0 comments/ 10181 views/ 0 favorites Jennifer Ch. 01 By: I_leave_bite_marks The stories in this series are true stories. I hope you enjoy reading about it as much as I enjoyed doing it. * I have known Jennifer for more than 3 years now. She is a stunningly beautiful, sexy, sensual woman. We talked for a few months on the computer exchanging photos and using the web cam to see each other. The first time I saw her I knew that I wanted to have sex with her. Looking at her through the web cam her eyes were so sexy. Every once in a while she would give me a little tease and let me see her bra. Her sexy body would get me so damn hot. Finally we agreed to meet. I went and picked her up and brought her to my house. We did not speak a word to each other. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife. We did not have to say what we both already knew that we wanted. She was even sexier in person than she was in the pictures and on the web cam. I lead her to my room where I had the lights off and candles lit. We looked into each other's lustful eyes and began to kiss passionately. One hand grasping the back of her neck and the other hand explored her body. Her sexy, tone body became putty in my hands. I could feel her giving herself to me with every touch. Spinning her around, I started kissing her sweet, soft, sexy neck. Exploring her body further, I started stroking her beautiful breasts immediately making her nipples hard. I slowly started to undress her taking her shirt off first. Her body was a picture of perfection. I slowly pulled her shorts off of her luscious legs, revealing her white, silky, lace panties. Still standing behind her I start grinding my cock against her beautiful round sexy ass. She starts pushing back against me and I slid my hand inside her panties to stroke her already soaking wet pussy. I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back to give me better access to her neck. She moans I kiss her and stroke her clit. I feel her legs getting weak. She immediately reaches back and grabs my hard throbbing cock through my underwear. My cock was aching to be inside her. She turns around to face me and we kiss again as she pulls my cock out and starts stroking it furiously. I lay her back on the bed and start kissing slowly down her neck until I get to her hard pert nipples. I sucked her left nipple in my mouth grasping the rest of her breast with my hand. Sucking her nipple and flicking it with my tongue made her squirm underneath me. My thigh was in between her leg stroking her grinding clit and pussy. I could feel her wetness through her panties. I give her other nipple equal attention and slowly start making my way down her soft sweet body. Once I reached the top of her panties, I started licking around the waistband. Kissing and suckling her perfect body while she writhed with pleasure. I started gently kissing her through her underwear working my way down to her mound. I softly kissed her clit through her panties sending an electric current through her body. Then I diverted my attention to her inner thigh. I kissed and licked her around her panties again. Her body begged for pleasure. She moved and writhed underneath my every touch. I then took her panties of and immediately began to lick and suck on her swollen clit. Her sweet taste and sexy aroma was almost more than I could handle. My cock throbbed and ached with every lick and taste that I got. I moved onto the bed next to her giving access to my swollen hard cock. She took me into her mouth sucking and licking the length of my rod sending uncontrollable surges of pleasure through my body. Her masterful talent was almost too much to bear sending me right to the edge of climax. I had to pull her away from my cock and kiss her full on the mouth to keep from right then and there. Laying her back on the bed I worked my cock into her hot wet pussy until I was in her completely. Her back arched at the pure pleasure of my thick cock filling her pussy. I started pounding her pussy with my cock sending her into uncontrollable orgasms. Her pussy convulsed and milked my cock as she came. I grabbed a hold of her waist and flipped her over on her stomach. Laying her flat on the bed I penetrated her with my rod again. Fucking her as hard as I could I grabbed a hand full of hair with my left hand and slapped her ass with the other. A red handprint appeared quickly sending a tingle down my spine. I smacked her ass again and again making it red with pain and pleasure. She began cumming again. This time it was more than I could bear. I could feel my ball start to tighten up and my cock swelled even larger than it was. It felt so good having her pussy milk my cock as my cum filled her pussy. I collapsed on top of her