under her 38DD tits, a pair of his jogging shorts and her high heels looking as desirable to him as she had the night before. 

"Now, now, lover. Is that anyway to talk? I got up and was making some coffee in the kitchen but I couldn't find any cream. That is until now," she said as she looked down at his cock pointing straight up into the air. A sultry smirk formed on her face as she sat down on the bed and wrapped her hand around it. 

"I thought that you had left ... that you had gone back to Ned."

Slowly working her hand up and down his rigid cock she looked at him, "THAT is not going to happen. I told you last night that I had found what I needed right here with you. Now you stay right there and I'll be right back. Then I intend on getting my morning cream directly from the source."

Anna quickly left the room and Peter heard the water running in the bathroom. When she returned she had a washcloth that she quickly wrapped around his cock before sitting down next to him. Teasingly, she slid her hand up and down his cock removing any evidence of their final act of love-making the night before. Then without another word she lowered her head and kissed the top of his cock, slipping her tongue out to slide along the underside and then slowly took the whole length of his cock into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm ... this tastes even better this morning. YOU always did wake up with a hard-on and I just know that you have a big load of cream waiting for me," she purred.

"Oh shit, Anna that feels so good. You keep this up and you'll get your cream real quick."

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear," she smirked as she opened her mouth, flicking her tongue out and licking the head of his cock. She then swirled her tongue over the head and down the shaft until she reached the base. Grasping his cock she pulled it out of the way and descended on his balls, gently licking and sucking them while her hair brushed against the underside of his shaft. Her touch was tantalizing and caused his balls to swell almost instantly until they were big, and full of cum ... cum that he wanted to give her. She continued to tease him as she licked and sucked on them until he had no choice but to pull away but even then she didn't stop her teasing as she licked her way back up his shaft and finally slid his cock back into her mouth. His cock was so swollen with lust that she couldn't take the whole thing in her mouth any more, so she used her hands as well. With one hand she held his balls, and the other hand she wrapped around the part of his shaft that she couldn't swallow, as she slowly stroked up and down its length. Her tempo increased as her tongue danced around his shaft, sucking harder, and stroking his cock and balls with her hands. Soon she felt his balls tighten, and she knew he was ready to explode. 

Peter knew that she loved swallowing cum, so he didn't try and withdraw as his balls pulled tighter and his cock began to leak pre-cum. "Annnaaaaa," he cried out. "I'm not going to be able to hold back much longer, baby. I'm going to cum in your mouth and fill you with it. Ohhhhh, your mouth is so warm and wet, just like your pussy. I'm gonna cum, soon."

Suddenly pulling away, Anna looked at him. Lust filled her eyes and the smell of her wet pussy filled the air. "Come here, Peter. Come and sit at the edge of the bed. I want your cum in my mouth, but I want to do something else too. Come here, baby." 

Quickly he slid to the edge of the bed as Anna untied the shirt she was wearing. Licking her hand she lubricated her cleavage and smiled at him. "Fuck my tits, honey. Slide that big cock of yours between my tits and cum for me. Your slut wants to taste your cum and feel it covering her tits." 

Kneeling in front of him, Anna placed a hand on each side of her magnificent breasts and positioned his cock between them. Shifting her hands, Anna held each tit in place around Peter's cock while taking a nipple between each index finger and thumb. Pinching them just as she had the night before tit-milk began to flow from them to drip onto Peter's lap as she began sliding up and down the length of Peter's cock. 

All too soon Peter felt his balls tighten and prepare to deliver their load of creamy cum. Anna felt the change too and tilted her head down to lick and suck on his cockhead with each down-stroke of her tits.

Unable to sit still any longer, Peter grabbed Anna by the shoulders and quickly matched her tempo as he tit-fucked her. "Anna, I can't remember the last time I felt this turned on. Your tits are so soft and velvety, and your mouth feels like liquid fire when you wrap it around my cockhead. If anyone had ever told me that someday I'd be making love to you like this I would have told them they were nuts but right now I want to fuck you just like this. I want to slide my cock up and down that valley of yours and cum all over your tits. I want to see it coating them and dripping from you nipples." 

"That's right, lover, fuck my tits. I want to feel your cum shot from your cock and splatter on my chest. Come on, lover. Fuck me. Fuck me, harder. That's it. Fuck my tits. You're going to make me cum this way. I've never cum when someone has tit-fucked me before. Cum on me. Give me your cream, baby," Anna purred.

Hearing her pleading like this triggered Peter's orgasm. "Here you go, baby. Squeeze your tits together. Hold them together good and tight so it feels like I'm fucking your pussy. Arrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh, here it comes. Here's my cum, baby." Spurt after spurt of cum flew from the end of his cock and landed on Anna's chest, slowly sliding back down between her tits to increase the lubrication on his cock.

Feeling each spurt splatter against her, Anna tilted her head downwards to catch the last of his cum in her mouth. At the same time she pinched her nipples and he watched in amazement as tit-milk sprayed all over his cock and stomach while her body shook and quivered as her own orgasm surged through her. "FFFUUUCCCKKKK MMMEEEEE, CCCUUMMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!!!"

Spent, Peter collapsed back on the bed and watched Anna as she scooped each strand of cum from her chest and sensuously lick it from her finger. Then she slowly leaned over him and began to lick the excess cum and tit-milk from my semi-hard cock.

"Mommy and Daddy milk... Mmmmmmmmmm. Thank you, lover." 

"Hell. I should be thanking you. That was fan-fucking-tastic."

"I'm glad you like it, because I love the idea of waking you up like this," she purred as she kissed him. 

Peter had never tasted his own cum before and was shocked that instead of being turned off he found his cock hardening even more.

Anna felt it too but smiled as she pulled away. "As much as I want that, I really do need to eat so why don't you get up and take a girl to breakfast?"

Laughing, Peter got out of bed and grabbed some clothes to wear while Anna went back downstairs to the kitchen.

When he entered the kitchen a few moments later he found Anna sitting at the table massaging the last of my cum into her tits. "They say it makes a fantastic moisturizer," she said as her face seemed to glow in the morning light.

Glancing down he noticed a letter that she had obviously been writing before coming back up to the bedroom. It was addressed to her husband so Peter quickly looked away as his face reddened from jealousy and a touch of anger. His emotions were confused to say the least. He had just spent one of the most fantastic nights of love-making he had ever experienced with of all people my ex-wife and here she was writing a letter to her present husband. Had it just been a 'one-night-stand'? Was she simply using him to get back at Ned for having an affair with his own ex-wife? Did he even have the right to ask himself these questions since she was still Ned's present wife and not his or had the two of them connected in a way that they had never experienced when they were married? Unsure, he simply asked, "You ready to go, sexy?"

Suddenly serious and quiet, Anna replied, "I'd like you to read the letter I wrote to Ned before I send it. I don't ever want there to be any secrets between us like before."

Picking up the note Peter read:

Ned, 

I've known for some time that there was trouble in our marriage. I've tried to talk to you about it, but you were always too busy or had to go somewhere. Recently I hired a detective to find out if I had anything to worry about and my worst fears were confirmed. I know about you and your "ex" and have the pictures to prove it.

I'm seeing a lawyer to file for a divorce today. Since we live in a "No Fault" state I don't think there will be any problem with that part. What might cause trouble is the property division. The law says that we have to split everything 50/50, but as you're aware I had the cottage, the car, the furnishings and most of the money before we were married and I want them back. So I'll make you a deal. I get my property back and I won't drag your "ex" into court and sue her for "Personal Injury, Mental Duress, etc.," for destroying our marriage. You know me well enough to realize I'll do it. I might not ever get my property back, but I guarantee you and your "ex" will never get to enjoy it either if you fight me about this.

I've contacted Peter to come and get the boys and bring them to his house to live with him until things get settled.

I'll give you until the end of next week to have all of your belongings out of the cottage, after that I'll have them removed to a storage site where you can get them ... or maybe I'll just have them sent to your "ex's" house.

Anna

After reading the note Peter looked at Anna and asked, "Do you mean what you said here?"

"Yep, I'm through with that bastard. Let his "ex" take care of him."

"And what about us?"


"Well, I think I'd better get away for awhile. The boys will be safe with you and if Ned found out about us there'd be hell to pay especially after what I just threatened him with but I meant what I said earlier. My life is with you, now and forever."

Momentarily, Peter sat there surprised and unsure of what to say while he thought about all that had just happened between them, then he quietly replied, "Okay, I don't agree with you leaving but if that's what you want. You know I'll be here if you want or need me."

"Hey. Don't be so glum. The future is ahead of us and I still want to spend some more time with you before I deliver this letter. So what say you take me out to breakfast and then we come back here and fuck our brains out?"

The idea of spending the day fucking Anna instantly brought Peter's cock back to life and straining inside of his pants. Without saying a word he helped Anna to her feet and pressed her back against the kitchen table. Sliding his jogging shorts down her legs as he took a seat and smiled, "Breakfast is served."

Anna slid onto the table as his hands grabbed her legs, and spread them apart. Peter rested her legs on his shoulders, and his tongue began to explore her inner thighs which were already coated with her juices. Her legs spread wider, as if they had a mind of their own, revealing the lust-engorged lips of her pussy. Teasingly he leaned forward and gently blew on them. Anna's back arched and she dug her heels into his back pulling me closer.

"That feels so good, lover. Do it again ... play with my pussy ... lick it ... suck on my clit ... fuck me with your tongue ... do whatever you want with me ... just don't stop," she gasped.

Leaning forward again he gently kissed her neither lips. Her body tightened and began to quiver as a primal moan escaped from deep within her. She was soooooooo wet that Peter felt her juices running out of her pussy and coating his chin before dripping down between the crack of her ass cheeks. He had always loved the taste of Anna's pussy juice and today was no different as he extended his tongue and slid it between her pussy lips. Her body tensed and quivered as he probed deeper. Within moments he felt her orgasm begin to build in her toes and spread up through her body. Her pussy muscles sucked on his tongue until he was as deep as he could go, then using a trick he had once seen in a porn movie he pulled it out and licked over her clit as if he were licking an ice cream cone ... her response was instantaneous as her back arched off the table and her legs clamped around his head.

Grabbing his hair and pulling him closer she screamed, "Yes ... yes ... yes ... more ... more ... I'm going to cum, lover ... Fuck me with your tongue ... push it in deeper ... don't stop ... please, don't stop ... LICK ME, BABY ... THAT'S IT... FLICK YOUR TONGUE AGAINST MY CLIT ... NOW, BABY, NOW ... I'M ... OH, GOD ... OH, GOD ... OH, GOD ... I'M CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG." 

Peter had never experienced a woman 'squirting' before and was surprised as her juices exploded from her pussy onto his tongue and face. He lapped up every drop he could. In all the years they had been married he couldn't recall Anna ever responding as she was now as she lay quivering in front of him. Slowly she loosened her hold on him and he pulled away before sliding up her body until the tip of his cock begin to probe against the wet opening of her pussy. 

"Yessss," she hissed as she wrapped her legs around his hips, locking her ankles behind him and pulling him to her.

Peter's cock slid past her lips and into her heated center as she tightened her hold on him. Then with one long thrust he buried his cock into her until he felt the head nestled against her cervix once again. Instantly, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her. 

"Mmmmmmm, Peter. I feel like such a slut. I've never felt this way before. It's like my pussy is in control of me and I can't get enough of your cock. I'm all yours, lover. Do anything you want to me. Fuck me. Fill my pussy. Cum ...," she whispered before she paused. Then shifting she gave him a long, passionate, loving kiss before finishing, "... cum in me and give me another baby. Fill my pussy with your cum and knock me up. When I came here last night the only thing I wanted was to be fucked but now I realize what I truly need and have always needed is to be loved, loved by you. Fill my pussy darling. Fill me with your cum and give me a baby ... our baby. I made a mistake when I left you and a bigger mistake when I married Ned, but now I know without a doubt where I belong and I'll never make that mistake again."

Overwhelmed by what he heard Peter stood up and looked down at Anna. Here was the woman he had loved and lost, or so he had thought, asking him to get her pregnant with their child; telling him that she wanted to part of his life again not just for the night but forever. This wasn't the first time she'd made a similar comment since she had come over the night before but something inside told him that if there were any doubts now was the time to ask, "Are you sure?"

No longer concerned with being a "Proper Lady", Anna pushed Peter off of her and onto the chair that was behind him. Sitting up with a determined look on her face she answered him, "I made a big mistake when I left you, not only in the way that I left you but in the simple fact that I left the only man I ever truly loved and who truly loved me. So from now I on I intend on making up for that mistake any time, any place and any way I can. Starting right now," she said as she spun around and positioned herself above his cock. Then without any hesitation she lowered herself on him and drove his cock into the depths of her pussy. Afterwards she sat there and they savored the feeling of having him so deep inside of her again.

Never one to keep a good thing from becoming great, Peter began to lightly caress and massage Anna's back as she sat on him, sending chills throughout her body.

Almost imperceptibly Anna began to respond by grinding herself down onto Peter's lap as she reached between her legs and strummed a finger across her clit causing her pussy muscles to clamp and unclamp around his cock. Looking over her shoulder at him she purred, "Grab my tits, baby. Make them squirt my milk all over the place. I want to feel it and see it spraying all over. It makes me feel so fucking hot."

Doing as she asked Peter reached around her and palmed her large breasts with his hands while he pinched her nipples between his index finger and thumb. Anna squealed in passionate delight - she loved all this attention. Her milk instantly flew from her nipples and sprayed across the kitchen; covering the counters, floor and table. Tilting his head, Peter stared at the twin pair, loving the sight of Anna's tit-milk spraying from each of them while some of the milk dribbled from his hands and landed directly on Anna's inflamed clit and pussy lips. 

"OH, FUCK! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! NOW FUCK ME, BABY! FUCK ME DEEP AND HARD! COME ON, BABY, AND REALLY GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK MY BRAINS OUT! FASTER! FASTER," she screamed as she began to wildly bounce up and down, impaling herself on his cock with every once of energy she had. 

Though she had always been a passionate lover, Anna continued to amaze Peter as she screamed louder and louder, telling him what to do and what she wanted. The sensations quickly overwhelmed him, while Anna continued to fuck him like some sex-starved nymphomaniac. Weakly, he held onto her waist as she fucked him, driving his cock up against her cervix and the opening to her womb. Anna gasped with each stroke, "COME ON, HONEY ... FUCK ME FASTER ... PLEASE, BABY, FASTER ... HARDER ... DEEPER ... I'M ALMOST THERE ... FUCK ME, BABY ... FUCK ME ... I ... CAN ... FEEL ... YOU ... DEEP ... INSIDE ... OF ... ME ... AND ... IT ... HURTS ... SO ... FUCKING ... GOOD ... CUM ... WITH ... ME .... AND ... FILL ... MY ... PUSSY ... WITH ... YOUR ... CUM ... NNNNNOOOOWWWWWWWW!"

Unable to keep up with her, Peter held her as she skyrocketed into a massive orgasm. The flow of her pussy juices running across their laps, the chair and pooling on the floor. When her orgasm slowed, Anna slid from his lap and kneeled on the floor, pushed her ass high into the air as she cradled her head in her arms on the floor. "Your turn, lover. I want your cock in me NOW!"

Peter didn't need any more invitation as he kneeled behind her and thrust forward burying himself deep inside her again. They started a slow, steady fucking motion which soon became faster and faster as their passion built. When they'd been married the two of them had fucked in the "doggie" position many times because Anna had always said it was her favorite. She had told Peter that she loved the feeling of his cock thrusting in and out, while his balls slapped her clit. "This feels so good, Anna," Peter murmured. "I can feel your pussy walls grabbing at my cock and pulling at them. It's almost like you're some Bitch-in-Heat who wants to be bred." 

"I am a bitch-in-heat. Your bitch ... your slut ... I want your cock ... I want your cum ... I want your baby," she panted. 

Each time they thrust against each other Peer felt his balls slap against her clit and her body quiver as a grunt or moan escaped from her. He knew that she would cum again in minutes and wanted them to cum together this time so he reached under her and grabbed her tits; playing with the nipples as they rocked in unison. 




Back Together with His Ex-Wife 02



Though Peter hadn't been celibate since their divorce, Peter couldn't think of a single time that it felt as wonderful as it did right then making love to Anna. He was deeper than he had ever been before with her. He could feel the head of his cock pressing against her cervix and wondered if it was possible to actually push himself into her womb. All too quickly he felt his balls pull upwards again as they prepared to send yet another load of his cum surging up through his cock but this time it wouldn't be into Anna's mouth or across her tits but deep inside of her. This time they weren't pretending or sex-talking, this time Peter knew without a doubt that Anna wanted his baby and he wanted her to have it. Instinctively, he grabbed her waist and thrust his cock all the way inside her sending strand after strand of thick, creamy cum into her. "Auuuggghhhhhhh, Anna," he growled. "Can you feel it? Can you feel my cum filling your pussy? Can you feel it spurting from my cock and coating the inside of your pussy searching for your egg to get you pregnant again with our baby?"

Anna thrust back against him as hard as she could as he was slamming into her. She was taking everything he had, and loving it. As she felt the first of his "spurts" she used the muscles of her pussy to milk every drop from his cock and she had yet another orgasm. "FUCK ... YES ... BABY ... I FEEL IT ... I FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME ... I FEEL IT FILLING ME ... POSSESSING ME ... CUM ... BABY ... FLOOD ME WITH YOUR CUM ... FILL ME UNTIL OUR JUICES FLOW FROM MY PUSSY ... HARDER ... BABY ... DEEPER ... FUCK ... MEEEEEEE ... I'M ... CUMMMMMMINNNNGGG ... NOW ... PETER ... NOW ... FILL ... ME ... NOWWWWWWW," she wailed.