totally satisfied with our delicious sexual episode. Driving her home I said goodnight as she got out of the car. This would be the beginning of a beautiful sexy relationship. More to come! Jennifer Ch. 01 Jennifer strode down the curved staircase, the long, slim length of her legs emphasized by the sheen of sheer black stockings. Her hips were cocked forward, the silk of her panties rubbing against her receptive mound. Her mouth was slightly open and her tongue nervously moistened her glistening lips. Alex watched with growing excitement as her short skirt swung sensuously across her tensing thighs. Her heavy breasts rolled insolently behind her white silk blouse, the rouged nipples hard and obvious, their only confinement the sheer blouse and the cobweb thin lace that was her camisole. Alex stepped forward and took her hand as she left the staircase. The tension between them was strong, as the anticipation of this meeting had stirred them both. Neither spoke as he led her to the car, the dimmed interior beckoning and offering privacy as she stepped into the rear. Her skirt slid high showing the darkened top of her stocking, the creamy thigh cut by the thin black strap of her garter belt. Jennifer settled on the cool leather seat and straightened her full skirt across her legs. There was no modesty in the gesture, she knew that Alex had glimpsed the flash of thigh and wanted his excitement to be heightened by this obvious concealment. As Alex slid in beside her she crossed one leg over the other, and her fine gold ankle chain caught the light of an overhanging street lamp. She heard Alex catch his breath and then, after he had given his driver directions, he triggered the lock which sent the smoked glass partition hissing shut. The car noiselessly moved off and Jennifer sat, her body tensed expectantly, waiting. Three hours before the day had seemed like any other. Jennifer had been clearing her desk ready to go home, when Alex had walked in. "I was told you have some exclusive Italian leather gift lines, by Joan Paget. You know her of course?" Jennifer started. Joan Paget? Of course she knew her. She and Joan had once been lovers. She remembered lying naked across a large, round, pink, satin covered bed, and her heels scrabbling to grip the coverlet as Joan's tongue flicked at her open cunt, while the steady throb of the thin vibrator in her arse spurred her into climax after climax. "Oh! .........Joan. How is she? "Very well! She left for the States this morning." Jennifer felt the familiar stirring. This man looked very attractive. She took in the wide line of his shoulders, her eyes moving down across his hard stomach and resting on the tight hard knot that was his crutch. "I'm sorry. My samples are all down at Double Bay. I'll have them back in the morning. Can I show you then?' "Sure." There was a long pause. Alex took in the full lines of her body, the Long legs encased in denim fitting every crevice, her arse tight and rounded - offering promise of sexual fulfillment. Her full breasts rose and fell under the red and white striped top, their fullness partly obscured by the cascade of blonde hair which glistened in the late afternoon sun. Alex felt his cock tighten. "Joan said I would find you an interesting lady. She was right." "How do you know?" "I don't. Yet." "Aren't you being a little presumptuous?" Jennifer knew her protests were ineffectual. She wanted this man. "Have dinner with me?" "What is it you want?" "I want it to be very special." Jennifer softened. "It will be." The strong lights reflected off the swirling fog as the powerful car cruised through the darkened town. Alex leaned over and gripped her face with his hand, drawing her towards him. Jenny felt herself moisten and her knees fell open, her skirt falling back. Alex covered her mouth with his, his long tongue flicking into her mouth, their breath meeting and blending in an outburst of pleasure. Alex pushed his hand under her skirt, sliding over her stocking top and cupping the wet lace on her cunt. His fingers moved insistently on her mound feeling the opening of her panties still held closed by the thin black satin ties which hindered his progress. He pulled the end of the bow and felt the knot loosen. His finger slid through the gap, caressing the warm wet tangle at her entrance and flicking sensuously at the aroused erection of her clitoris. Her breath caught in her throat at the ecstasy of his caress. She stretched out her gloved hand feeling for the hard rod of his cock which was pushing crookedly at his trousers. She found her target and her thumb swung backwards and forwards across the crown. She unclipped his belt and ran the zipper along the line of his cock, her knuckles caressing him all the way down. Her hand moved into his fly and she gasped as she realised his cock was unfettered by underwear. His cock felt like warm steel and unable to wait any longer, she pulled him over her and buried his cock through her open black panties into her waiting cunt. Their mouths crashed together, tongues and teeth battering, as their attacking groins forced against each other, the friction of their pubic hair oiled by the seeping fluids of their bodies. Alex forced himself backward and slid his hands between the press of their bodies. His searching fingers found her nipples, hard and thrusting, and he squeezed and rolled them between the calloused pads of his thumbs and forefingers. He moved downward until his closing teeth gripped her nipple and the wetness from his mouth spread over her intervening blouse. His fingers worked at the buttons and when they were open he spread the lapels backwards to allow him freer access to her writhing body. The thin black lace of her camisole highlighted the crimsoned and erect points of her nipples, and as he slid the thin black straps aside, her large naked breasts pushed upward towards his mouth. As Alex looked down he saw that each nipple was circled by a fine scarlet thread, pulled tight enough to hold its engorged captive erect, and his appreciation of this sensual insight caused his cock to kick and harden. Jennifer felt the spasming of his body and pulled him upward to bury his cock to its limit. She felt its rounded head forcing at the neck of her womb and she struggled against the bunching of his trousers which interrupted her access to his body. Quickly! Your trousers! Take them off!' Alex withdrew, the hungry mouth of Jennifer's cunt fighting to hold him in its power. He undid the fastenings and in the awkward confines of the car pushed his pants down to his. ank1es. Jennifer, her eyes rolling and dilated with lust, moaned as his rampant rod slipped back into her satin sheath Her 1ong black stockinged legs stretched up and locked across his back, their silken sheen whispering their sensuous sibilance as they caressed his responsive trunk. As she lifted her writhing buttocks off the warm leather of the seat, his hands slid underneath her and shredded the black lace panties that hid his target. Unhindered now, his fingers caressed the soft skin behind her cunt, until he found the clenching opening of her arse. The warm secretions of their fucking had run down her crack and they lubricated his access as he buried first one, then two and then three fingers into her welcoming arse. He rode up high on her cunt, the hardness of his cock raking up and down her aroused clitoris, their pubic hair mingling with the closeness of their contact. Their hips locked together, with only their most intimate areas separating and grinding together. Alex feet bore into the plush carpet, levering him against her receptive cunt. Her arse was wet and open, sucking at his fingers, demanding relief. Quickly he withdrew and, freeing himself from her legs' silken embrace, he turned her over. Her black skirt was bunched at her waist, the lace straps of her garter belt framing the perfection of her tail. Her fingers slid to her cunt and she began to caress herself as she writhed uncontrollably on the leather seat. Alex moved his cock to the opening of her arse, but as he pushed forward and began to enter her she suddenly pulled away, saying, "No! Wait!" Her eyes were wide and staring, her breath rough and uneven as she rolled to her side her skirt falling over her legs. "Please", she said, "Not so quickly." Alex, his cock, purple and tight, slumped against the back of the driver's seat, his teeth locked in a grimace of unsatisfied release. Jennifer slithered forward onto the floor, until her tongue flicked at the head of his cock. Then, surging forward, she sucked all of his immense weapon deep into her mouth. As she sucked, her tongue continued to stab and rub at the sensitive area at the back of his glans until Alex, rigid with anticipation and arousal, sank his fingers into her hair, pulled her mouth even further onto his bucking cock, and shot his sperm far into her throat. Jennifer, her own responses triggered by his projectile release, spasmed uncontrollably in climax. Jennifer Ch. 01 1: How it All Began *This is my first story and contains both a story of my life with elements of fantasy and embellishment. I will not outline where truth stops and fantasy begins for flow. **I've not written before so am open to critique. ***This is a long story, I write this almost as a journal of my experience and it helps me relive the moment. It is highly descriptive and hopefully experiential. If you like short punchy stories this is not for you. ****This Part is just the build