The two soared off into the bliss of a mutual orgasm as Peter's cum filled Anna's waiting pussy, searching to start a new life. Sated, for the moment at least, they collapsed on the floor, spooning with each other. Peter's cock was still embedded in Anna's pussy acting like a plug with one arm under her head and the other wrapped over her and gently teasing her nipple. He barely had a chance to be thankful for the fact that he had decided to put throw-rugs on the tile floor before he heard Anna whispering.

"You keep playing with my nipples like that, Peter, and you better be ready to fuck me again. Ever since I started taking those herbal supplements it's like I have an electrical switch directly from my tits and nipples to me pussy and right now you're definitely starting to turn the switch higher."

Laughing softly, he answered, "I' don't think either of us has the energy for another round like the last one." And as if to prove the point his cock slid from her pussy to land limply against his thigh.

"You're probably right. But we still haven't eaten and I NEED a shower. Mind if I use yours?" she joked.

"Not at all. You know that anything I have is yours."

Smiling mischievously, Anna reached around and gave his cock a quick squeeze as she got up and headed for the shower, "Anything, huh? I'll have to remember that."

Drained he got up and looked at the kitchen. Tit-milk was splattered everywhere while Anna's and his cum juice was pooled on the floor. Suddenly smiling, he thought to himself, "Not a bad way to start the day." 

Hearing the shower go on and Anna singing to the latest radio tune, Peter decided that cleaning up could wait for awhile and headed for the bathroom myself. He entered quietly and saw Anna's silhouette against the shower door. Then he suddenly heard a low moan followed by milky-white liquid spraying against the opaque glass of the shower.

"Damn you, Peter," Anna whispered to herself, "You start playing with my tits and get me worked-up again when you're too tired to do anything about it. Fuck, I'll just have to take care of it myself."

Quietly moving to the toilet, so Anna wouldn't hear me, I took a seat and watched the shadow show. Anna's hands were massaging her tits and squeezing the nipples, causing the tit-milk to splash and spray all over the shower stall. "Oh, this feels so fucking good. Why couldn't Peter be here to do this? Mmmmmmmm," Slowly her left hand descended to her flat, toned stomach and then to her nearly-bald pussy. I could see her hand start to rub up and down her slit and quickly smelled the delicious aroma of her pussy filling the room. "Ohhhhhh, fuck. This feels sooo damn good. I'm gonna cum again." Anna stopped and bent over at the waist, sliding her hand further into her crotch. "Fuck! Peter stretched me so much that I've got to use three fingers to fill me. I've NEVER needed three fingers to get myself off with Ned. That fucking, little dick, Son-of-a-bitch. I hope his cock rots and falls off inside that bitch of his." Giggling, "But that's okay, because now I'm Peter's bitch. His slut. Auggghhhhh, this feels so fucking good. Come on, baby, fuck me. Fill my pussy. Yessssss, that's it. Play with me ass. Mmmmmmm ... Finger my ass," then after a pause Anna continued, "... Fuck my ass, lover. Fill my ass with your cock again and fuck me hard and deep. Treat me like the slut I ammmmmm... Peterrrrr, Auggggghhhhhhh."

Peter's cock had hardened from listen to Anna's fantasy conversation until he couldn't take it any longer. Standing up he moved to the shower door and pulled it open. Anna was standing there with three fingers frantically pushing in and out of her pussy while another finger was frantically reaming her asshole. A glazed, lust-filled look in her eyes, Anna looked over her shoulder at him. 

"I heard you call my name and thought you might need some help," he said, "and I guess I was right."

"And just how long have you been out there listening to me?" she asked.

"Long enough, slut. Now move those fingers from your ass and I'll take care of your problem."

"Mmmmmm, yes. That sounds fantastic." she replied as she removed her finger from her ass.

Watching as she kept the three fingers in her pussy, Peter stepped up behind Anna and slid his cock between her soap, slick cheeks. Anna's tits were pressed against the shower door, milk streaming from them when she felt him begin to massage the sensitive opening of her asshole with the blunt swollen head of his cock. She started to pant as the head penetrated slowly, his cock parting and stretching her tight and twitching asshole just as it had the night before. Anna felt her asshole stretch and relax to take his cock inside of her. Then drawing back he slammed into her ass stuffing several inches inside of her waiting channel.

"AAAAAAAAH," she screamed. "WHAT THE FUC..mmmmmmmmm" she moaned as his cock sank deeper and deeper. 

"Fuck it, Anna. Fuck my cock with your ass. The ass that I took the cherry from last night. Fuck me with that tight ass. Clamp your muscles down so you can feel me fucking you and filling you with my cum, slut," Peter whispered into Anna's ear as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. 

When he finally entered her completely he began to steadily drive back and forth. Anna, her ass rapidly growing accustomed to his cock, began to arch and un-arch her back, her ass and pussy now rocking between his cock and her fingers. The feeling was overwhelming to her. Quickly falling into a rhythm old as time. One in, one out, the other in, the other out.

Grabbing her hips, Peter slammed his cock as deep as he could inside of her ass. A moan escaped her as he rammed his cock into her tight asshole again and again. 

"Oooooh! Please keep filling me with cock! Don't stop! Fuck me like a slut ... a whore ... a common bitch-in-heat. That's what I am right now!" she murmured. "Ooh ... fuck me ... FUCK ME ... FUCK ME!" Anna said in tempo to Peter's thrusts as he fucked harder and harder. "I'M GONNA CUM, PETER ... OH SHIT ... I'M GONNA CUM ... FUCK MY ASS ... FILL IT WITH YOUR CUM!" Anna yelled. Pumping with the intensity of two animals, Peter buried in her ass and her fingers now a blur of movement in her pussy, Anna grabbed the top of the shower door to keep from falling over. Her entire body began to quake with each thrust of his cock. Lost in the delirium of lust, Anna began to babble, "My man ... my ass ... his ass ... his slut ... his pussy ... his and only his." Then her body contracted with an orgasm she never dreamed possible. "OOOOOH! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUUUMMMIIING!" Anna's body exploded in an almost blinding convulsion.


Peter was no longer able to hold back and began to spew a load of cum deep inside of her ass. "OOOOOH, FUCK, ANNA! HER IT COMES! HERE'S MY CUM, BABY! I'M FILLING YOUR ASS WITH MY NICE HOT CUM, JUST FOR YOU!" 

The world around them seemed to have disappeared while they were making love but the cold water of the shower quickly brought them back to reality. Climbing from the shower they noticed that it was already mid-afternoon. They had been making love all morning long. 

Quickly drying each other they returned to Peter's bedroom and Anna began to get dressed. Just as she slid on her panties a large pool of their cum dripped from her pussy and landed on them. Anna stood there looking at it as she realized that in less than 18 hours, Peter had cum in her pussy three times, on her tits once and in her ass twice, and that she had never felt more satisfied or fulfilled both emotionally and physically then she did at that moment. Then looking up she saw Peter standing there, a loving smile on his face. Any doubts she might still have had disappeared at that moment as she pulled the cum-filled panties up and pressing them against her equally cum-filled pussy and ass. She finished dressing in Peter's shirt and shorts and slipped on the stiletto heels from the previous night before turning towards Peter again. "I need to see a lawyer and then deliver this letter to Ned, but I'll be back later for more of this." she smiled as she kissed him.

After she left Peter noticed Anna's dress, garter and hoses lying on the chair next to the bed and a feeling of dread filled him. Anna didn't return that night but just before 8:00PM the following night he got a frantic phone call from her:

Ned went ballistic and is threatening to hurt me so I'm on the run. I'll call as often as I can. The papers are filed so, please, go and get the boys so that SOB can't hurt them. I love you, Peter. Always remember that.

And the phone went dead.



Back Together with His Ex-Wife 03



Peter didn't hear from Anna directly for several months after the phone call, though he did see her car drive past the boy's school several times while he was waiting for them. Then one day a friend of hers, Janice, stopped him in the street and whisper, "Anna says, 'Hi, and that she misses you," as she dropped a note in his hand.

The note simply read:

Peter, 

I miss you and the kids terribly. I miss and need you to hold me, but it's not safe to be with you yet. Ned is still after me and making threats about what he'll do to me if he catches me. The court case is scheduled for next Tuesday and then I'll be able to come to you ... and cum for you ... TeeHee.

Love, Anna

That was on Thursday, Tuesday was only 5 days away, just five days until the start of a new life with Anna & the kids. So Peter waited. Finally Tuesday came ... and went ... and Wednesday ... and Thursday, but still no Anna. On Friday, he began to make discreet calls to people who might have seen or heard from Anna. All of them denied knowing about where she might be. He even went to the police to file a "Missing Person" report but was told that because he was not her husband or a blood relative he couldn't file the report. Dejected, he finally went home. 

Two more days passed before Peter got a call from Janice, Anna's friend. She spoke in a whispered voice and told him to meet her in a bar about 15 miles out of town at 7:00PM that night. Anxious, he arrived early and took a booth in the back of the bar to wait. When Janice walked in the place he instantly knew that Anna was in big trouble. Janice was wearing over-sized sunglasses and the black lights in the bar seemed to high-light the bruises on her face even more. Standing, he offered her a seat, which she took with a nervous smile.

"What happened to you?" Peter asked.

Looking down at the tabletop she responded with one word, a word that sent chills down his spine. "Ned." 

"What do you mean? Where's Anna? What happened? Is she okay?" the questions tumbled from his mouth.

Removing her sunglasses, Peter instantly saw the typical "Raccoon Eyes" that come from a broken nose as well as several smaller bruises on her cheek. She returned his look. "There are other bruises that son-of-a-bitch gave me that you can't see that hurt a whole lot more then these, but I think we should go back to your place to talk and look at this. Then you can ask any questions you might still have," she said as she held up a videotape for him to see. Quickly, they rose from their seats and headed for the bar door.

Exiting the bar Janice looked over her shoulder to see if Peter was there and ask, "Can we use your car? Mine is too well known around town and there could be trouble if it was seen in front of your house."

Walking quietly to his car, Peter opened the door and held it open while Janice slid into the passenger's seat. They didn't say a word during the ride though Janice did give him a curious look when he headed in a different direction than she was used to.

"I bought a new place a little ways out of town in anticipation of Anna coming home. Anna always loved the country so I figured it would be a nice surprise as well as a good start on a new life together."

Janice simply nodded and kept watching through the rearview window as they drove to the new place and pulled into the attached garage. After pulling in, Peter closed the door before Janice got out and entered the house.

"Want something to drink?" he offered.

"No. The doctor has me on pain medications and I'm not supposed to drink when I take them. You might want one though."

Mixing a drink, he thought better of it and left it on the counter realizing that he was going to need all of his senses tonight for what was about to come. Then joining Janice in the livingroom, he took a seat across from her.

"Peter, Anna told me all about you and her. She also told me how she started craving sex after being with you and how hard it was while she was on the run. What you probably didn't know is that Mark and I have a very open marriage. We enjoy sex with each other but also with others. This video is from the night after I met you in the street. Anna and I had been drinking and well ... ... ... things happened. The beginning of the tape isn't really all that important in comparison to the end. That is where you'll get the answers you're looking for." 

Janice walked to the tape player and popped the tape in. Instantly the screen showed Anna and Janice sitting on a couch with Anna crying.


*****


"Jan, I'm not sure what I'd do without a friend like you. Ever since I told Ned that I wanted a divorce he's been trying to get a hold of me and if only half of what he's threatening to do would come true I'd be in really big trouble. There just doesn't seem to be any way to get away from him except keep running," Anna sobbed as she took a large drink from the glass in front of her.

"It's ok. You're safe here. Mark and I will make sure Ned doesn't get anywhere near you," Janice replied soothingly as she gently ran her fingers Anna's hair.

"Mmmmmm, that feels good. Peter strokes my hair just like that and it ... well, you know," Anna sighed as she took another drink.

"Does Peter do this too?" Janice questioned as she lightly traced her fingers over Anna's forehead and down across her nose to her cheeks, chin and ears.

"Oooohhhh, yesssssss. It gets me all tingly inside," Anna purred as she finished her drink in one long shallow.

"And what happens when Peter does this?" Janice asked as she slid her hand down the front of Anna's top and cupped a breast in her hand.

An almost imperceptible shiver ran through Anna as her eyes opened. "Janice, I don't think ..." but she was unable to finish as Janice gently squeezed her breast. Instead she took a deep breath before continuing, "I've never felt like this with a woman before," she moaned as Janice traced the now protruding point of material that covered Anna's hardening nipple.

"Shhhhhhhhhhh, it will be ok. I promise. You've already told me how much you enjoyed the sex with Peter and how much you miss being touched so let me help you," Janice finished as she leaned over and lightly brushed her lips across Anna's.

Peter could tell from Anna's reaction that the alcohol had done its job as she responded to Janice's touch and her legs slowly spread. What surprised him for the briefest of moments was when the camera moved to get a close-up of the two women kissing and Janice's hand pinching the material covering Anna's nipple. It was only then that he realized that Mark must have been there though the two women continued to ignore him.

Anna's arms slowly encircled Janice's neck and pulled her closer as they shared their first kiss. They're eyes were closed as if shutting out the rest of the world. Then Janice parted her lips and touched Anna's lips with her tongue. Anna moaned softly and responded by opening her lips to allow Janice's tongue to enter her mouth. The two sat there embracing and kissing as the camera continued. The passion and attraction between the two seemed to sweep them away into another world. When they finally stopped Janice smiled down at Anna and said, "Well, that was unexpected."

Anna giggled. It was obvious she was too excited to actually speak as she pulled Janice back towards her.

"Would you like to kiss some more?" Janice teased softly. Anna simply nodded as Janice's lips once again descended to hers. As their lips met Peter could see their tongues darting back and forth between them as their kiss became more passion-filled.

Suddenly the scene changed and Peter saw Anna lying on her back with Janice lying on top of her. Anna's arms were wrapped around Janice caressing her back and hair. Janice's kisses occasionally moved from her lips and mouth to the sides of her face and neck causing a soft gasp or moan to escape from Anna. He could tell from Anna's reaction that Janice had found one of her 'hot spots' as she began to grind her hips up against Janice's thigh. It was then that Janice's hand moved down Anna's side to the bottom of her t-shirt and then back up again towards her breast.

Anna seemed to hesitate as she moved her hand from Janice's back to block the movement upwards. It was obvious to Peter that Anna was fighting some inner battle until she slowly moved her hand away from Janice's and whispered, "Yes" as she shifted and pulled her t-shirt up over her head to reveal a sheer, black, half-shelf, lace bra.

With all the confidence and skill of someone who had done this before Janice resumed kissing Anna's neck as her hand traveled upwards to cup Anna's exposed breast and nipple. "Do you like what I'm doing? Do you like the feel of my lips on your skin and my hands on your tits?"

The tape left little doubt that Anna was responding to Janice's touch and kisses as she reached over Janice and tried to pull her top from her pants. "Yesssss, please don't stop. I never imagined it could feel so marvelous to be with another woman."

With a knowing glance at the camera Janice pulled away and stood next to the couch. In that case I think we both have too many clothes on," she purred as she removed the pins holding her hair in place and allowed it to cascade down to her buttocks.


Peter had never seen Janice undressed before and quickly became excited as she slowly stripped for Anna. Janice stood 5-foot, 6-inches tall and typically wore loose baggy clothing with her auburn hair pulled up in a bun. Now watching the tape, Peter saw what it was that she was hiding. 

Anna continued to lay on the couch as Janice pulled her top over her head to expose a red lace bra that barely held her 36C breasts in place before removing her "Daisy Duke's" shorts to uncover a pair of matching panties that highlighted her 27-inch waist and 34-inch hips.

Without even realizing he was doing it Peter caught himself glancing at Janice and wondering what she was wearing under her clothing at that moment before quickly returning to the tape.

Anna now sat up and moved with the grace of a cat as she reached behind her back and released the clasp of her bra. Then slowly standing she pushed her hip-hugger jeans and panties off to pool around her ankles before stepping out of them and giving Janice her first look as Anna's nude body.

Not to be outdone, Janice quickly removed her bra and panties to reveal that, like Anna, her skin was a golden tanned brown with only the slightest sign of tan-lines and her pussy was completely shaved. What took Peter by surprise was that Janice had a ring piercing each of her labial lips and a small lock that held them closed.

Peter's attention was once again drawn to Janice as she sat next to him until he saw her move on the tape. Slowly she moved towards Anna and began kissing and nibbling on her neck while her hands caressed up and down the sides of her body.

Anna shivered with pleasure and moaned softly as Janice continued to kiss her neck before moving to her shoulder and then back again. Instinctively, Anna wrapped her arms around Janice and pulled her closer, pressing their naked bodies against each other.

Peter could see the passion growing between them until Janice pulled away and said, "Why don't we take this someplace a bit more comfortable?"

Anna only nodded as Janice took her by the hand and led her down the hallway. Mark followed and continued taping the two women as they entered the bedroom.

Janice quickly climbed up on the bed and Anna followed. Janice rolled onto her side as Anna crawled up next to her and lay on her back. Janice quickly resumed where they had left off and Peter watched in amazement as she kissed Anna while running her hand over Anna's breast, gently fondling and squeezing them.

The shiver the rolled over Anna's body told Janice all she needed to know at that point and she slowly kissed lower and lower until she was kissing the upper portion of Anna's globes. It was obvious to Peter that Anna's body was now in control of whatever was going to happen as a soft sigh escaped her lips and she began to run her fingers through Janice's hair.

Janice knew exactly what that meant without a word being spoken as she moved lower and delicately brushed her lips over Anna's right nipple. Anna's body quickly responded as Janice shifted to the left nipple and did the same. Delighting in what she was doing to Anna, Janice leaned over and lightly licked across the nipples before blowing on them. Peter watched as they hardened even more and Anna began to shift and move her hips. Peter could only imagine how wet Anna was and how the intoxicating aroma of her pussy must have been filling the room.

Janice continued to lick around Anna's right nipple teasing it as she massaged the breast and nipple on Anna's left side. After nearly 10 minutes of this teasing Janice leaned over and took Anna's right nipple between her lips.