up with no actual action. I will release the first encounter shortly then based on response/feedback may continue. Discovery I fumbled for my keys and absently inserted it into the front door balancing groceries and my briefcase as I tried to get the door open. The hallway light was on – signalling that my wife was home before me. As I shut the door, I yelled out, "Honey, I'm home". Strange, I got no response. Ever since we lived together we had made it an unspoken rule that if one of us was home when the other arrived home, the one who was home would come out with a kiss to welcome the other home. It became a bit of a ritual for us, similar to how we would kiss goodbye before the first person left for the day. Today was an odd exception. I made my way to the kitchen and dropped the grocery bags and made my way to the second bedroom/study in our flat where Jennifer would normally be working when she was home. As I approached the room, I knew something was wrong. Jennifer was walking out toward me, her face taut in a mask of blended anger and disgust and she held my laptop in her hands. My memory raced back to the morning before I'd left and suddenly my heart sank deep, all the way down to my stomach. She thrust the laptop into my hands and hissed quietly "take your disgusting filth and go!" With that, she turned around slammed the door of the study and bolted it shut on the inside. I looked at my laptop screen and sure enough, my worst fears held true, Windows Explorer was opened up to my collection of porn which is kept safe in an encrypted section of the drive. This morning, after my wife left for work before me, I had taken the opportunity to erm... peruse some of my collection and had forgotten to log out of the encrypted drive after leaving my laptop running in the study. I had thought about it whilst driving to work, but I wasn't sure if I had logged off for starters, plus I calculated it would be a low risk event as Jennifer and I had separate computers and it was a rare day we touched, much less used the other person's device. Now what's wrong with porn you ask? In this day and age surely it's commonly enough accepted even amongst married couples that men will still view porn and they will masturbate even though they have access to the 'real thing'. Well it's not so much porn but the nature of the porn that was distressing upon discovery. I had discovered porn, like many kids my day through the internet at the tender age of 16. Back then, the internet was still a new and novel idea and 14.4kbps dial-up modems were the norm. I still remember the first time two friends of mine and I went to playboy.com on the PC in my aunt's apartment. None of us had a PC at home, much less a dial-up modem and my aunt who was away (bless her good heart) gave me her apartment keys in case I needed to use the PC for 'school work', It took about 10 minutes (no exaggeration) to load the front page of playboy.com and we spent the next two hours waiting as pixel after pixel of digital goodness streamed through the ether. Over the next 20 years, the internet changed drastically and so did my tastes in porn. Where I started with your usual plain vanilla and 'hot teens – barely legal' category over time I moved on to BDSM themed porn (male dom, fem sub) to lesbian BDSM and eventually to femdom. As even more time passed, I refined my collection even further and today my extensive collection of over 100GB consisted mainly of femdom categories such as footjobs, facesitting, CFNM, JOI, CEI and female strap-ons. The final and category that turned me on most however was cuckold porn a good half of my porn collection was in this category along with folders filled with hotwife stories and articles on the cuckold lifestyle. I had also evolved a system to manage my library of porn clips over time labelling each clip by category and ranking them. For example, a file starting with CKCPCL referred to Cuckold-Creampie-Cleanup and so forth. I flicked to the second instance of file manager that was open and my heart sank a bit more. This was my picture collection. Over time, I had not only refined my tastes into femdom and cuckold porn, but had also developed the abhorrent habit of gathering pictures of real people in my life. Real, hot and female people to be exact to use as wank material. It initially started off with pictures I took when digital cameras first burst onto the scene and innocently asking hot female friends to get copies of their albums. This seems creepy now in hindsight but back then, digital pictures were novel and quite easily shared around. The advent of social networks however, just made it all too easy and I now had over 10GB worth of picture files of girls who were even remotely hot on my PC. This included my friends from before I met Jennifer, our mutual friends, some of her friends and even a cousin of mine (yes, sick, I know). The way I normally do it, is to have a picture file open taking up ¼ of my widescreen monitor and a porn video going at the same time occupying the remaining ¾. I found the turn-on factor imagining someone I knew to be the female dominating or cuckolding me to be significantly higher than if I were just watching porn stars go at it. Now I had been busted once before when it came to porn. With my first ex, she had discovered my porn collection hidden in a Windows System folder in a very similar manner along with the pictures of friends and acquaintances and that ended that relationship. To safeguard that situation from happening again, I made sure when I started dating Jennifer to keep all my porn in an encrypted drive and also to have a three separate stashes – an encrypted folder for the femdom/cuckold videos, another for the pictures and the final with 'plain vanilla porn' hidden in plain sight in a Windows System folder. Now, I hardly viewed plain vanilla porn anymore these days but I held it as insurance in case Jennifer ever had 'the talk' with me one day about masturbation and porn and I was forced to 'reveal my stash'. Well today didn't quite work out for me as I had my personal stash wide open for viewing. I went to the bedroom and resignedly put down my briefcase and laptop. I then went back to the study and started knocking on the door to plead forgiveness but got no response. The Confrontation I had been standing at outside the study for the last half hour knocking on the door and pleading for her to come out and talk. I got no response from her at all aside from hearing an occasional sob and it came to the point where I started to try to have a one-side conversation with the door. Loud music promptly came blaring out through her laptop system drowning out any chance there was of her hearing me. I sighed and walked back to our bedroom to wait and reflect on how it all came to this. Jennifer and I had been married for almost two years now and going out for three years more. Both of us were turning 30 this year and for most part it has been an excellent relationship. We're both fairly capable, young professionals and enjoy a busy if somewhat independent life. We allowed each other a large degree of freedom and were fulfilled enough in our lives. We were very affectionate but our sex life was missing – a spark. Don't get me wrong, Jennifer was hot. Slim and tall at almost 175, she was a part time model when I met her and still does it sometimes. One of my pet hates earlier on in this relationship, was that my friends and colleagues in their well-meaning manner, would ask how I managed to punch above my weight in ending up with Jennifer. Now, I don't think I'm bad looking, tall at 182 and slim but in no way buff. This doesn't seem to bother Jennifer at all though as she often tells me both before and after we got married that she finds me extremely attractive and that she has this 'thing' for tall, geeky, stable guys. That has been the profile of the many exes she has had in the past. Also, it was not from lack of willingness on her part. Jennifer had a high sex drive. In fact, when we first started going out, she wanted sex almost every day or at least every other day. I initially had 'performance' issues mainly due to my inferiority complex when with her but later on overcame this. My penis is on the short side at about 4.5" but she assured me length doesn't matter and I had more girth than most others she'd been with. The issue was mainly about turn-ons. Her idea of initiating sex was to hump my left as we got ready to turn in for the night. Rugged up in her comfy and warm PJs with thermal socks and glasses, this did zero to turn me on. Plus she liked really boring missionary and quick sex. Whilst this would be good for many if not most guys, I actually loved foreplay – or rather eating pussy and also getting blowjobs. Neither of which she really enjoyed. She also appears to have a really short vaginal canal making it uncomfortable for her when I penetrate her doggy style or with her legs up in the air around my neck – this is despite my short cock. Both of which were my favourite positions. In the early days when I had performance issues, I used to try to eat her out til she came but she couldn't cum that way and it usually ended up with her fingering herself and rubbing her clit while I tried (mainly vainly) to lick her around her fingers. After she came, I would come by having her ride my face with her pussy, lapping up her cum as I brought myself to orgasm. At various times we've tried to spice things up a bit and I've tried to convince