Peter already knew what was about to happen as Janice wrapped her lips around Anna's nipple and began to suck on it and was only mildly surprised by the look on Janice's face as Anna's tit-milk began to flow into her mouth.

"Yesssssssss," Anna hissed as she pulled Janice against her nipple. "Suck my tit, Jan. Ahhhhhh ... so fucking good. Oh god, I need this. Lick my tit, baby. Play with my tits. Ohhhhhhh ... I'm going to cum already. Mmmmmmmm, yessssssssss" she whispered as she arched her back to force more of her tit into Janice's mouth and a small orgasm overtook her.

Janice continued stroking Anna's tits and sucking on them until she calmed down before shifting to lick between her tits and down to her stomach. "You have such a sexy looking stomach, Anna. It's hard to believe that you've had two kids. You're going to have to tell me your secret after Mark and I have any children," she said breathily before going back to kissing and licking down Anna's body.

Peter was so engrossed by what Janice was doing to Anna and how she was responding that he actually missed the belly button ring that Anna now had until he saw Janice pulling on it with her teeth before plunging her tongue into belly button. 

Anna's response was immediate as she squirmed under Janice. "That feels unreal. I never had anyone play with my belly button like that and even Peter doesn't know about the ring yet. It just feels so wonderful," she sighed as Janice proceeded to kiss and lick lower until she slid between Anna's spread legs and licked around the outer lips of her pussy. Once again a sigh escaped Anna as Janice began to lick up and down her partially open slit from bottom to top, stopping just below Anna's clit. Teasingly, she continued like this for several moments before lightly flicking just the tip of her tongue across Anna's clit.

"Oh, my god ... oh, my god ... yes ... yes ... again. Please do it again, Jan. Don't stop. Please don't stop. It feels so good," Anna pleaded as she threw her head from side to side while grabbing the bed sheets.

Janice did exactly as Anna asked, reaching under her and cupping an ass cheek in each hand as she pulled Anna closer as she licked and flicked her clit.

Peter watched as Anna began to frantically pump her hips up and down against Janice's tongue while she grabbed the back of Janice's head in her hands and mashed her face tightly to her pussy and clamped her legs around the sides of Janice's head like a vice before exploding with the ferocity of a volcano. "CCCUUUUMMMMMM... IIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG, JJJAANNNN, NNNOOOWWWWWWW," Anna shrieked as her back arched until only her shoulders and feet remained on the bed.

Janice kept gently licking and sucking on Anna's clit the entire time and when she came down from her orgasmic high she was embarrassed to find Janice gasping for air when she finally released her from between her legs. 

"I'm so sorry, Jan. I have no idea what came over me," Anna spoke softly.

Janice simply looked up at her and smiled. "That my darling is called a mind-shattering orgasm and it was my pleasure to give it to you so please don't be sorry," she replied as she moved back to lie next to Anna.

"I'm definitely NOT sorry for that. I loved every second of it. It was so ... so ..."

"Intense ... different?" Janice finished.

"Yes and yes. It's like nothing I've ever felt with a man. That doesn't mean I'm giving up on sex with Peter, but who knows ..." Anna finished with an impish grin. Suddenly they both laughed before Anna gave Janice a shy look. "Do you want me to do that to you too? I don't know if I can do it as good as you did, but I'm willing to try."

Janice's face lit up like a Christmas tree as she answered, "I would love it if you did that to me baby. Don't worry about how well you do, sex is like a day off from work, even when it's bad it's good. And, if you're not that good, we'll just have to keep practicing until you are," she said devilishly when she saw that Anna was still apprehensive. 

"Ok," Anna said still very nervous about what she was going to do and how well she'd be able to do it. 

"Anna, it's actually really simple. Just do what comes naturally and go with the flow. Remember what felt good when I did it to you and you'll do just fine. I promise," Janice said as she stroked the side of Anna's face softly. 

Anna smiled at Janice nervously and they moved into a kiss; though this time it was Anna who took the lead. At first it was a soft tender kiss as their lips barely brushed against each other but it soon became more urgent and passionate. 

Peter watched as Anna's nervousness melted away and she became more and more passionate. Soon she maneuvered herself so that she was partially on top of Janice as they made out like a couple of teenagers and before long she was nibbling on Janice's ear and kissing down her neck as she moaned softly.

"Mmmmmmm, you're a quick learner," Janice sighed. "That feels so good. You're doing great baby."

Encouraged by Janice's statement, Anna kissed down to her breasts and started licking and sucking on first one nipple and then the other. 

"Yes baby. Oh that feels so good suck my tits baby," Janice moaned as she began running the fingers of both her hands through Anna's hair. "Use your hand to play with the one you're not sucking," she said.

Anna, was indeed a quick learner as she sucked, licked and nibbled on one nipple while she captured Janice's other nipple with her free hand and began to tease it. In a matter of seconds both of Janice's nipples were hard as rocks and she was moaning softly. It was obvious that Anna was enjoying what she was doing as she nursed on Janice's nipples before she started planting soft kisses down her body until she got to the top Janice's slit. Kneeling up, Anna took a look at Janice's pussy and its lock. Her pussy lips were swollen and parted slightly, and her juices glistened in the soft light of bedside light.

Anna sat mesmerized by the sight of Janice's pussy as she gently began to run her fingertips across the outer lips. Then she suddenly looked at Janice and asked, "Your pussy looks so hot and tasty, why do you have it locked?"

Janice laughed and Peter could hear Mark's laughter as well as Janice replied. "Actually, that is Mark's fault. You see, he and I have an open marriage which means we can fuck anyone we want, anytime we want. The problem is that I got so far ahead of Mark that he said I needed to wait fro him to catch up. So as a joke I had the rings and lock put on. Now if I want to have any fun I have to ask him first."

Anna quickly looked at the camera as she asked, "Do you mind?" The answer was immediate as a small set of keys came flying from off-camera to land on the bed next to her.


Anna trembled as she picked up the keys and tried to get the key into the lock. After missing several times she looked up at Janice, "I'm sorry. It's just that ... well ... I've known you for years and never knew you looked so sexy and your pussy is just ... absolutely gorgeous." 




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"That's ok baby take your time," she said patiently. 

Anna gave her a small smile as she reached for the lock once again. This time she easily unlocked it and watched as it opened like the pedals of a flower in front of her. Anna slowly reached out and gently caressed Janice's pussy with her hand. 

"Mmmmmmm, nice and soft and gentle. Just like I like it," Janice moaned as Anna's hand moved over her excited pussy. And then as if she were in a trance Anna shifted so that she was lying on her stomach between Janice's spread legs. 

Tentatively Anna stuck out her tongue and brought it to Janice's pussy for the first time. "Soooo nice. Sweet and tart at the same time. Absolutely perfect," she whispered from between Janice's legs as she began to mimic Janice's earlier movements and licked her tongue up and down Janice's wet slit.

Janice quickly began to moan as Anna slid her tongue between her distended neither lips and deep into her pussy. Her hand flew to the back of Anna's head and pulled her tighter as she began to pant, "Right there. That's it. Just a little bit harder. Just a little more. Oh god, you're a natural pussy licker, baby."

Peter could tell it was also effecting Anna as he heard her moan and she started to rub her pussy against the bed.

"So good, darling. I can feel you licking every little nook and fold of my pussy. Ohhhhhhhhh," Janice sighed in contentment as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. 

Anna seemed to enjoy tongue fucking Janice's pussy. Though she had never said anything to Peter about being interested in another woman it was obvious that was getting great pleasure from what she was doing and Peter couldn't fault her for that. He had always enjoyed eating a woman's pussy, especially Anna's, and knew that the more you gave the more you received in the end which was only too evident from Janice's moans.

"Mmmm ... mmmm ... mmmm ... lick me, sweetie ... lick my pussy and suck my clit. Stick your tongue deep inside of me and drink my nectar," she moaned as Anna ate her out. 

It was at precisely that moment that Anna decided to attack Janice's swollen and erect clit as she dragged her tongue up her slit and over it. "OHHHHHHH GAWD!" Janice screamed in pleasure as she mashed Anna's face against her pussy. 

With that kind of reaction, Anna got down to some serious clit licking and sucking. First she moved her tongue around Janice's clit in a clockwise circle, and then after about a dozen laps she reversed the direction. Janice was going crazy as her pleasure built, moaning loudly and writhing her body all over the bed. Anna quickly changed from circling Janice's clit to licking up and down pressing her tongue deep inside of Janice before moving up to her clit each time. What ultimately sent Janice over the edge was when Anna sucked her clit in and out of her mouth almost like she was giving it a blowjob. Peter knew all too well what that felt like.

On every inward suck Anna flicked the tip of her tongue over Janice's clit so now it was Janice's turn to rocket off into orbit. 

Peter glanced over at Janice to see her reaction and saw the light sheen of perspiration coating her forehead as the aroma of her arousal filled the room. But he was quickly brought back to the tape at the sound of Janice's orgasmic screams. "OH my god ... oh my god ... what are you doing to my, darling ... I'm going to ... oh fuck ... CUMMING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

It was now Janice's turn to thrash about wildly on the bed and clamp her thighs tight around Anna's head while she held her face so tight against her own pussy that Anna could hardly breathe. Anna had learned well so she didn't stop licking for a second. She was still determined to do her best to make Janice cum just like she had. It was obvious from the look on Anna's face that something had just happened that she wasn't prepared for and Peter looked over at Janice.

Her reply was quick and to the point, "She got me so turned on that I squirted for the first and only time in my life ... so far."

There was no doubt about it when the view on the tape moved in for a closer view and it showed Anna's cum-covered face eagerly lapping up more juices from Janice's spasming pussy. Janice seemed to cum forever, but when it was finally over and she weakly pushed Anna's face away from her pussy pleading in a soft whisper, "No more. I can't take anymore."

Anna sat up on her knees between Janice's spread legs and grinned from ear to ear. Her face was shiny and wet from her nose to her chin from Janice's juices and Jan was lying limp and exhausted on the bed panting shallowly as she tried to recover. Softly, Jan patted the space on the bed next to her and said softly, "Come lay down next to me baby." 

Anna quickly lay next to her and the camera faded as the two of them drifted off to sleep.

Peter looked over at Janice and asked, "Ok, so you and Anna are now lovers. What does that have to do with what may have happened to her?"

Janice appeared uneasy as she answered, "I guess I could have skipped this part of the tape and the next for that matter but I wanted you to know exactly how things went down that night. So if you'd like I can fast-forward the tape to the very end and we can watch that next."

Peter was definitely interested in what was at the end of the tape but curiosity got the best of him and he replied, "In for a penny, in for a pound. So I guess we'll just keep going from where we are.

Janice nodded and started the tape again. It appeared to be some time later and faded in one Janice and Anna already involved.

"That's my girl. Cum for me baby," Janice said in a sultry whisper right next to Anna's ear as she rubbed her finger across Anna's clit.

"Mark had gone into another room after Anna and I fell asleep. A couple of hours later I woke up with Anna's head on my shoulder and her tits brushing against mine. I got so horny that I woke her up and we started playing with each other before Mark even knew we were awake," Janice interjected as Peter watched the screen.

It only took a few moments before Anna arched her body off the bed again and a strangled moan came from deep inside of her.

Janice smiled and the wrapped in each others arms as they kissed, the long, passionate kiss of two people who were involved with each other. After awhile Janice sat up and left the bed but not without first telling Anna, "Just stay there, lover. I've got something special planned for you." 

Several moments later she returned and Peter was amazed to see that while Janice was still nude she was now wearing a sexy large strap-on dildo. Like everyone else he had heard of them and even seen a few modeled in various adult catalogs or in a porn movies but never on someone he knew much less on someone sitting right next to him.

"Pretty sexy don't you think?" she asked Anna.

Looking suddenly serious Anna replied, "Not bad ... and that strap-on's not too bad either," before she began to laugh.

Peter found himself looking at the dildo and had to agree, even if grudgingly, that it was sexy. The waist strap appeared to be made of black, crushed velvet with a swirl pattern on it while the straps and belts were made of silk none of which blocked access to the wearer's ass or pussy, but the most intriguing thing was the dildo itself. Realistically flesh colored, it was about 8-inches long and 4-inches in circumference with a slight twist and lift to the left. Suddenly, Peter looked as Janice who was staring back at him with an embarrassed look on her face.

"No, it's not your. Well, not quite. Anna told me way back when the two of you were married how good a lover you were and that your cock looked very similar to a certain porn star so when I bought my toy I decided I'd fantasize about you when I used it."

Peter wasn't sure what to say so he looked back at the screen as he watched Janice climb back onto the bed and crawl between Anna's legs. She leaned down to lightly kiss the inside of Ann's leg as she worked her way upwards. Moving slowly she kissed her knee and inside of her thigh, then the small patch of hair just above her pussy and then zeroed in on Anna's belly button charm before moving upwards again. Peter watched as the dildo grew closer and closer to its final target while Janice went on giving Anna small little kisses as she made her way up Anna's body to her breasts. Leaning over she licked Anna's cleavage before moving to her left nipple, swirling her tongue in circular motions around the crinkled areola before moving to the right nipple.

"AAArrrggghhhh," Anna groaned in frustration. "You can be such a fucking tease."

"A tease I may be, but I can guarantee before we're done you will also be fucked," Janice quipped in reply as she looked into Anna's eyes without ever stopping what she was doing. Then suddenly she sucked Anna's right nipple into her mouth, capturing it with her teeth and pulling back on it stretching her breast before releasing it to pop back into its place.

Unbelievably, Anna moaned in pleasure as Janice did the same to the opposite nipple before latching onto the right one, sucking on it and flicking her tongue across the hardened nipple. Her breathing quickened as Janice cupped her left breast and squeezed it while pinching the nipple. Tit-milk erupted from the tip and spray across Janice and the bed.

"Jan, please stop teasing me," Anna pleaded. "As much as what we did earlier felt good right now I need that cock you're wearing inside of me. I need to feel it filling me, please."

"I understand, darling. I just wanted to make this the very best I could for you. Being fucked by another woman with one of these," she said as she looked down at the dildo pointing out in front of her, "is much different from being fucked by a man."

"How?" Anna asked.

Not wanting to lose the feelings of the moment by talking too much, Janice simply replied, "Well for one thing this thing never gets soft. And the second thing is that because it doesn't get soft a woman can play multiple times and in multiple ways throughout the night. They can be slow and gentle or they can be hard and fast or any combination in between."

"Mmmmmmm, I like that idea."

"So, are you sure you're ready?" Janice asked.

"Yes," Anna replied as she spread her legs wider and stretched her arms out to Janice as if to embrace her.

"Ok, lover," Janice said as she leaned forward and kissed Anna while she reached down between her legs and took the dildo in her hand and guided it to Anna's waiting pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," Anna moaned as Janice rubbed the head of the dildo her her pussy to lubricate it and line it up with her hole.

Then without another word Janice pushed forward stuffing the tip of the dildo into Anna.

"Sssssssttttt," Anna hissed.

"Are you okay?" Janice asked as she began to pull away. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No, it's just different than I thought."

The two women sat there patiently for a few moments before Janice again tried to press forward, but instantly Anna winced in pain again.

"I'm sorry, baby. I'm going to pull out and we can find another way."

Anna quickly wrapped her legs around Janice's waist and held her there. "NO. I know what's wrong I'm just not sure how to take care of it." 

With concern in her voice Janice asked, "What's wrong, sweetie. Tell me and maybe we can figure it out together."

"Actually there are two problems but taking care of the first will also take care of the second."

"Ok, tell me."

Anna hesitated before replying, "The first problem is that this thing is made of rubber and either my pussy is too dry or we need to get some lubrication on it. The second problem is that I haven't been fucked in several months and so it just seems to be too damn big."

Janice sat there with the dildo still in Anna as she tried to figure out what to do. Then the answer seemed to jump out at her. Looking down at Anna she said, "We have one of three choice, well actually one of four, but the last choice is to quit. The first choice is for me to pull out of you and get the lubricating gel I have in my closet. The second is to have Mark put down the camera and have him try to find the gel which could take forever ... or ... you could slip your fingers into my pussy and use my juices to lubricate the dildo."

A mischievous look flashed across Anna's face as she replied, "I don't like options 1, 2, or 4 but the idea of using your pussy juices is definitely getting me turned on."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Janice purred as she shifted and brought her pussy within Anna's reach.

Bracing herself on her elbow, Anna sat up and reached between her legs where she found the dildo. Then following it upwards she found the base and directly behind that she found Janice's slick, warm pussy. Quickly sliding two fingers in she moved them around to coat them before pulling them out and coating the artificial cock.

"Mmmmmmm, you keep playing with my pussy like that and I guarantee you're going to have me cumming all over your hand in just a few more seconds," Janice sighed.

"Is that so?" Anna quipped as she slid her fingers back into Janice's pussy and began to move them in and out. "Fuck ... gonna happen .. gonna cum ... gonna flood your hand with my juices ...," Janice panted as a low guttural cry burst from her and her juiced gushed into Anna's waiting hand. 

Anna quickly coated the cock with Janice's juices as she knelt between her legs. "Ok, now lets see if this is going to work."

Janice slowly pushed forward and several inches slid into Anna stopped her. "Are you ok?"

"Yesssssss, I just need a few seconds to let my pussy get used to this huge monster you have between you legs right now."

Leaning forward Janice kissed Anna until she whispered, "Now" into her ear. Then in one long, slow thrust she buried the dildo into Anna.

Anna mashed her lips against Janice, whether from passion or to keep from scream Peter wasn't sure but Janice soon pulled the dildo back so that just the head was buried inside Anna before easing it back and forth into her pussy, pushing a little more of it into her with each thrust. 

Instantly, Anna wrapped her legs around Janice's hips to help lift herself up to meet each of Janice's thrusts and she began to chant softly each time the dildo pressed against her cervix. "Ohhhhhh ... ohhhhhh ... yesssss ... fuck ... more ... harder ... deeper ..."