her to try other techniques such as different penetration angles with doggy style and also roleplaying. While I've had some level of success and she now enjoys my oral ministrations, she has never really been able to play the dominant role well and this made my fantasy/masturbation sessions much more satisfactory. These days we have sex about twice a month and I usually prepare myself by developing a cuckold fantasy while watching porn videos while she's out and pouncing on her like a tiger when she gets home with my fantasy fresh in my mind. And she wonders why her normally laid back husband attacks her pussy with such gusto at times and can hardly get it up at others. I on the other hand, will regularly masturbate to cuckold porn once or sometimes twice a day when my wife is out. At about a quarter to midnight the door to the study unbolted and creaked open. I walked over to the study and gazed and Jennifer's tear streaked face. Her eyes were puffy and her nose was damp and red. She glared at me, undecided between anger and disappointment. Neither of us said anything for a long moment then she went: "Well? What have you got to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry" I began, then realised I had not quite thought of what else to say – actually I don't quite even until today if I had thought about it, what I could have said. I paused awkwardly and gazed at my feet unable to meet her gaze. "I'm sorry? Is that all you have to say after all this time? You're a sick pathetic animal and you disgust me. I really don't even know you – the person I've married". At this point, a tear started rolling down her cheek again but her steely gaze warned me from reaching out to her. I continued to look at her dumbly and finally shrugged and said "Look, I really don't know what to say. Yes I have a filthy disgusting habit and I cannot make any excuse for any of that. Porn is normal and my tastes have just ... evolved over time into this sick and depraved thing. But I've compartmentalised it and it doesn't change who I am or the fact that I still love you." "Stop!" she said. "Just stop, you don't love me, I don't know you. The man I married was a kind, gentle, loving and upstanding man. But you? You're a sick animal. Your tastes in porn videos is one thing and we'll get to that in a bit but really all those photos? Your friends, my friends, your cousin and HER? That gave me pause for a bit, there was only one of two girls 'Her' could refer to. I had pictures of both my exes in my collection, some pretty racy pictures too. The first ex was ancient history and I know Jennifer didn't care about her, the second ex was really a semi-ex who was undecided between myself and another man at the time. I really think this is what ingrained my cuckold habit and made it such a turn on. The fact that she was seeing both of us at the same time made me insanely jealous but over time I actually realised that the jealousy turned me on and every time I was with her, I'd go down on her to check to see if she had been with the other guy and then make love to her madly. Eventually she chose the other guy over me, and I abandoned pursuit when she got engaged to him. The other potential 'her' could be my previous housemate. Now for reasons I never understood, Chanel, who I used to live with before I moved in with Jennifer, pissed Jennifer off to no end. Now don't get me wrong, we lived in a share house moreover I shared the house with Chanel and her partner Bob. She was pretty good looking and had an easy way about her with guys, I was never strongly attracted to her, but the fact that Jennifer was insanely jealous of her made her great masturbation material (plus, like I said I had pictures of any remotely hot girl I knew in my collection). Seeing my uncertain expression, Jennifer continued "Chanel... as if you had to ask. You know how much I hate her, she's such a bitch and I can't believe you actually like her? Like what were you fucking her behind my back or something?" "No" I began lamely. "Look it's all just mind games and fantasy for me ok? I started out with porn at a young age and over time I found I needed more and more depraved things to turn me on and take me further. It's a habit, like an addiction or drug and I'm hooked. I probably need help and I am willing to seek it. We can work through this together, like how we always worked through issues in the past." "No!" she said, shaking her head vigorously. "This is nothing at all like anything in the past that we've dealt with. This is completely different, and honestly, I really don't know if this is something I can deal with". She looked drawn out and really exhausted by this point in time. "Those codes, those rating systems, tell me about them and tell me what the hell cuckolding is? The majority of your porn and most of your favourites seems dedicated to it". "Well," I began "the codes are just shorthand for various categories of porn in the clip, the rating system, well it's a rating system of how much each clip turns me on and cuckolding. It's a fetish where a guy is turned on by jealousy." I said in a sage manner. "What do you mean turned on by jealousy? What does that even mean?" she said. "Umm... well, most cuckold videos place the protagonist as the boyfriend or husband of a cheating wife or partner, and the videos involve the girl 'getting it on' with another guy while the partner is forced to watch or help." Jennifer raises her head and goes "Wait help? What do mean help? You mean like a threesome?" "No" I said, "Normally in cuckold videos, the partner seldom gets any gratification. He is required to assist by, helping the girl get ready, driving her and the lover around. Undressing her for the lover, performing oral sex on her to get her ready for the lover, holding her legs apart so the lover can penetrate her and sometimes cleaning up the cum from the girl's body – wherever her lover deposits it. It's mainly elements of humiliation, jealousy and shame, all very powerful emotions that come together to make it a huge turn on for the cuckold. The girl is referred to as a hot wife often times" "So you mean to tell me, you get it off, by fantasizing about other guys fucking me while you watch? You're a sick, sick bastard, do you know that?" she cried. "Well no" I began, then stopped short abruptly. What was I going to say? That I fantasized that I was forced to watch my friends get fucked while I performed oral sex on them and sucked out the cum from the creampied pussies? I was in enough trouble as is. "Well, I guess, yes, kind of." "You're a sick, sick bastard" she repeated whilst shaking her head. By now however, she had stopped crying and was talking in more normal tones and even seemed vaguely fascinated by the concept. "I'm not sure what kind of guy actually wants to see his wife get fucked by another man, then eat the cum from her body." In back of my mind I was thinking to myself – no the body is pretty lame, but to clean out a creampie!? But I continued to stare stoically at her. Then her shoulders sagged again and she let out a great big sigh. It's late, if you have nothing else to say, I am packing my bags and heading off to my parents. Don't try to contact me." And with that she stormed from the room, threw a few pieces of clothes into a luggage case, grabbed her laptop and left. Ultimatum I tried calling her during the week, I tried texting, emailing and once even went by her parents place. I saw her dad watering the lawn but not knowing what she had told them, I didn't dare show up to my father out of shame. But all of it went ignored, and I got no response at all. By the end of the week, I was a wreck, I had hardly slept all week. Ate one meal a day, deleted all my porn and pictures and was emotionally on the verge of being suicidal. Then one evening I heard the sound of keys in the front door and she was back with her suitcase. My heart raced for joy and I ran up to her and was about to fling my arms around her, but her icy stare stopped me. "I am here for my stuff" she said and proceeded to the wardrobe, opened up an empty suitcase and began tossing more clothes into it. She looked great, I am not sure whether she had a better week or any more sleep than I but she sure as hell looked great. Or maybe that's just me missing what I had lost. "So" I began timidly, "how have you been?" "How the hell do you think I've been?" she asked without missing a beat as she threw another bra into her suitcase. "I've had a shit week, and I miss you like hell Jennifer. Please don't go." She paused and turned around to face me. "Jason, she said, I really am not sure what else there is to say, I've thought about it all week, and I've talked to my lawyers. I have half a mind to begin divorce proceedings" she paused for effect as I waited for her to continue. "But we've had a good run and until last week, we've had a great relationship. You have 10 minutes to convince me while I am packing and tell me why I should stay." She turned back and began to pack some more, this time tossing in a bottle of perfume. "I...." I began lamely. "I really don't know what to say Jennifer. I mean what can I say? I was wrong, I have done some things I am very much ashamed off. I can change, with your help I swear I can. I'll get help, talk to a therapist and together we can work through this. I'm really sorry for the pain and hurt I've caused you and I promise not to do it again." She remained quiet and kept packing. "Look I'm really sorry, tell