Janice slowly increased how hard and fast she was pumping into Anna with the dildo. Before long she was slamming the entire length of the dildo in and out of Anna's pussy so hard and fast she was making her body bounce back and forth on bed with each of her thrusts. Anna's juices were flowing from her so heavily the silk straps on the harness were sopping wet and every time her pelvis crashed into Anna it splattered their thighs and belly's with pussy juice. 

"Oh my god ... oh my god ... Ohhhh ... yes ... I'm gonna cum ... Janice ... don't stop ... Pleeeeaase ... don't ... stop!" Anna cried out as she felt her orgasm building.

"That's right, lover. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock!" Janice panted while never slowing her thrusts. Gently, Janice slid her arms underneath Anna and wrapped her hands around Anna's shoulders so she'd have more leverage and started pounding her pussy like there was no tomorrow. 

"OH FUCK! OHHHHHH ... YES ... FUCK ... MY ... PUSSYYYY! CUUUUUMMMIINNGGGG," Anna screamed as the strongest orgasm of the night overtook her.


Janice rammed the dildo in and out of Anna as hard and fast as she could, sweat dripping from her body onto Anna's already glistening one. Her body felt like it was building a charge that was filling her from the tip of her toes to the top of my head. Then with a suddenness that took her bye surprise Janice's orgasm ripped through her. She had never orgasmed while playing the male role with any other woman but tonight everything was different. "AHHHHHhhhhhHHHHH!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her eyes screwed shut and she could see fireworks bursting behind her eyelids, her body was tingling like it was electrically charged and she started convulsing because her orgasm was so intense that it threw her body into chaos. 


*****


Leaning over Peter picked up the VCR control and pressed the 'Paused' button. Sitting there in his livingroom, he had the watched the woman he loved make love to another woman not once but twice yet, strangely, it didn't bother him. Instead, there was something else nagging at the back of his mind that he just couldn't put his finger on. Turning to Janice he said, "God, she looks absolutely beautiful. But ... something is different. Jan, is she okay?"

Jan hesitated before answering Peter. "Well ... um ... they say that some woman look better when these things happen to them. I mean ... umm ... Peter ... Anna is pregnant. She was about three and a half months along when this tape was done. She's sure it is your baby."

"My baby? You mean Anna and I are going to have a baby?" Peter yelled excitedly, then became serious as the surprise left him and shock set in. "SHIT ... she told me the night we made love that she wasn't on the pill any more because Ned always insisted on using a condom. I just never thought it would happen so fast. When were married it took us three years before she got pregnant with Eric and another two years after that before she got pregnant with Tony. Does Ned know?"

"Ned can't have kids according to what Anna told me, some kind of accident when he was younger. That's why Anna went off the 'pill'. We all know now that the real reason Ned insisted on using a condom was to prevent catching anything from the 'professional women' he was screwing when he wasn't with Anna or his ex-wife. As for the pregnancy I don't think Ned knew then but ...," Reaching over Jan turned the VCR back on and the tape continued.


*****


A shadow and a voice suddenly appeared on the screen as Mark entered the scene. "Hey, sweetheart, filming the two of you has really gotten me horny. Mind if I join in?"

Jan looked up with lust glazed eyes at Mark and smiled. "Oh course, baby. You know that what's mine is yours. Besides I need a good, hard fucking after what Anna and I were just doing. I hope you don't mind fucking me though Anna is totally off limits to any man except Peter."

"Not at all, honey. I could us a piece of familiar pussy tonight."

Jan rolled onto her hands and knees spreading her legs wide and lifted her pussy up into the air as she slid her hand between her legs to spread her pussy lips. Mark quickly knelt behind her and slid his cock into her dripping, wet pussy. Jan moaned softly as the huge cock seared into her flesh. Even after nine years together and an open-marriage she preferred Marks' cock filling her pussy. Sure some of her other lovers had bigger cocks or had been able to last longer but for a woman in love there is no one better than her man. Sighing, she reached around and grabbed his hand to pull him tighter against her.

"Fuck me, honey," she groaned. "Fuck me. Shove your cock into my slit ... I want it all. I want to feel it right up inside me and tonight I want you to cum deep inside my pussy. I want you to fill me just like Peter filled Anna when they were together."

Slowly, Mark pressed deeper and harder. He gasped as her hot pussy convulsed frantically on his cock as it burrowed and plowed into her soft, eager, wanton pussy. Her head jerked to one side and she whimpered in pleasure, her chest heaving. Knowing what she liked best, Mark reached under her and took a breast in his hand, cupping and squeezing it before pulling on its nipple. 

Jan groaned, clenching his arm, her hips arched high, her buttocks taut, and her pussy squeezing and sucking hungrily on his cock.

"Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it! Take it sweetheart! Take my cock!"




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"Ohhh ... uhhhh yes ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... yes ... ohhh uhhh oh ma uhhh ... ahhh ... yes ... oh ma uhhh ahh ... unhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhh Oh oh oh!"

Now gripping Jan's hips tightly, Mark began to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, burying himself in her until he felt the tip of his cock brush against her cervix. 

Janice gasped and moaned, arching and writhing erotically under him, squeezing and crushing her breasts in an eager frenzy.

"Fuck me! Fill me with your cum! Fuck me hard and deep! Don't ever stop. Don't ever stop loving me. I'M CUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG!" she wailed.

Her cry triggering Mark's orgasm as it pulsed up the length on his cock. Instead of pulling out as he usually did, tonight he drove deeper into Jan and held her there as strand after strand of his baby-making cum rocketed from his cock to fill her pussy and coat the walls of her cervix before beginning their trip upstream in search of an egg.


*****


Quietly Jan leaned over and whispered, "This next part is what you're interested in. Watch the left side of the screen."

Shifting his gaze Peter noticed a shadow that had not been there earlier. A hand reached out and grabbed Mark ...


*****


... smack ... crash ... "Ummmmpppphhhhh" ... smack ... SMACK ... CRASH ... THUD ... THUMP.

"That's what you get, you pussy whipped little shit, I told you that if you saw this slut you were to let me know right away. Instead I come here and find you fucking your old lady after she fucked my slut of a wife." Ned entered the screen as Jan started to stand. "Oh, no, you don't. You dike bitch." Grabbing Jan he hit her in the face ... thud ... thud ... THUD.

Jan collapsed to the floor and Ned continued kicking her before he walked to the side of the bed and looked down at Anna. A sudden look of terror crossed Anna's face as he grabbed her by the hair. "Time to go for a trip, bitch. No one leaves me unless I say so, and right now I have the perfect idea what to do with your pussy and those milk-spraying tits of yours."

Pulling Anna by the hair, Ned dragged her from the bed and out of view. The last sound Peter heard was Anna screaming, "NO, NED. I SAID NO, GOD DAMN IT. LET ME GO. AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee ... ..."


*****


"That's all there is, Peter. Mark was taken to the hospital with two broken ribs and I have a broken nose thanks to that son-of-a-bitch. We have no idea where he took her. Mark didn't want me to show you this video because we're afraid of what Ned might do if he finds out, but Anna is a friend and she needs you more now than ever ... If you can find her."

Stunned, Peter sat looking at the screen before turning to Jan. "Okay. So we know that Ned took Anna ... and we know that Ned hasn't been seen in town for almost a week ... we can assume that Anna and he are together ... the only question remaining is where?"

Jan shrugged her shoulders as she rose from the couch, "You better take me back to my car now."

"Oh, ya, ya. I'm sorry just thinking and trying to figure this out."

"I understand. You keep the tape and by the way ... that was the first and only Anna and I had ever been together. She was lonely, we got drunk ... you understand."

Nodding his head, Peter led Jan back to the car and drove her to the bar.

As she got out, she looked back at him, a tear in her eye. "I hope this helped. And I REALLY hope you can find her. Good-bye, Peter."

Peter watched as Jan climbed into her car and disappeared into the night, trying to decide his next move. Anna's life and that of their unborn baby rode on his decision. When no new ideas came he drove home. The vision of Anna's terrified face replaying in his mind the whole time.



Back Together with His Ex-Wife 04



Two more months passed without a word about Anna. Peter had taken the video to the police and they assured him that they'd continue to work on the case. In the meantime he spent hours on the "NET" talking to people about Anna and asking them for any help they might be able to give. Several said that they traveled quite a bit for their jobs and would keep an eye out, but still nothing. 

Then one day he got a letter in the mail. It simply read: 

IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR NED TRY A LITTLE TOWN JUST SOUTH OF LOREDO, TEXAS. 

With nothing else to go on Peter packed and headed South that evening. Fortunately, he has born in Texas and had relatives there, as well as some of his "NET" contacts. Calling ahead he told everyone about the letter and asked for help. Offers of a place to stay, money, or even a gun where made. Peter asked that they meet him in Laredo and be prepared for a trip across the border. 

When he arrived two days later, he found 14 people waiting at the motel he had registered at. He gave each a picture of Anna and another of Ned and watched as they disappeared to become the eyes and ears of his search. 

One person stayed behind. A woman in her early thirties, named Beth, stood in the doorway. Long, raven-black hair, chocolate-brown eyes, a deep Southern tan, but with a long sundress that revealed nothing of what might be underneath. "You know they won't find her," she said. 

"Really? And why is that?" 

"They're all nice folks, and they mean well, but the area of town that your 'Ex' was probably taken her to isn't safe for their kind. They'll either be smart enough to stay away from it or too stupid and get hurt." 

"Sounds like you know that area yourself ...," he replied. 

"Lets just say that part of my ill-begotten youth took me to the area." 

"... and you think you might know where to look?" 

"Ya. I know where to look and who to talk to, but only if it's just you and me. I don't want anybody getting hurt. Okay?" 

Some gut-instinct told Peter that this woman knew what she was talking about as he stretched out his hand, "Deal." 

Taking his hand, she shook it. "I'll be back in an hour with some 'friends'. Be ready," then she left. 

Unsure of what the day would bring, Peter grabbed a quick lunch and returned to his room. He watched the clock tick slowly as an hour passed and he dreamed of Anna. A knock at the door brought him back to reality. Quickly opening the door he found a totally changed Beth and six of her "friends." 

Gone was the meek, average woman he had met earlier. Instead Beth was dressed in a red sports bra, that looked two sizes too small as her nipples pressed against the material, a pair of black hip-hugger latex pants, that appeared to have been painted on, and black heels. Her hair flowed loosely over her shoulders and she had applied just the right amount of make-up, which was topped by ruby-red lipstick. Her six "friends" were all over six-foot tall and dressed in biker clothing that was obviously their own. 

Beth quietly stepped into the room, with her friends following. "I guess introductions are in order. Peter this is Roy, Guy, Hank, Phil, Matt, and Toby. These are the friends I told you about. Guys, this is Peter." Each nodded and shook my hand as he was introduced, but never said a word. Beth continued, "The boys and I are going to check things out. I want you to stay here until we get back." 

"That wasn't the deal. You said that you and I would be looking together." Peter replied. 

Taking him by the hand, Beth walked him to the back of the small room before responding, "Look, Peter. You'd stick out like a white flag in some of the places we need to check. The guys and I can move around without any problem. We're all "upstanding citizens" now, but we've all had our times south of the border when we were younger. I know this is hard but you haven't seen Anna in months, just give us a couple of hours to find her and make sure we can do it right to keep her safe. It's one o'clock now. We'll be back here by three-thirty to let you know what we found. Okay?" 

Reluctantly, he agreed and stood in the doorway as they left. 

Time again seemed to stand still as he waited; yet barely thirty minutes had passed before Beth returned. "I think we found her. She's working in one of the better 'houses' just off the main drag. She looks a bit different, but as a whole she looks healthy. The owner of the place seems to have a soft spot for pregnant women, cuz' she's working the bar as a waitress instead of working on stage or in back. You'll need to change into these and come with me to make a definite ID," she said as she handed Peter a small backpack stuffed with biker leathers and colors. 

Grabbing the bag he headed for the bathroom. 

"Umm, Peter. Considering what might have to be done I think you should change out here and get used to people seeing you naked." 

Stunned, he stopped in his tracks. "What do you mean by that?" 

"Well, if it is Anna, there are only two ways of getting her out of there. The first is a major fight, probably including guns that could get her hurt. The other is to pay for her. The catch is that you can't pay the money it has to come from the people in the audience. You and her will have to go up on stage and perform by which I mean fuck." 

"You're telling me that Anna and I will have to make love in front of the people in the bar and hope we do good enough to get the money to pay for her freedom?" 

"No and yes. You're not going to 'make love' to her. You're going to have to fuck her hard and get her screaming, get her begging for you to fuck her harder and to make her cum. When she's hot and has the audience turned on, pull out of her and tell them if they want to see more they will have to pay. Make them toss the money up on the stage for you to see. Don't start again until you have at least half of what you need to buy Anna. Then fuck her as hard and long as you can. Have her squirt tit-milk over some of the guys in the front row to turn them on more. These are usually the 'regulars' and are hardened to the routines. Finally, when you do cum you'll need to pull out and cum on her. Doesn't matter if it's on her ass, her face, her tits, or all over her pussy. They just need to see the cum. That is what impresses this type of guy. You got all of that?" 

"Ya, I guess so." 

"Okay then strip. Let's see what we have to work with." 

Grabbing his shirt Peter pulled it over his head and threw it on the bed. Beth's description of what was going to be needed had given him a huge hard-on that was tenting the front of his pants as he reached for the zipper and pulled it down. 

Beth's eyes followed his every move. 

Unbuttoning his pants, Peter pushed them down along with my underwear. His cock sprang from its confines, pointing directly at Beth. 

"Verrryyyy niicceeeeee. Good length. Plenty of thickness and hard enough to break a board from the looks of it. Anna's getting a good deal by being with you. The only problem is that if you go in like that you won't last a minute and then forget about getting the money and Anna. I guess I'll just need to help with this situation ...," Beth purred as she knelt in front of him, "... let me do that for you." 

Without another word, she took his hard cock in her hand, and started stroking him expertly, as though she had performed this task a thousand and one times. Peter started to protest, but the words wouldn't come. The warmth of her hand, the slow, steady rhythm she was using to pump his hard shaft stifled them in his throat. Their eyes met and locked in the mirror. Was that a hint of a smile on her lips? 

Releasing his cock Beth removed her top revealing her tits. Average in size and shape they had just the slightest sag. They were capped with light brown areola and nipples that were hard from her excitement. A small snake tattoo on her right tit drew attention to her cleavage. 

Following his stare, she lightly touched the tattoo. "You like my little reminder? It is a present from when I was down south. It was originally the letter "S", but I had it changed. All working women are branded like this, including Anna. It stands for "slut", which is exactly what I was and am. But now I belong to the guys, more or less. They are the ones that came and got me from the same 'house' that Anna is working in ... and paid for me exactly the same way you and Anna will pay. All six of them fucked me that night to earn the money. In fact, there was enough left over to set ourselves up here in town and start our new lives. As soon as we crossed the border they released me from my contract and set me free. Now we're all friends, though I sometime do perform special 'favors' for them." 

Reaching out, Beth took Peter's cock and began to stroke it again. It didn't take long for the soft, rhythmic strokes to overwhelm him and for the pressure to build. It took even less time for him to clamp his eyes shut as his body stiffened and long white strand of cum to explode from his cock and onto Beth's tits. 

Beth kept stroking him as he came. She milked him dry with her fingers, squeezing the last, sluggish drops of cum out of him withering prick. His legs were shaking from the intensity of the orgasm and he dropped onto the bed. 

When she was satisfied that he was done, she looked down at a thick smear of his cum in the palm of her hand, raised it to her mouth, and licked it off the way you might lick the blood from a small cut. "Mmmm," she moaned huskily, "that's too good to waste." Then crawled towards him on hands and knees until she was between his legs and took his balls in her hands and his softening cock in her mouth. 

"Beth?" he asked stupidly. "What are you doing?" 

She didn't answer. Her lips slid back and forth on the shaft of his cock a few times and then he felt her tongue wiping the residue of cum from it. Amazingly, his cock started to stiffen again in the insistent warmth and wetness of her mouth.   

Peter looked down at her, but all he could see was the top of her head, and, even as he watched, she engulfed the entire length with one fluid motion, cramming his cock inside her mouth until it touched the back of her throat and she started to apply suction. The power her mouth had over him was unimaginable as she slid her mouth up and down while teasing the nerves under the head with her tongue. 

The tingly sensation seemed to start at the head of Peter's cock and spread throughout the rest of his body; a fog of lust clouding his brain, and the only thing he was aware of was Beth's marvelous lips sliding smoothly back and forth along his hard length; the only thing he could hear were the slurpy noises coming from her mouth. 

Peter tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her head back and forth on his cock, and felt the pressure building in his groin again. He felt his cock swell even further in her mouth as she applied more and more suction until he was no longer able to hold back and his cum was about to rocket up from his balls and into her waiting mouth. "I'm going to cummmmm, Beth." 

Beth groaned too, "Mmmmmmmmmm," as she pulled her mouth from his cock. "That you are, baby, but not in my mouth. You've got me so turned on there is only one place that this cock belongs," she sighed seductively as she stood and removed the rest of her clothes. 

Peter stared in amazement as Beth bared herself to him. At 5-foot, 9-inches tall she was the same height as Anna but that was where any similarly ended. Beth's hair was almost raven-black in color and her eyes were a chocolate brown. It was apparent that she had at least a little Mexican blood in her since her skin was a golden brown. Her tits were 36C but sagged slightly and the 'S' on her right tit seemed to draw Peter's attention into it. Her waist was 29-inches though Peter saw scattered stretch-marks to indicate that at one time she had either been much larger or had a child and her hips flared to 35-inches causing what one friend had once referred to as a 'womanly' roundness. Peter also was that her hair color was natural as her pussy was covered with a thick bush of the same raven-black hair. 

Beth stood there letting Peter admire her body while she fought her own internal battle. She hadn't allowed anybody other than her 'friends' to fuck her since the day they had rescued her but for some reason today, with this man, she wanted more. Maybe it was the size of his cock or maybe it was the fact that he was going through so much to find the woman he loved but she wanted him. She wanted to remember what it was like to be with someone new who wasn't part of her old life and profession. After reaching a decision she climbed onto the bed next to Peter and said, "Hurry up, lover. You've got me so fucking horny and the only thing that's going to put out that fire is your cock buried deep inside of me giving me a 'quicky'. 

Peter immediately stood and spun around so his cock was pointing back at Beth's waiting pussy. The thrill of fucking a woman who was almost a stranger as well as being an ex-whore was evident as Peter's cock seemed to grow even larger and harder. Stepping forward until it was almost touching her he grabbed her hips. 

Beth knew what was coming and wanted it ... now more than ever. She wanted this man who was willing to risk everything for the woman he loved. She knew she could never have him for more than the next few moments but it was a start ... a start of a new life and the search for a man who could and would love her as Peter loved Anna. Besides which she had always gotten an extra special thrill when she was being fucked by a man with such a large cock. As if a switch had been turned on in her pussy Beth's juices started to flow until they glistened along her slit. Turning and looking over her shoulder she said "Come on and me, baby. Don't be shhhhh ..." but was unable to finish as Peter plunged forward burying his cock into her depths in a single long thrust. Instead Beth a scream of delight rushed from her, "aaeeeeiiiiiiii. OH FUCK!!" and she dropped her head to the bedding as her body trembled from the feeling of Peter's cock invading her. 

Peter held Beth as she slowly became used to the size of his cock and didn't move until she looked back over her shoulder at him again. 

"Oh my god, baby. I haven't had a cock that big in me in so long. Now fuck me. Use my pussy and make me cum. Fill me with your cock." 

Peter happily obliged as he withdrew his cock until only the head was still between her pussy lips and then drove forward while pulling her hips back to meet him. 

Beth thrilled at the feeling. It had been far too long. Somewhere in her lust-clouded mind she heard the bedsprings squeaking but she didn't care. Peter was giving her exactly what she had been missing for so long. 

"Mmuummpphh ... mmuummpphh ... mmuummpphh," the sound burst from Beth each time Peter drove himself into her and the sound only increased his desire for her. 

"Fuck me ... use me ... fill my pussy ... oh god ... I need this ...," Beth chanted yet deep inside she knew that she had reached a plateau and needed more. 

Peter sensed it too. He knew he could easily have continued and gotten himself off but for some reason he sensed that she wanted more than just a simple fuck from him. Then suddenly an idea popped in his head and he let got of Beth's hip with one hand, raising it up and bringing it down on her ass ... "SLAP!" 

"AAAAeeeeeiiiiii," Beth screamed as she felt Peter's hand land on her ass. "Yessssss ... more ... slap my ass ... fuck me ... slap me again ... make my ass burn ... just don't stop ... so long ... that's what I need, Peter ... slap my ass ... spank me ... turn my ass red ... oh god, it feels so good." 

Peter felt the change come over Beth the second he had spanked her and instantly complied with her request. "Slap ... slap ...SLAP ...SLAP" filled the room along with the increased tempo of the squeaking springs as he alternated which ass cheek he spanked and how hard he did it. 

Beth felt the change too. A change she had seldom even allowed herself to even think of. Each slap seemed to break down a piece of the emotional defenses she had built up over the years as a professional until she finally felt the last of them fall and she was totally free. She was no longer a whore but a woman releasing herself to a man to fulfill her own inner desire. "Fuck me, Peter. Fuck my pussy. Make me cum. Fill me with your cum. Help me remember what it's like to be a woman with a man," she pleaded. 

Peter heard what she was saying and only hoped that he was able to do it as he continued pumping in and out of her while spanking her. 

"Yessss ... yesssss ... yessss ... so good ... so nice ... harder ... deeper ... more ... mumph ... don't stop ... almost there ... just a little ... more," Beth chanted with each thrust. "Almost ... almost ... so long ... going to ... now ... now ... oooHHHHHH CCCCUUUUMMMMIIINNNGGGG." Beth screamed as her orgasm surged throughout her body as she fell forward onto the bed dragging Peter with her. 

The instant Beth started to cum her pussy muscles clamped down on Peter's cock triggering his own orgasm. It was only by a twist of fate that his cum began to spew from the tip as Beth dragged him forward and he buried himself against her cervix, coating it with his cum. 

The feel of his hot cum filling her immediately set off another smaller orgasm in Beth as she trembled beneath Peter. "Mmmmmmmmm, yesssssssss , soooo niiiiccceeee," she murmured. 

All the troubles of the world outside seemed to disappear as the two of them lay there while their orgasms slowly subsided until Peter rolled off Beth and onto his side. 

Beth rolled the opposite direction so she was looking directly at Peter when she opened her eyes. "God, that was good!" she purred, "Thank you. I'd been a 'professional' for so long I had almost forgotten what it was like to do this for fun ... and for myself. I know this may sound weird but you woke something in me I had thought was gone," she continued, "beside which, I haven't had a load like this filling me for a long, long time ... and now that you've cum twice it should give you more than enough staying power to put on a good show for everyone." 

Dressing quickly they left the motel and drove the few blocks needed to cross the border and reach the 'house' that Anna was working at. The outside looked like many of the local hangouts; slightly run-down with a neon sign advertising cheap beer, late hours, as well as public and private dance shows. Beth hopped from the Jeep and casually walked past the two bouncers standing at the door and into the building. Paying more attention to the size of the bouncers, Peter was surprised by the drastic difference from the outside to the inside of the building. 

The inside was lit and decorated like the inside of an exclusive New York City Men's Club. The bar appeared to be at least 50 feet in length and was covered with marble; the sides made of a beautifully stained wood. The tables were scattered around the room to offer the best view of the stages and each had a deep red tablecloth on it. Spot lights immediately drew your attention to the shows on three separate stages while the rest of the audience was lit by just enough light of keep the patrons and staff from tripping over something. 

On the right stage was a tall, full-bodied brunette swaying and twisting to the sound of a popular R&B tone as she slowly removed her clothing. On the left stage, a willowy blonde was sitting on the edge and was in the process of an intense orgasm from the dildo buried in her pussy. Two of the men from the audience were assisting her by keeping her legs spread wide open for all to see. On the center stage, a young man was aggressively ass fucking a woman twice his age. She moaned and begged for more with each thrust, but her eyes were dull and bored. Watching the shows were people from all walks of life: businessmen, bikers, yuppies, a smattering of the local population, and almost a dozen women. Circulating among them were several women in various stages of undress, serving drinks or offering other "services," but there was no sign of Anna. 




Back Together with His Ex-Wife 04



Walking to the bar, Peter took a seat next to Beth and whispered in a depressed voice, "I thought you said that Anna going to be here. I don't see anyone that looks even close to her. We may as well leave." 

"Shhhhhhhh. She might be in back getting something. The woman I saw earlier isn't here right now and it's way too early for her to have left, so just sit down, keep your eyes open and your mouth shut." She then signaled the bartender who brought them two German Import beers and placed them in front of them. 

"Hey, Chica. Long time no see. What you doin' here. You looking for work. We got plenty work to go around. Especially for an experienced woman like you." 

"No thanks, Tomas. Just brought a friend to see the old life. He's never been to a working 'house' on this side of the border before," Beth/Chica smiled as she replied. 

"That's too bad. You used to have a pretty big audience here, but we got plenty new girls to help entertain your friend." 

"Really? How many new girls you got working here?" 

Lifting his hand, Tomas began to count them off. "We got Carmen, and Carmella, and Mona ... that's her up on the center stage ... and Gracie, and Tory. Tory is a big hit. She does this act with a remote controlled vibrator and the highest bidder gets to use the remote control on her. Iiiieeeee ... not even she knows when the bidder is going to hit the button." 

"Any of them blonde? My friend here has a thing for blonde women." 

"No. No, blondes. At least not ..." 

"Ya, what?" 

"Well, we do have a blonde working here but she is not for stage work right now. She is VERY big with a baby and her titties are so full of milk that the boss, he uses her to give tit-milk drinks to the audience. He makes much money from her." 

"Mmmmmmmm, sounds delicious. Do I know her? What is her name?" Beth/Chica asked. 

"No, you do not know her. She has only been here about three months. Her husband came here and sold her to the boss, said that she was a slut and a whore and that she should live as one. There she is ... her name is Anna." 

Fighting to control himself, Peter slowly turned and saw Anna enter through a side door. Her hair had grown almost to her waist and had darkened from being inside so much and her tan was fading leaving creamy white skin. She was wearing a medium-length print skirt that covered her huge pregnant stomach, but her tits were totally exposed to all in the room. A tiny "S" was tattooed on her right tit just as Beth said it might be. Immediately one of the men in the front row called for her. She walked to the table as the man and the woman with him raised their glasses. Anna took a glass and placed it to her tit and squeezed. Milk flowed from her tit into the glass quickly filling it. She then placed it on the table and took the second glass, filling it just as she had the first one. Watching her, Peter noticed that her movements were almost mechanical. She didn't even seem to be aware of where she was. 

Noticing my concern Beth grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Let's get a table. What do you think?" 

"Sure. Whatever you want," he replied. 

Once seated Beth quickly explained, "Some women have a hard time accepting what has happened to them. They withdraw into their own little world and pretend that this is all just a bad dream. That doesn't mean that she is crazy or lost, just that she doesn't want to admit that she is here." 

"Okay, so what do we do? Do you think she will recognize me ... and do you think she'll do what she needs to do to get out of here?" 

"I don't know. Hopefully if she recognizes you she'll do anything you ask because she loves you and you love her. The question now is how to get her to recognize you without causing a scene. If she flips out or tries to run out of here we could have BIG trouble." 

Sitting there thinking, an idea slowly began to develop in Peter's head. If it didn't work he'd knew he'd have lost Anna forever so he had to give it a try. Raising his hand and he signaled to Anna as he looked at Beth and mouthed, "Wish me luck." 

Anna walked to the table and stood there, waiting for him to say something. Her blue eyes were dull and detached. 

"Hello. I was wondering if I could make you a deal and get some of your mother's milk in exchange for some cream for your coffee?" he asked. 

Anna stood there for what seemed like a lifetime before she looked down at him. Life seemed to be slowly returning to her eyes as they brightened and a spark returned to them. "Peter? Is it really you? I've dreamed about you coming for me, but never thought it would really happen. Am I dreaming? Are you really here?" she whispered. 

Reaching out for her hand he gently touched Anna. "Yes, baby, it's really me. I told you I'd always be here when you needed me. For right now though, I need you to give me a glass of your tit-milk just like anybody else. I know it's hard but I need you to finish the day out and then I'll find a way to get to you. Okay ... can you do that?" 

"For you I can do anything. If that means you need me to do this, I will. I love you, Peter," Anna smiled as she picked up his glass and filled it to the brim. "They have me living in a small room on the other side of the courtyard in back. I'll be waiting for you." Then Anna turned and walked away. The mechanical movements had returned except for the small swish and sway of her ass as it passed him. Looking at Beth, Peter said, "Okay, we have that problem taken care of. What next?" 

Looking at him seriously, "Now for the really hard part. We need to talk to Anna's boss and see if he'll let us buy her. Custom says that he has no choice, but he gets to name the price. Then the dickering starts. I'll take it from there. You just sit quietly and pretend that you're buying her for business purposes back in the States. If he has any idea that you want her for anything other than business or that you have any feelings for her he'll set the price so fucking high you'll never be able to get the money to buy her. Understood?" 

"Ya. I understand," Peter replied as Berth signaled one of the bouncers placed around the room. Speaking in Spanish she quickly explained that they wanted to see the boss on a business matter. The bouncer gave them the "once over" and then with a cocky grin asked what kind of business they could possibly have with the boss. Beth stood slowly which left the bouncer unprepared for the lightening quick movement of her hand as she grabbed his crotch and squeezed just enough to show that they meant business before letting go. "Just tell him we have money business to talk to him about." The bouncer's eyes nearly popped from his head before she let him go and then he slowly limped to the office door. 

A few minutes passed before the bouncer returned, still limping, back to the table and said that the boss would see them now. 

Beth stood and Peter watched as the bouncer instinctively took a step back and dropped his hands to his crotch. Looking at him, she smiled and said "Thank you," as she walked past him. 

Once inside the office they were greeted by a businessman dressed in a fine suit and a silk shirt. "Please take a seat. Would either of you like something to drink perhaps?" 

"Thank you, Senor, but we must decline. Though it is most gracious of you and speaks highly of your family to start business in such a manner," Beth replied in a soft, subdued voice. 

"Senorita, your Spanish is very good. But I'm sure it is not your native language." 

"No Senor, it is not but when discussing matters with one of such importance as yourself it is only proper to do so in his native language." 

"I see. In that case, I understand that you would like to discuss some type of business with me. May I ask what it is about?" 

"My friend," Beth started, looking at Peter, "is interested in purchasing the contract of one of your hostesses. He has heard of your establishment and its fine reputation for only having the choicest companions and has come from the U.S. to purchase the contract of such a woman." 

"I am very proud of my business. It has been in the family for three generations," the boss's face beamed at the flattery. "I am also pleased to know that it is becoming known in the U.S. I take great pride in choosing only the best hostesses to work here. The women are like family to me, so to send one away I must know they are going to a place that will take care of them and can afford the nice things they like." 

"I am quite certain that the gringo will take very good care of any family member that he would choose to go with him." 

Reaching out, the boss took Peter's hands and inspected them. Then looking back at Beth he continued their conversation. 

"I see that the gringo is not what he appears to be. His hands are the hands of a professional. One who works with his mind and not his back. This is good.," he said as he leaned against his table. 

Then with a glow of sudden understanding he reached out towards Beth. "May I?" he asked as he drew back the right side of her sports bra. 

Beth sat there without saying a word as the boss inspected her tattoo and discovered the original "S" within the design. Sitting back and studying her, recognition came to his eyes. "Ahhh, Chica. Now I understand how you know so much of my business. It has been a long time since I last saw you. Now you come back to me and wish to buy one of my hostesses for this gringo ... or maybe for yourself, to start your own business in the U.S.?" 

"No, Senor. I have left that life behind. Those that paid my price would be very disappointed should I return to the business in any way." 

"Ahhh, so your 'friends' know this gringo and still trusted me and you enough to let you come back here. That is very good of them but which contract does he wish to buy? I have many very good hostesses here as you know." 

"The gringo wishes to open a 'house' for hostesses with special talents and desires. Right now he is looking to fill one last spot. He saw what he was looking for here tonight. He would like to purchase Anna's contract." 

"Ohhh, that one. She has a very special talent indeed. One that has made me much money, she would be very hard to replace." 

"Si, Senor. But her talent will someday go away and then she will only be another hostess. Wouldn't it be better to sell the contract now when it is worth the most rather then lose the money by waiting?" 

Settling back into his chair, the boss steepled his hands before his mouth and concentrated on the offer. After a few moments he leaned forward and asked, "Does he understand what must be done to get the money? He can not just walk in here and expect me to give her up." 

"He knows," Beth replied. 

"In the case here is my price for Anna's contract," he said as he wrote on a piece of paper and slid it across the desk to Beth as he at Peter for the first time. 

Glancing at the paper on the table, Beth shook her head. "Too much." 

Feigning shock and disappointment the boss replied, "But Chica, she is one of my most prized hostesses. She is able to provide a service that none of the other hostesses can and should she stop providing that service there are always ways to renew her ability." 

Beth knew they were playing a dangerous game but she also knew that if they gave in too easily the boss would know something was wrong so she replied, "Si Senor, that may be true but how long do you think your customers will appreciate receiving that service from the same hostess? Wouldn't it be better to have the money to bring in a new hostess, or maybe ever two, who could provide that same service Anna does? Beside which Anna seems much older than the usual quality hostesses you have in your establishment." 

The boss sat there for a moment thinking about what Beth had said before replying, "And just how much do you think she would be worth?" 

Now it was Beth's turn to sit and think. If she went offered too high a price the boss would know something was wrong but if she offered too low he would be offended and neither she nor Peter would be leaving the room. Suddenly an idea formed in her head and she replied, "Senor, I am aware that you have a great love of automobiles, especially the American Corvette. If I were able to offer a 1957 Corvette as the price would this be acceptable?" 

The boss's eyes flew open. He had long craved just that car to complete his collection and was unable to withhold his approval. "Si, Si. This would most definitely fulfill Anna's contract. But where do you plan on getting such a car by tonight?" 

"That is for me to know, Senor, but I guarantee it will be here." 

"In that case we have a deal," then looking at Peter he finished, "and the gringo understand what happens if he is unable to do what is necessary?" 

Beth replied without a bit of hesitation, "Yes, Senor. He understands what must be done. He also understands that if he does not get enough money to equal the price of the Corvette all the money that is collected is given goes to you." 

Sitting there, totally ignorant to the conversation, Peter was unaware of the details of the deal or the last part of what was said. He had no idea how much depended on Anna and him as they stood and shook hands to finalize the deal. 

Exiting the office they found the bar empty and dark. The negotiations had taken over an hour and all the patrons had left while the 'house' was being cleaned and stocked for the evening ... only the bouncer was waiting for them when they came out of the office. He approached them and without a word pointed to the back door. "She's out there in a small room across the courtyard. You have 20 minutes to see if she's interested in going with you. After that you're out of here until tonight, eight o'clock sharp. If she's interested and willing that's when you'll try to earn her contract money," he laughed. 

Walking to the back door Beth stopped and looked at Peter. "This is where I stop. What you need to discuss with Anna is between the two of you. I'll stay here and keep our friend company. I might even be able to earn you a few extra minutes," she said with small chuckle. 

Peter exited the 'house' and quickly found Anna's door. Hesitantly, he knocked and was almost knocked over when she threw the door open and wrapped her arms around him. 

"Oh God, Peter. It really is you. For a second I thought I had gone crazy and that it was all a dream. I couldn't believe that you'd actually found me and come for me." Smothering him with kisses, Anna held him tight against her beautiful pregnant body. "I love you so much. Please get me out of here and take me home. Please, Peter. Take me home." 

Prying her arms from around his neck he stepped back and started to explain. "Anna, I did come for you, but things are a lot different here than at home. Ned sold you to the owner of this place and technically you're under contract to him. He's willing to release you from your contract for a price; a price that you and I need to pay." 

"Anything, pay anything. Just get me out of here, Peter." Anna pleaded. 

"It's not just money that he wants, Anna ..." the words flowing from his mouth as he described the deal that had been made. "So that's it. If you want to leave here with me the two of us have to perform for the audience tonight starting at eight o'clock. We have until midnight to earn the money needed for Beth to purchase the 'Vet and then we swap that for your contract. If we fail you have to stay here and I go back home alone." 

"Doesn't give a woman much of a choice does it?" 

"No, honey. I'm sorry it doesn't." 

"Well, in that case, I guess you better get back to your motel and get some rest. You're going to need it if you're going to last for four hours tonight," Anna purred into my ear. 

Pulling her close I kissed her, a slow, loving kiss of two people deeply in love to hold them through the rest of the day. Breaking the kiss he held her as he whispered, "I love you, Anna. I always have." 

Anna pulled him back to her and gave him a hot, passionate kiss full of promises of what was yet to come. "I know, Peter. And tonight you're going to prove it by fucking my brains out and getting me out of here," she sighed as she pushed him towards the door. 

Beth was waiting for Peter and took him back to his motel. The rest of her friends were waiting, as well as some of the others who had been there to help him earlier. They all went out for coffee and he explained what was going to happen the night. Beth's friends were already aware of what was expected, but some of the women who had volunteered to help blushed a deep red when Peter told them. All of them said they'd be at the 'house' by seven-thirty with their wallets open to help. 

Only Beth sat quietly to the side as she made a phone call to someone who had once meant the world to her and might be able to produce the 'Vet' on such short notice.



Back Together with His Ex-Wife 05



After dinner Peter returned to his motel room but found it hard to rest. Each time he closed his eyes he thought of Anna and what she had been going through since Ned had taken her away. It was only when he dreamed of the two of them together with their sons and new baby did he finally relax enough to fall into a deep sleep and didn't wake until a knock came at his door. Pulling himself from bed, he walked to the door and found Beth waiting outside. 

"You ready to go?" she asked. 

"Ready? You just woke me up." 

"It's seven o'clock stud. One hour until show time. Lets get cracking," she joked. 

Peter quickly hopped into the shower to help wake up and then came back into the motel room. Beth was sitting on the side of the bed and reviewed what she had told him about performing in front of the audience. Reaching for his clothes, he grabbed his underwear and then stopped. "No need for these I guess," and threw them back onto the bed. Beth laughed as he finished dressing. 

Entering the "house" he noticed the same young man and older woman that he had seen earlier ending their performance and leaving the stage. Then the boss climbed the stairs to the stage and raised his hands for silence from the audience. "Ladies and Gentleman, Senors and Senoritas. I have a special show for you tonight. Our very own hostess, Anna, has accepted an offer to move up in her life, but needs your help. So tonight, she and a friend will entertain us here on center stage." Dropping his hands he left the stage and the spotlight dimmed. 

When the spotlights came back on Anna was standing in the center of the stage: dressed in a white top and print skirt. The only other thing on the stage was a chair facing towards her. 

Quickly looking at Beth, she shrugged her shoulders and mouthed, "Go with the flow." 

Slowly the music began to play and Anna waggled her ass, moving her hands up and down her body. Gently squeezing her tits and causing her tit-milk to soak through the top and expose her gorgeous tits through the material. 

Sitting in the audience Peter watched as his cock began throbbing inside his pants, his eyes glittering with excitement. Anna's long, slender legs moved snake-like as she turned and danced slowly. Her ass bunched and relaxed. 

Her blouse was open almost to her waist, revealing the deep creamy valley between her tits. Her tits, though firm and tight looking, from all the milk in them, jiggled slightly as she danced and it was obvious that each of the patrons in the front row were hoping that a nipple or even the whole breast might suddenly escape from her blouse as she danced. Her hips, encased in her print shirt, swayed and made grinding motions, her crotch bare underneath, allowing a slight whiff of her womanly aroma to escape and drift to the front row. When she twirled her ass in Peter's direction, he watched the skirt lift and split revealing her ass and bare skin between her legs. 

Anna wasn't really a dancer, but it wasn't the first time she'd danced like this. In fact she'd danced like this for Peter many, many times before but always in the privacy of their home. She loved watching his cock harden inside his pants, knowing he was ready to shove his hard cock up her pussy, had always excited her. But tonight she needed to do more than simply turn Peter on she needed to do the best she had ever done to turn on the audience as well. 

She had a natural sense of rhythm that was sensuous and arousing, her movements more like fucking rather than dancing. The sway of her hips, the twist of her shoulders, the way she thrust her large, milk-filled tits towards the audience seemed to promise each of them much more. Quickly she realized she loved to turn people on with her body and that the audience appreciated what she was doing as a few of the members sitting I front were beginning to twitch and twist in their seats and a few were already tossing money onto the stage for her. 

Gazing into the audience Anna spotted Peter and gave him a "come here, baby" look which he gladly obeyed. Once on stage with her Anna had him sit down on the chair and with her eyes gazing looking directly at his bulging cock, she again began to slowly revolve her hips. She licked at her full lips, running her hands up and down her hips. Her nipples stood out with rubbery hardness, pointing against the thin blouse. She curled her fingers around her tits for a moment. A slight squeeze of her fingers made her nipples become more pronounced and milk flow from them, wetting her blouse even more. 

Unable to stop, Peter gasped softly as he stared at her tits and remembered what it felt like to hold them in his hands. His body responded as if with a mind of its own but Peter continued to sit in the chair making no effort to conceal the hard-on that she had caused. 

Squeezing her tits was something Anna had frequently done when dancing for Peter but what she did next, however, was different. With her eyes lustfully glowing and her lips parted slightly as she panted, she opened the front of her skirt and slowly caressed her hands down along her lower stomach, moving her fingers about the bulge of her pussy while her hips revolved in slow motion. The gasps from the audience encouraged her. 

"You really love to watch me, don't you, honey?" she asked in a low, whispery voice. 

Peter nodded, swallowing as his eyes followed her hands. 

Anna slowly slipped one hand between her thighs and lightly rubbed along her pussy slit. Her hips moved rhythmically as she rubbed at her pussy two or three more times. She knew she couldn't rub the lust-swollen flesh much more because needed to hold off coming as long as possible to get the money that she and Peter needed. Dancing for Peter this way was not only making his cock harden and strain against the front of his pants, but lighting a torch of desire deep inside her pussy. Tracing a fingertip along the outlined slit of her pussy one last time, Anna could tell how hot and wet she was as she felt her juices leaking from her slit to coat her inner thighs. 

Instinctively, looking down at Peter's lap to see if she was having the desired effect on his she was rewarded with the sight of his hard cock pressing against the front of his pants, straining for release. 

"Oh, God!" she purred, widening her stance and thrusting her hips forward. "Oh, my God." 

The audience's eyes watched her finger move along the edge of her crotch. Many wanted to grab her, grab her by her pussy. Peter's right hand trembled as it slipped onto his lap and started for the zipper on his pants. Despite the many times Anna had danced for him, she had never touched herself this way, and a sense of lust and desire seemed to flow from her to fill the room. 

Anna slid her hand between her legs again, a low guttural moan escaping her lips as she found how very, very sensitive her pussy was becoming. The sensations rumbling through her slender body were greater than ever before. She was sure she would come if she placed just the slightest bit of pressure upon her knotted clitoris so she looked at Peter and watched as his hand slowly moved closer to the bulging cock within his pants before stopping. She knew what he was feeling. She knew because she was feeling the same thing: desire, desperate desire, desire that was demanding satisfaction. 

"Grab it, baby'" she hissed, the words coming out before she could choke them back. "Grab it now!" 

Unsure of what she wanted him to grab he sat there watching her. Anna was still running her fingertips along the edge of her crotch. Her eyes focused on the bulge of his cock as it strained for release against the front of his pants. Peter licked his lips in nervousness, his hand shaking in his lap and the tips of his fingers almost touching the growing. 

Sensuously, Anna swung her hips in a slow, tight circle, trying to work a finger into the "V" between her thighs as she watched Peter slip his hand over his throbbing cock. 

"That's it, baby!" Anna moaned softly. "Grab it tight!" 

Peter's encircled the bulge with his fingers and squeezed. 

Anna's body trembled, and with a soft cry, she jerked her hands from her crotch and reached up to cup her tits and squeeze her nipples through the material of her top. Her eyes smoldered, watching Peter's hand pressing and squeezing his hard cock. Then with a sudden motion, she yanked her blouse open, her tits spilling out nakedly. 

The gasps and grunts from the audience filled the room as a choking sound escaped from Anna. 

Anna's tits were spaced wide, rounded and firm, with dark-pink nipples straining out in teasing stiffness. The blouse hung half off her shoulders, and Anna shrugged, setting up a delicious motion in her tits and causing milk to leak from the nipples and run down to drop on her stomach.. 

Seeing this Peter squeezed his cock hard, fighting not to cum in his pants. 

"Oh, baby, baby!" Anna whimpered. She swayed closer to him, her knees touching his. She stared down at his hand holding his cock and whispered, "Squeeze it, baby. Squeeze it!" before leaning over, her hands braced on the back of the chair, her head dipped to watch Peter's hand as she deliberately shoved her tits into his face. "Ohhhh, baby!" she moaned. 

Peter felt the heat of her tits closing around his face, felt the creamy texture of the flesh. His cock seemed to swell more than ever before, the head of his cock ready to tear through his pants. 

Anna shifted her shoulders and watched as one nipple brushed across his chin. She held her breath as she pushed the nipple to his waiting lips. "Suck it!" she hissed throatily. 

Peter reacted immediately. Pulling his hands from his lap he wrapped them around Anna's waist and pulled her towards him as he took a nipple between his lips and sucked wildly, eagerly, while his tongue lapping in wet swirls. 

"Ohhhh, God, baby." Anna sobbed softly, her tit swelling inside his mouth. "Suck it hard, baby! Oooooh ... suck it really hard! Fill your mouth with my tit. Suck my tits. Let me feel my tit-milk spraying into your mouth and filling it. Suck them and drink all of my tit-milk until they're dry." 

Peter pulled as much of Anna's tit into his mouth as I could, hungry for it. The wet pull on her tit sent a wild ripple of delight down her body, causing her pussy to flow and send more and more juice down her legs and release her womanly aroma for all the room to smell. 

Peter tried to think of anything possible to keep his mind off his hardening cock but the smell of Anna's arousal was making it almost unbearable but Anna had her own plan as she slipped her tit from his mouth and rubbed them across his face. Quickly responding Peter stuck his tongue out and tasted first one nipple and then the other. 

Anna squealed in soft sounds, her eyes smoldering and slightly unfocused with fiery passion. She had no idea when she had started to dance that it would turn her and the audience on so much. Her hands had moved and touched herself of their own accord, without thought or plan. Now, she had her tits pressed against Peter's face and she didn't want to pull away. His grunts told her he was getting very turned on by her actions and that she'd better do something else quickly or run the rick of having him cum in his pants. Fighting her throbbing desire, Anna pulled her tits from him and stood up, her knees against his. 

Peter looked up at Anna with longing, and desire as his cockhead pressed against the front of his pants even harder and the briefest of seconds wondered if it was possible for his cock to rip the front of his pants open. 

"Oh, baby!" she hissed, dropping to her knees before him. With her eyes staring at his cock, she placed her palms on his thighs, and slowly caressed upward. She gasped, held her breath, then gasped again. "You're really hard, aren't you?" 

Peter could only grunt a reply. 

Anna couldn't resist now, couldn't control the gnawing greed between her long legs. 

Panting hotly, she shoved his hand off his lap where it had fallen when she pulled away. For a long moment she stared at the way it bulged upwards. Then, with a soft cry, she began fumbling at his pants, her fingers feverish and shaking. 

Peter shivered as he saw what Anna was doing, but there was no way he could pull back, or try to stop her. Like her, he was overcome with desire which was only heightened by the fact that the audience was now cheering them on. 

Opening his pants, Anna pulled the zipper as wide as she could, releasing his cock to spring from his pants. 

"Ohhhhh, honey!" she gurgled softly. 

Peter's cock stood up hard and tall in his lap. He and Anna had measured it once and he knew that normally it stood eight inches but now it looked even larger; hard as steel yet pliable to Anna's touch, the cockhead swollen until it looked like the end of a huge mushroom. The opening at the tip seemed to be flowing with a stream of pre-cum, gleaming invitingly. 

Anna closed her fist around his cock, testing the hardness by squeezing. "My God, it's hard!" she gasped. 

Instinctively, Peter slid his ass toward the edge of the chair, spreading his knees wide as Anna forward brushing her exposed tits over the tops of his legs. 

Licking her lips in anticipation she pulled up on his cock, watching the pre-cum drip from the tip. Tightening her grip she watched his cockhead pulse and grow, her tongue flicking at her hot lips. Her eyes were glazed with erotic hunger, staring at his cock, no more than seven or eight inches in front of her face. 

"Oh, lover, it's so very hard!" she whimpered. "So hard!" 

Her fist moved, pumping up and down, but slowly. 

"Shit, I don't think . . . please, baby, be careful!" Peter gasped. 

"Why be careful?" she asked, her voice hoarse. 

"I don't wanna cum yet, baby!" 

Anna shoved her fist down hard at the base of his cock, her fingers very tight. Again she pulled up, watching the fuck juices bubble from the small slit at the top of his cock. Then, with her fist still very tight, she pushed down once more. 

"Fucccckkkkkkkk!" he grunted as hot, thick cum juice spewed from his cock. 

"Ohhhhh!" Anna gasped, the first spurt splashing on her chin. She began pumping up and down his cock swiftly then. She raced her fist up and down until it appeared a blur, making him cum. The squirts of hot cum juice spattered against her cheek, her nose, even on her forehead. She made soft cries of pleasure as she played with his cock, watching the white creamy juice gush from his cock, feeling the throbbing pulsation's of it in her fist. Cum juice splashed onto her tits, dripped over her hand, and drenching her face with the creamy wetness. Anna's eyes misted over dreamily, her pussy swelling as if trying to burst from under her skirt as her orgasm burst from her. "Oh, my God! Me, too!" she cried as her pussy contracted with tight heat, the lips sucking and squeezing as her orgasm rumbled through her crotch like liquid fire. She was still coming when Peter finished yet she clung to his cock tightly, delighting the fact that it was still hard. 

Peter could tell that she wanted to kiss the head of his cock and lick the remnants of his cum from it but she restrained herself. Instead she licked at the corner of her lips, teasing the audience and Peter as she caught the loose strands and sucked them into her mouth. 

Money seemed to float from the sky onto the stage, but they were too involved with each other to take more than a fleeting notice. 

"You came so much!" she said, surprised at how much cum had come out of his balls. 

Unsure of what Anna's plan was, Peter sat in the chair and watched the cum drip from her face and tits. 

Anna relaxed her grip on his cock and stood up, swaying her hips, still staring at his cock. "You're still so hard, lover. I hope you know exactly what to do with it," she whispered in a thick, primal tone. 

Gracefully, Anna moved her hands to the back of her skirt and grabbed the tie strings holding it together. 

The audience seemed to hold its breath in anticipation as she hesitated. Anna stood there staring at the audience and at Peter was she took a deep breath before pulling the string holding her skirt in place and letting it fall to the floor. 

A few of the members of the audience were rewarded with a peek of Anna's hairless pussy, and rocking and jerking sounds began to echo through the room. 

Anna spread her legs and thrust her pelvis towards Peter as she moved over his lap and straddled his cock. Then without even touching his cock she shifted her hips and brushed the cockhead across her boiling pussy lips. The contact sent a tremor through her creamy flesh for all the audience to see. 

"What are you gonna do, now, baby?" Peter choked, staring between her thighs. 

"Hush!" she said, as she lowered herself on his lap until she felt the head of his cock at the slit of her pussy. Once again she hesitated but now she knew exactly what she needed to do as she looked at the audience. "Who wants to see me fuck this guy? Who wants to see me take his cock all the way inside my hot, sexy pussy?" 

When no one answered she began to stand up but immediately stopped when she heard the sudden uproar of the audience as they yelled, "Fuck him! Don't stop. Let us see you fuck the gringo. Si, fuck him. Take his cock inside your pregnant pussy." 

Anna grinned as she looked back at them, "Ok, then ante up. No money ... no fucky." 

Money sailed from every corner of the bar until the stage seemed to be covered with bills of every denomination. 

Anna quickly made eye contact with Beth and pointed at her as she said, "You ... Pick up the cash and any more than lands on this stage from now on," before looking at Peter and finishing, "And as for you, get ready for the fuck of your life." 

Peter never even had a chance to reply before Anna slowly began to settle onto his lap. "Ohhhh, yes!" she moaned as she felt the pressure against her pussy, then the parting of her pussy lips. She lowered her crotch a little more, and the head of his cock slipped into her wet, lust-crazed pussy. 

"Ohhhh, my God!" Peter sighed as he felt himself entering Anna. 

Anna held herself with the head of his cock just barely inside her pussy. The sensations were wild and sweet. 

Peter waited and wondered if she was going to take his cock all the way inside her pussy or lift upward and tease the audience once again. Inwardly, the wet heat of her pussy wrapped around his cockhead made him want to thrust upwards and fill her pussy with one continuous stroke but Anna was in charge of the show for now. 

Slowly, Anna twisted her ass, making a screwing motion. She whimpered softly and slipped down a bit more. The feel of Peter's cock throbbing inside her sensitive pussy canal made her tingle from head to toe. 

Peter couldn't stop himself from moving his hands to her thighs. He felt the smooth, silkiness of her skin and began to slide his hands up and down hers legs, caressing her hips and thighs before gliding them up her back again. 

Anna felt his touch on her naked skin, almost half of his cock stuffed into her bubbling pussy, whispered hotly to him. "Feel me, run your hands up and down my legs. Mmmmmmm, Yesssssss, that's right! Feel my legs, feel my hips! Ohhhh, baby, it feels so good in me!" she hissed, and lowered herself down until every hard inch of Peter's cock was inside her waiting pussy. His cock slid deep into her and her sensitive pussy lips seemed stretched deliciously. Her clitoris throbbed as it rubbed against the base of his cock as she sat there, shivering with pleasure while Peter ran his hands from her knees to her hips. 

With a shiver, Anna began to grind her crotch, smashing the lips of her pussy against the base of Peter's cock. She purred softly and then began to lift and lower her lust enflamed pussy, fucking him slowly. Pulling her hands from the back of the chair, Anna clutched Peter's shoulders as she used the muscles of her legs to fuck up and down his cock. She lifted her head, face toward the ceiling, eyes closed. 




Back Together with His Ex-Wife 05



Looking down between them Peter watched as his cock slid into the depths of Anna's pussy only to reappear as she lifted herself back up. He could see the upper lips of her pussy and clit grinding against the base of his cock was her juices coated it and dripped down between the crack of his ass to land on the floor for all the audience to see. The feeling was fantastic. His balls felt hard, with a slight aching in them that he recognized as his cum boiling up inside of them waiting for release. 

"Ohhhh, so good!" Anna whispered throatily. "So fucking good! Ahhhhh, I love the feel of your hard cock spreading my pussy. You're so big and hard in me I can feel every vein of your cock as it slides along my pussy walls!" 

Groaning, Peter squeezed her hips pulling her tighter to me. 

"Hold my ass, baby!" Anna gasped. "Grab my ass and pull me nice and tight against you. I want to feel your cock deep inside of me. I want to feel the head of your cock pressing against the very back of my pussy!" 

Instantly, Peter moved his hands and grabbed her ass, cupping the cheeks and feeling the heat of them. 

Anna continued to lift and lower her crotch on his cock, fucking him slowly, but with increasing force. She wailed and hissed, mewled and moaned. "Ohhhhhhh, baby, hold my ass! Squeeze it hard and fuck me," she yelped. 

Unable to hold back any longer Peter grasped the cheeks of Anna's ass as she began to churn around, lifting and plunging her pussy down faster and harder. She made soft, wet slapping sounds as she rammed down onto his cock. Her clitoris was scraping along the very hard shaft of his cock sending chills of excitement through her body. 

"Squeeze me, baby!" she sobbed. "Squeeze my ass tighter! Ohhhhhhh, hold my ass! God, it's so good! This is wonderful, lover! Ohhhh, hold my ass tight! Squeeze my ass! Ahhhh, yesssssssss!" 

Anna tossed her hips about, thrashing up and down on his cock, listening to the wet sounds her pussy made each time she drove his cock into her depths while she kept her eyes closed as she savored the feeling building deep in her. Her pussy was gripping his cock with flexing waves of wet heat, as if sucking on it. It seemed that each time she rammed her pussy down, it expanded around his cock only to grab it tightly as she lifted. Then reversing the process and pulling upwards until the hot lips of her pussy barely held the swollen head of his cock, Anna made lewd circles with her ass, then plunged downwards with a cry of ecstasy. "Ooooh, God! Ohhh, my God!" she cried out. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Give me that hard cock, baby! Ooooh, yessss, honey! Fuck me ... I need your cock so badly!" 

Then to Peter's dismay Anna stopped and pulled away. "Time for a new position, lover," she whispered in his ear as she stood and turned her back to him. 

The audience went completely silent as they saw her pussy for the first time. Red, swollen, stretched and covered with her pussy juice she saw both men and women lick their lips as they reacted to the site. 

This was exactly what she had hoped for as she moved back to straddle Peter's lap again, then taking his cock in her hand she lowered herself to engulf it again. The sounds of moans and sighs filled the room as she settled herself lower and lower until Peter's cock seemed to disappear completely in her. She could see the lust-glazed look on their faces as she treated them with the view. 

Then looking back over her shoulder she whispered, "Kiss me baby. Then fuck me. Fuck me until I scream. Fill my pussy with your cum. Make me yours again, now and forever with all these people as witnesses. I know that Beth said we needed to let them see you cum but wouldn't it be far better to let them see your cum dripping from my pussy after you've filled my pussy?" 

Peter wrapped his arms around her waist and looked deep into her eyes as he leaned forward and their lips met for the first time tonight. Afterwards he was never able to fully explain how he felt or what overcame him as he lifted his hips and drove into Anna. All he was ever able to say was that at that moment he knew without a doubt that Anna was the only woman he ever loved or would ever be in his life from that day forward. 

Anna felt it too, the sudden surge of loving emotions that she had bottled up since Ned had brought her to this place, "I love you," she sighed as she slowly began to raise and lower herself on Peter's lap. Then she place one hand on her knee to help keep herself steady as she grabbed her tit with the other and squeezed. The audience moaned at the sight of her tit-milk spraying from the nipple to land on the patrons closest to the stage. 

Peter wrapped one arm around her pregnant abdomen and rested the other on her shoulder as she twisted and turned on his cock. He felt his balls swell and pull upward into his scrotum as his cock began to throb. There was no doubt in his mind that he was going to cum again, but couldn't tell Anna. His throat was constricted, and the only sounds that came from him were grunts and moans when he felt the tip of his cock press against the back of Anna's pussy. 

Anna thrashed with increasing wildness, riding his cock with the ferocity of woman possessed. She was gritting her teeth as the swelling sweetness of an orgasm enveloped her pussy and her clitoris throbbed with the beat of her heart. She smashed her pussy up and down faster and faster, ramming his cock into her womanly hole with almost blinding speed. 

Overwhelmed by the scene in front of them even the most jaded of the audience began to cheer them on as they clapped to the rhythm of Anna's fucking or yelled, "Fuck him. Make the gringo cum. Squeeze you titties. Spray us with your tit-milk. Fuck that, spray ME with your tit-milk." 

The praise and applause stirred something deep inside of Anna. She had never considered herself an exhibitionist but hearing the audience yelling sent sparks of desire surging through her body directly to her pussy. "Fuck me!" she screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me! Ohhh, Baby, fuck me! My pussy is on fire, Baby! My pussy is burning up! Fill me with your cum and put out the fire, baby. Oooohhh, God, fuck it . . . fuck it! I'm going to cum! Oooooh, make me cum! Make my pussy cum," as she spread her legs further apart for all to see Peter's cock entering her pussy. 

Hearing her passionate, sultry voice pleading for him to cum triggered the burning sensation deep in Peter's balls. To the delight of the audience he instantly began thrusting up off the chair to meet her pussy as it drove down his length. 

With a cry, Anna plunged down on Peter's cock, until she felt his bloated cockhead bounce against the opening to her womb. As if in a world of her own she began to grind wildly, gasping hotly. "Now ... Ohhhh ... my God ... now! Fuck me ... now. Fill me ... with your cum ... I need it ... in my, baby. Fill my pussy ... with your cum ... I need to feel it ... filling me and coating me," she chanted. 

Peter felt her pussy tighten around his cock followed by the most delicious sensation ever as her orgasm flowed through her. The muscles of Anna's pussy quivered and moved in a rippling action sucking at his cock before the spasms of her orgasm exploded from her, making her scream time and again. 

Peter's cock lurched deep inside her pussy and sprayed thick, boiling cum juice along the thirsty walls of her pussy. The deep pulsations of his squirting cock sent Anna into a second orgasm, or else drew her first out; she didn't know which. She didn't care which. The ultimate ecstasy was all that mattered to her. She felt his cock gushing into her enflamed pussy as it squeezed and sucked on the shaft by its own volition. She was no longer screaming, but sobbing with rapture, tears running from her eyes and down her cheeks. 

Slowly Anna's body quieted. She still sat astride Peter, her pussy clamped around his cock, shuddering gently. She leaned backwards, resting her head on his shoulder, gasping and sucking in air as she reveled in the afterglow of such a marvelously powerful orgasm. Peter's hands still holding and caressing her naked body as she relaxed and purred a sweet content sound in me ear. Cum juice slowly leaked from her cunt a dropped to the stage floor for all to see. 

Slowly lifting her, Peter rose from the chair and turned to the audience before looking down at the stage. Even though Beth had tried her best to keep up with the money, she had decided not to disturb them as the scene grew more and more intense so now the money coated the stage; single bills and large rolls. Peter had no idea how much was laying there but didn't want to leave any chance that Anna wouldn't be leaving with him so he tried another tactic. "I see that you like what the woman and I did. Would you like to see more?" 

The audience yelled, "Si, Yes, Yes, Si, Si, More, More," until a voice from the back gave a challenge. 

"From the looks of that limp dick of yours I don't think you can do more." 

Unable to see who made the challenge Peter responded. "Why don't you put your money where your mouth is?" 

"Ahhhh, a bet is it? Okay. Two-thousand dollars of you can get that limp dick up, Five-thousand if you can keep it hard long enough to fuck her until she cums, and ten-thousand if you can cum again. Sound good enough?" 

Stunned at the prices named, he stood on the stage without saying a word. Then from behind him, Anna replied, "Deal," then looking at Peter she smiled, that small seductive smile that could make a dead man hard. "Come back here and take a seat, baby. The fun is just beginning." 

Returning to the chair, Peter sat down and Anna knelt in front of him. "I guess I said some pretty wild things, didn't I? I couldn't help it, you know. Sometimes you just get me so hot I forget everything around me." 

"It's okay, honey," he replied, a quiver in my voice. 

"What I said . . . those words," she asked in a soft voice, "did they ... excite you?" 

"Yeah, they sure did, baby." Peter said, enthusiastic, his eyes glued to her magnificent tits as they lightly rubbed across his legs. Looking down she saw the first trembles of a new hard-on starting and gently cupped his crotch, squeezing his cock and balls. "Mmmmm, nice, honey," she whispered softly. "Very, very nice." 

Parting his legs wider, Peter instinctively arched his hips upward. 

"Ahhhh, you like this, huh?" She grinned at me, squeezing his cock and balls again. 

Trying to avoid getting too excited too fast, Peter slowly lifted his hands out to her tits to take his mind off what she was doing to him. 

"Touch them if you want, baby," she urged throatily, as she began rubbing up and down his crotch as his cock started to swell more. "You can play with my titties all you want, baby. You can play with them, feel them, pull them, squeeze them, suck them. Anything you want." 

Peter slowly closed his hands about Anna's tits, feeling the weight and firmness, milk slowly leaking from her nipples and over his hands. Gently he teased her nipples, stroking them almost as if they were fragile. 

"Twist my nipples," Anna hissed. "Twist them and pull them. You won't hurt them, baby. Watch the milk squirt from them. It makes me feel so goooodddddd." 

As Peter twisted and pulled at her nipples, Anna mewled softly, pressing down on his cock. When his prick was up and hard, she rubbed her palm along it teasing the nerve endings under the tip. 

Then looking out into the audience, Anna called out to the unknown better. That's two thousand you owe." 

Returning to Peter's hardened cock, Anna licked her lips passionately. "Want me to talk dirty to you again?" she asked. 

"Ooooh, Yeah." he said with enthusiasm. 

Anna closed her fist about Peter's cock, slowly stoking it up and down, while he continued to play with her tits. "You have a beautiful cock," she said, slightly nervous. "It's so hard and long and ... oh, that sweet head! Did you enjoy feeling your cock inside my Pussy? Was it good to feel my hot, wet pussy holding your hard cock so deep?" 

"Yeah!" 

"Tell me about it,'' she urged, pumping at my cock. 

"It felt good, baby. Real good." 

"Use the words, just like I did," she said thickly. "I want to hear you say those words." 

"I loved the feel of my cock buried deep in your pussy. I loved the feel of it stretching you and pressing against the opening to your womb," he said without hesitation. 

"Would you like to fuck me again? Would you love to stick this beautiful hard cock in my hot pussy and fuck it again?" 

"I sure would, baby!" 

"Oooh, so would I," she said as she squeezed his cock hard, bringing a moan from deep inside of his chest. Holding his cock, she looked into his face and saw the excitement that was building. "Would you like to put your cock between my tits, first?" 

"Mmmmmm, Yesssssss, baby. I'd love to fuck your tits." 

"I'd love for you to do it," she whispered as she moved forward and nestled Peter's cock between her tits. She dipped her chin and watched as she rubbed the slit of his cockhead around and over her nipples, going from one to the other. She smeared her nipples with the juices seeping from his cock and the milk from her tits. Peter, instinctively, shoved his hips forward and sliding his cock between her tits until the head throbbed near her throat. Then with a seductive purr, Anna ran her hands up his my hips, closing her fingers about the cheeks of his ass, pulling him tight her as if trying to mold them into one being. "Oh, it feels wonderful. I can feel the blood pulsing through your cock and your balls resting on my baby-belly. Now push my titties together, lover." she said. 

Placing his hard cock between her them, Peter placed a hand on the outside of each tit and pressed them together forming a tunnel around his cock. 

"Ooooh, I can feel your cock throbbing, honey!" she purred hotly. "You feel so good between my tits" as she lowered her chin to take a better look. IT was then that she felt his cock brush against her and with a mischievous smile lowered her head even more and gave his cockhead a kiss. 

"Would you like to come on my face again? I want you to cum ... on my face." She moaned as she placed her hands over his and pressed her tits tightly around his cock, kissing the head again. Then, looking back up at him, she said: "Fuck my tits. I've wanted to feel a hard cock fucking my tits for a long time, baby." 

"Okay, honey. You asked for it," he agreed, grinning down at her. 

Anna let her breath out. "Would you fuck my titties and cum on my face again for everybody to see? Will you cum on my face and let it drip onto my titties and nipples?" 

"If you want me to, baby." 

"Ohhhh, honey!" she sobbed, throwing her arms about my hips and clasping his naked ass, hugging him tightly. "Please! Please fuck my titties and squirt right on my face!'' 

Slowly, Peter began sliding his cock up and down between her ample tits. 

Anna squeezed her titties around his cock harder, feeling it sliding in and out of the valley. Her nipples almost touched. She purred hotly as she watched the swollen cockhead slide upward from her nipples, poking at her chin. She pursed her lips and began kissing the head of his cock as he fucked up and down. Then she darted her tongue out, flicking over his dripping hole. 

Instantly, Peter froze in place to keep from cumming. 

"You like that?" she asked softly, heat in her voice. 

"Yessssssssss!" 

She flicked her tongue across his cock again, and he pressed upward. 

"Mmmm, you taste so very, very good, honey," she whispered, swirling her tongue round and round the smooth head of his cock. "Fuck my titties, baby' Fuck my titties fast and cum on my face! Ohhhh, baby, I love to feel your cum on my face!'' 

Unable to think, Peter's 'little head' began to do the thinking for him as he began shoving his cock up and down, faster. Anna squeezed her tits as tight as she could about his cock, purring softly, as she kissed the head of his cock each time it brushed her lips. 

"So hard and hot, baby! Your cock is so very hard and hot between my titties! Ooooh, rub your balls on me! I love to feel balls rubbing against my skin! Your balls feel very hot and full again, baby' Are you going to cum a lot, the way you did before?" 

"I think so, baby," he gasped 

"Do you like to feel my titties holding your cock? Do you like to fuck me between these nice big, milk-filled tits?" 

"Yes! Oh, yes!" 

"Cum in my face!" she hissed, licking her tongue about the head of Peter's cock. "Cum in my face, baby! Ooohhh, baby, squirt that thick cum juice in my fucking face! On my fucking face!" she insisted. 

"Yes, baby. I'll cum on your fucking face!" 

"Ohhhh, baby, now. Cum on my face and tits. COAT THEM WITH YOUR HOT CUM!" 

Peter fucked faster while Anna held her tits as tight as she could about his throbbing hard-on. She kissed and licked at the swollen head every time his cock came up. She felt his cock growing larger, becoming harder and longer and just as he was ready to squirt, Anna pulled away, setting her ass on her heels. She grabbed his ass with both hands she lifted her head upward. 

"JACK OFF!" she squealed. "JACK YOUR COCK OFF ONTO MY FUCKING FACE! HURRY, BABY! OHHHHHHH, HURRY! CUM ON MY FUCKING FACE!" 

Already overcome with passion, Peter grabbed his cock and pounded frantically. Anna gazed at the opening on the head of his cock with slitted eyes, and saw the bubbling cum juice spurt. As Peter's cum splashed onto her face for the second time, she moaned and her pussy exploded, contracting with a powerful orgasm. She sobbed with pleasure as Peter came, sending strand after strand of thick white cum across her face. It seemed as if he'd never stop as he coated her forehead, her nose and cheeks with his cum juice, and when she parted her lips and stuck her tongue out Peter sent a scalding spurt to cover it. 

With a wail, Anna began licking, tasting the sweet, hot cum juice. Her orgasm heightened by the tasted of Peter's cum. Leaning forward Anna wrapped her hand around the shaft and started pumping up and down as she flicked her tongue across the head trying to get every drop from his softening cock and ball sack. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, tasting, her face thoroughly coated with the thick juices. Cum dripped onto her tits and coating them as she took her hands and rubbed it in. 

Looking out into the audience again, her face and tits covered with Peter's cum, Anna called out. "Five and ten thousand." 

The better quickly responded with a laugh in his voice. "Oh, no, it's not. I said that he had to fuck you until you came and then he had to cum. None of this tit-fucking bullshit." 

Peter's hopes began to sink. He'd already cum twice with Beth before the show and now three times with Anna. He'd NEVER cum this much in a single day and wasn't sure if his cock would even get hard one more time but Anna did seem to have a doubt in the world as she glanced down at Peter's deflated cock. 

"Oooooh, it looks as if it's dead," she teased. "Maybe it would help if I gave it mouth-to-cock resuscitation." 

Peter gasped when he saw Anna open her lips and dart her face forward. He gasped again when he felt her wet, hot mouth close around the head of his cock and then pull back. "I love to suck cock, among other things. Do you mind if I suck on your cock, baby?" 

"Shit, baby. It's so sensitive. I don't know if I can take anymore." 

"For me, baby. Please, for me," her voice pleading as she sucked his cock back into her mouth. "Say something dirty to me," Anna whispered, looking up at him. "I love it when someone talks dirty to me, baby." 

"How dirty you want it?" Peter asked, grinning wickedly. 

"As dirty as you want," she replied, hugging him tighter. "Say all kinds of things to me, like fuck and cock and cunt and ass and ... oh, everything!" 




Back Together with His Ex-Wife 05



"Okay, slut. You want me to talk dirty to you? How about I tell you that I want you to suck my cock just like the slut you are. I want to feel it sliding down your throat. Now suck it, you little whore!" he said playing the part he had been given. "Do you love a hard cock fucking your throat?'' 

"Oh, yes!,'" she purred. 

"Do you love to feel a hard cock inside your pussy?" 

"Yes, yes!" 

"Does my cock fuck way up in your pussy, slut? Does my hard cock make your wet cunt feel good?" 

"More, baby! Please, talk to me!" 

"I'd sure like to put my cock in your hot cunt, whore. I like to stick my hard prick up your pussy and fuck it. I love to suck on your titties and feel your ass. I like to have my cock in your mouth and feel you sucking on it." 

"Ohhhh, baby." Anna mewled, stroking the cheeks of his ass, trailing her fingers up and down the crack. 

Warming up to what was happening, and the words tumbled from his mouth, Peter continued, "I wanna put my cock in your hot cunt and fuck you and stick it between your titties so you can kiss the end! I wanna feel your ass and play with your wet pussy, slut. I wanna stick my fingers in your cunt and watch you take my cock in your mouth at the same time and suck it! I'd love to see your tongue licking my balls and my legs and my cock! But right now I wanna fuck you from behind like a bitch in heat. That's what you are isn't it ... a bitch in heat? Just a pussy waiting to get fucked. Just look at the size of that big fucking pregnant belly of yours. The guy that did that to you must have fucked you for hours and I'll bet you still wanted more ... didn't you!" 

"Yes, Ooooohhhh yesssss. I wanted more! I never wanted him to stop! I wanted to feel his cock filling me and pumping his cum into me forever!" 

"You want my cock, slut? You wanna feel my cock buried in your pussy? You want my cum in your cunt? Then get your ass up on this chair and show me your wet pussy is," Peter commanded as he stood up. 

Quickly, Anna got onto the chair on her knees, her hands clenching the back, her ass and pussy pointing at him. Peter stood behind her and pressed his cockhead to her warm, wet pussy. He was burning with passion. Her pussy lips opened and he jammed his cock into her as deep as it would go in one continuous stroke. 

Anna screamed softly, her face contorting in a grimace of pain and lust as Peter's cock speared deep into her pussy and slammed against her cervix. Her hands slid to her crotch and she began to rub her clit frantically. "Yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck my cunt ... fuck it hard. Fuck me," she groaned "Fuck me! Shove your cock into my slit ... I want it all! I want to feel it right up inside me!" 

Flexing his ass tighter and tighter, Peter gasped as Anna's hot pussy convulsed on his cock as it pressed deep into her soft, eager, pussy. Her head jerked to one side and she whimpered in pleasure, her chest heaving. Peter reached under her and crushed her tits in his hands causing milk to squirt from them and onto the audience. She groaned, clenching the back of the as her other hand rubbed her clit frantically, while her hips arched high, her ass taut, and her cunt squeezing and sucking hungrily on Peter's cock. "Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it! Take it whore! Take my cock! Ohhh ... uhhhh yes ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... yes ... ohhh uhhh oh ma uhhh . . . ahhh ... yes ... oh ma uhhh ahh ... unhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhh Oh oh oh!" 

With each thrust into her wanton pussy, Peter pulled her tight against himself driving his cock into her. His hands squeezing her fabulous tits and causing milk to flow over his hands and onto the stage floor. He began to grind his cock into her cunt, his balls slapping her clit with each thrust. 

Anna gasped and moaned, arching and writhing, as she placed her hands over Peter's and began to squeeze and crush her tits in a primal frenzy. "Fuck me!" she called. "Fuck me all night! Fuck me hard! FUCK MY CUNT AND FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM! MY CUNT IS ON FIRE, BABY! BLAST ME WITH YOUR CUM AND PUT THE FIRE OUT! I WANT TO FEEL IT IN ME AND RUNNING FROM MY PUSSY! PLEASE CUM IN ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! NOW, LOVER! I NEED IT NOW! FUCK MY CUNT! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE! MAKE ME YOUR SLUT! OWN ME! TAKE ME! FUCK ME! ... ... OH, ... OH ... GOD... I'M CUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNGGGGG!!" 

Overpowered by lust, Peter fucked her pussy hard, jerking and slamming his hips back and forth, forcing his cock into her pussy again and again. It was burning hot and juices were flowing from her coating his balls and thighs. He felt her orgasm and her pussy cramped almost painfully on his cock. Her cry triggering his orgasm as it pulsed up the length on my cock. "Yeah ... take it you whore ... take my cock," he rasped. "Take it bitch ... you're nothing but a pussy with legs ... take it all yes! Oh fuck! Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it! Take it slut! Take my cock! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhh! Uhhhh! Oh! Ooohhh . . . aahh . . . aahh . . . aaahhhnnnggghhh! Ooohhhhh, shit. I gotta cum." Grabbing Anna's nipples, he squeezed harder, sending her tit-milk in long curving streams into the audience. "HERE YOU GO YOU SLUT! TAKE MY CUM! FEEL IT FILL YOUR PUSSY! I'M GOIN' TO FILL YOU! OH YEAH! I'M GONNA CUM!! AAAAAAAAAGH! HERE IT COMES!!" he cried out and rocked into her savagely and finally lost control. Jets of hot cum spraying from his cock and covered her pussy walls. 

Beneath him, Anna sighed in pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sting of his cum gushing in a searing flood into her pussy as she opened her mouth in a noiseless scream. 

Standing there afterwards, his legs shaking, Peter held Anna. Looking over her shoulder at him she whispered, "I love you, Peter." 

Money seemed to rain onto the stage before our betting benefactor came forward. Not a word was said as the boss laid a roll with ten thousand dollars in it on the stage. 

When Peter gave him a curious look he simply said, "I want my Vett," as he smiled and walked away. 

They had done it. Anna was his. They could go home now. Then from the back of the bar they heard someone screaming. 

"What's that son-of-a-bitch doing with my wife. That's the fucker that got her pregnant. Let me at him. I'LL KILL HIM. I'LL KILL BOTH OF THEM." 

Beth and her friends quickly moved in front of the stage, blocking Ned, as the boss' bouncers grabbed him. "LET GO OF ME YOU, STUPID FUCKING SPIC'S. THAT'S MY WIFE UP THERE." 

Turning, we saw the boss climbing the stairs to the stage. "In my office, NOW!" was all he said before turning and leaving. 

Still naked, Peter and Anna entered the office and found the boss sitting behind his desk, fingers stippled in front of his mouth. "You want to tell me what the fuck is going on here? This one," pointing to Ned, "is the one who sold me Anna's contract. Now, he comes into my business screaming and yelling. Threatening to kill both of you. That is very bad for business. So you tell me the truth, gringo, or people are going to hurt in this room." 

Quickly, Peter told the boss Anna's and his story. 

Standing up and coming around the desk, the boss looked at Anna. "Is this true? Did this one kidnap you and force you to work here?" 

"Si, Patron. I was to divorce him the day after he kidnapped me. Peter" looking at me, "is my first husband and my only love. He is the father of my children and the father on my unborn child. I made a mistake by divorcing and leaving him. Now I want to be with him forever." 

"THAT FUCKING BITCH IS A LIAR. HE'S MAKING HER SAY THOSE THINGS ... CAN'T YOU SEE THAT? Ned yelled. 

The boss turned to him and glared, "One more word out of you ... and you will be made a woman. My only question for you is if you have the money I paid for Anna's contract." 

Fear crossed Ned's face as he shook his head, "No." 

Turning back to Peter, the boss took his arm and led him to the door. "Please wait outside. I need to talk to these two, but I promise that everything will work out and Anna will be out soon." 

Beth was waiting for him as he exited the office and gave him his clothes. Twenty minutes passed before Anna left the boss' office a large smile on her face. When Peter asked what had happened she smile broadened and replied, "You'll see." 

Curious, he shrugged and sat back down after introducing Beth. Anna sat on the other side of her and immediately began to whisper and laugh with her. Shortly, a distinguished gentleman walked into the boss' office and entered without knocking. 

Ten minutes later the boss came to the door and called, "Anna? Peter? Please come here." 

Entering the office for a second time that night Anna and I were introduced to the gentleman, "This is Mr. Hernandez. He is a very good friend of mine. He is a lawyer who helps me with 'special' things." 

After they shook Mr. Hernandez's hand the boss pushed a piece of paper towards Anna. "Sign this please." 

Anna did so and handed it back to the boss who showed it to Mr. Hernandez. Both studied the page and then the boss looked at them. "Before we continue I need to know; Anna do you love this man and want to be his?" 

Anna nearly screamed her answer in excitement, "Yes." 

"And ... ... ummm." 

"Peter, his name is Peter." Anna quickly answered. 

Ahhh ... Peter do you love and want to be with Anna?" 

"Of course," he responded. 

"Then I need you both to sign this piece of paper," the boss said as he slid a second sheet of paper across the table towards them. 

Anna signed and slid it to Peter smiling, "Go ahead, Peter. This will take care of everything. I promise. Trust me, please." Confused, he signed and returned the paper to the boss. 

Taking it from Peter, the boss again walked to Mr. Hernandez and the two of them inspected it with many nods and smiles. Finally, the boss looked up and smiled at Anna. "It is finished. Congratulations to you and the gringo." 

Standing, Anna looked at the two men and then at Peter, a large smile on her face. "Then there is only one more thing to do ... Peter, would you please wait outside for me? I need to take care of something with these gentlemen then we can go home.' 

Exasperated, he stood. "Would you like to tell me ...!!" 

"Shhhh, my love. I just need a few minutes then I'll explain everything, OK?" 

Leaving the office, Peter returned and sat at the bar. Beth was there waiting. 

"So what's going on," she asked. 

Peter looked at her and shrugged his shoulders, "Hell if I know." 

They quickly ordered drinks and sat there as they waited. 

"So where are your friends?" 

Beth never batted an eye as she replied, "Near enough to help if we need it but far enough away to not make anyone nervous." 

"And what's this about a Vet?" 

Beth turned and looked at Peter as she told him of the negotiations that had taken place between her and the boss. 

"And did we get enough for it?" 

"There was never a doubt about the Vet," she smiled. "You see I called someone I know ... well, actually he is my brother. He works in the antique car business and has had '57 Vet sitting in the showroom for years. No one could afford it. So I made a deal with him. I come home and start fresh, no questions asked, and he 'donates' the car to a worthy cause." she finished as she laid the roll of money on the bar. 

"WOW," Peter said as he saw the roll before returning to Beth, "and you're ok with that deal?" 

"As foolish as it may sound 'YES'. I've been thinking of going home for years but never had the guts. Now I have to go." 

"So if the car is 'donated' what do we do with this money?" 

"Anything you want," Beth replied. 

An eternity seemed to pass before Anna finally exited the office. She walked directly up to Peter, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Time to go home, honey." 

"NOW, would you like to tell me what that was all about?" 

"Of course, darling ... after all, my husband deserves to know everything that I do." 

Stunned, Peter stopped in his tracks. "HUSBAND?? What are you talking about??" 

Taking his hand in hers she kissed him again and whispered, "Let's get out of here. I'll tell you all about it in the car." Just before she left, Anna stopped and looked back at the bar, then turned and walked out, releasing a small sigh. 

Anna and Peter climbed in the back of Beth's Jeep as she drove them back to Peter's motel room. On the way he again asked Anna, "Okay, will you explain what just happened now???" 

"Actually, it's pretty simple. You see when the boss asked you and I to leave the first time he had a conversation with Ned and 'convinced' him that is would be in his best interest to divorce me. That was the first piece of paper he handed me. Ned had already signed and dated it for the day I started working for the boss. The second part was even easier. Mr. Hernandez is not only a lawyer, but also the Justice of the Peace. So when the boss asked the two of us if we wanted to be together and we signed the second paper; that was it. We're married. 

"And what happened when the boss asked me to wait outside for you?" 

"Oh, that," Anna giggled as she opened her top revealing her tits. The nipples were stiff and red, "I had to pay for the wedding. It seems they both wanted mother's milk directly from the container. So, I let them suck me dry." 

Instantly, Anna, Beth, and Peter began to laugh, a laugh of joy and relief that lasted for minutes. Finally, pulling Anna closer to him and wrapping his arms around her Peter looked into her eyes, "Life with you is enough for me. Now and forever." 

Anna cuddled closer to him and murmured, "Now and forever." 

The following morning Beth was waiting for them as they got ready to leave. Silently, she slipped a large envelope to Peter. "You almost forgot this." 

Peter opened the envelope and saw the money that had been collected the day before. Looking at Anna, he saw the slight nod he had hoped for and handed the envelope back to Beth. "We talked about it last night and decided that we want you to have this. Use it to pay your brother for the car and then use the rest to start a new life for yourself." 

Beth stood there unable to speak as Peter and Anna climbed into their car and drove away. Two days later they arrived home and within a month they realized that things weren't going to work there. Too many people were asking too many questions, so after their son, Nathan was born they packed up and moved. Fortunately, the company Peter worked for had a new office opening in Texas so he was able to get a transfer and Anna stayed home with the kids. Several months went by and everything seemed perfect until he came home one day and found Anna and Beth sitting in the livingroom. 

Peter was only moderately surprised to see Beth there since she and Anna had become quick friends and talked together several times a week. 

It was only when Anna stood and walked towards him that he became concerned. "Peter, we need to talk." 

Sensing trouble he sat down and waited. 

"I have good news and bad news. First, I got these today," she said as she handed him a set of pictures. Looking at them, he immediately recognized Ned and the front of the bar where they had rescued Anna. 

"Okay, so what?" he asked. 

Giggling she replied, "It seems that Ned didn't have the money to pay the boss back, so ..." pointing to a small 'S' on Ned's chest, "he's working off the debt." 

"I assume that it the good news, so what's the bad news." 

"Well, that's part of it. I think Beth should tell you the next part." 

"Ok," Peter replied as he looked at Beth. 

"As you know I made a deal with my brother to come home and try again. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to keep his part of the deal and started asking all kinds of questions. Finally one night we had a huge argument and I told him the whole truth. As I expected he couldn't handle it and started talking about what would happen to his business if the people in town learned that the sister who was now working for him had been a whore. I packed up my things and left the next day ... that was a week ago. When I called and talked to Anna about what had happened she gave me a good idea and I wanted to talk to you about it, first." 

"Ok, keep going." 

"I still have this," she said as she pulled the envelope of money from her purse, "or at least most of it. I want to start a business ... a very special business. Now don't get worried it's not 'that type' of business. I want to start a bail bonds and detective agency here in town. It will also be a 'front' for a rescue operation to help women and girls like Anna and I to get away from their owners and start new lives. The questions I have is it ok with the two of you if I use the money for this and ... is it ... I mean ... I'd like Anna to work for me," she finished. 

Peter sat there for a moment as he thought over what Beth had said before looking at Anna. "Is this something you'd like to do?" 

Anna simply nodded her head. 

"In that case, it's a done deal," Peter replied. 

Beth let out a larger sigh before looking back at Anna. "Now it's your turn." 

Anna immediately looked nervous as she knelt in front of Peter. "I asked Beth to be here for this, because she's gone through it. The bad news is about this," she said as she pulled her top aside to reveal the flower tattoo on her right tit. "Even though we had this changed, I realized that some of the things I said to you when we were on stage were true. I AM a slut and to some extent a whore. The difference is that now I'm your slut and whore. I love having you fuck me, hard and deep, the feel of your hard cock sliding in and out of me, filling me with cum so that is runs down my legs or my ass. I just can't seem to get enough of it. I don't want to loose you, I love you too much, but I've realized I need to be controlled sometimes. I need to be told what to do to myself and to you. I need to be told when and where and how you want to fuck me. I want you to fuck me whenever you feel like it ... anytime and any place. I'll even fuck other people if that's what you want, because I'm your whore; now and forever." 

Peter looked at Anna and then at Beth, "That's the bad news?? It sounds pretty good to me. So why don't you prove just what a slut you are right now? Get undressed right here and now. Beth and I are going to stay right here and watch, then I want you to help get Beth undressed so you can lick her pussy. You see, I know about you and Jan and I want to see how good a pussy licker you really are. I want to see your face buried between her legs and your pussy pointing high in the air. Then I'm going to take my cock and bury it in you and fuck you until both of you scream." 

Beth looked at him and licked her lips seductively, "Mmmmm, I think I'm going to like this." 

Anna slowly removed her top and revealed her massive tits, "Whatever you say, Peter; now and forever." 

Silently, he thought, "I wonder if any other guy has ever gotten back together with his ex- and had it this good?"