me what you want, tell me what I can do to make things right?" I pleaded with her. "What I want?" she asked, "What I want is to never have discovered your sick secret last week, or rather for you not to ever have had this sick secret to begin with. Gods! You hid it so well, who knows what other shit you've been hiding from me?" Jennifer Ch. 01 She paused and turned to face me. "So tell me Jason, tell me honestly, is that the reason why you've never wanted to fuck me? Why you're always so reluctant to have sex? Am I not pretty enough for you compared to Chanel?" Chanel? Then it hit me, she was more pissed off at discovering I was spanking the monkey whilst fantasizing about Chanel grinding my face than she was about the porn. Maybe I could work this angle more. "Look, yeah that was sick, I agreed, "but I mean it wasn't anything special and we never had anything going on. I mean I must have pictures of over a hundred girls in there." She kept packing and rolled her eyes saying sarcastically "Oh great! That makes me feel a WHOLE LOT better" "No wait" I backpedalled," that's not what I meant, all I meant was that it wasn't personal, I didn't have a strong attraction to her or anything, there were just pretty things to look at while I got off, just a sick fantasy of mine allright? And I promise never to do it again. And with the sex, well you're very pretty and hot and I'm really lucky to have you. All my friends tell me you're way above my league it's just that...." I trailed off. "Well?" She asked "I'm almost done packing." "No please, wait" I begged "it's just that as my tastes evolved, I got used to jerking off to very specific genres of porn. To me sex has become a very psychological thing and it's now less a matter of hotness but more ... well mind games." "You mean you can't get it up unless you're watching some other guy fuck me? Is that it?" She asked. "No!" I exclaimed earnestly, "What I'm saying is, mind games are what turn me on, and the sex you want is just a bit... tame, whilst I need some more kinkiness? Maybe we could, you know, look at the silver lining like how we always have when we've had to deal with issues. Now that we're talking about this, we could use it to improve our sex lives" I said thinking perhaps about having more role-playing of her being dominant forcing her to eat her pussy and perhaps even using a strap-on to fuck me. She stared at me with an intense look, and I realised how it had all come out wrong. But before I could say anything she said "Ok, now this is great are you really suggesting that you want to watch while another guy fucks me? Your wife?" "No, no," I hastily interjected "that bit is just a fantasy, I would never, what I meant was..." "No wait," she said, with a sudden glimmer in her eye. "Maybe that's exactly what we'll do". I tell you what, "You've had your fun jerking off to Chanel right? Why don't you give Hans a call? And ask him, ask him very nicely if he wants to fuck your wife?" "Hank?" I asked dumbfounded. Hank was one of her friends from the past I professed to be jealous over. Now I was never actually jealous of him but his profile fit the kind of girl Jennifer liked - tall, skinny and geeky. Hank was quite different to me though, the first being he's pretty buff going to the gym at least thrice a week and also he was a try hard. A long time bachelor (and professing to enjoy it) Hank tries to be a player, reading books like "The Game" and "The System", dressing up and taking topless photos of himself with his toned body to use as his Facebook profile picture. He was also a great boaster and sometimes would randomly drop me a line out of the blue telling me about the latest chick he was pursuing and how 'far' he'd gotten with her on the first date. I pretended to be interested but was mainly laughing to myself inside thinking of a thirty year old talking about which base he got to like a high school kid. I felt no real threat from Hank mainly because he was a try-hard douche bag but professed my jealousy of him because at that point in time, Jennifer was going through a phase where she was extremely upset about my living arrangements with Chanel and her partner, pressuring me to move out with her and making life very difficult for me as the leased house was still under contract. Hank and Jennifer were working pretty closely on a short film project at the time, and as he fit the profile of Jennifer's love interest, he made an easy target in my little tit-for-tat with Jennifer over jealousy. Petty and childish I know, but very satisfying at the time. "Wait, what? No you can't be serious, it was all just a fantasy" I sputtered flabbergasted. And it really was, I never really had the intent to carry out any real cuckolding, I wasn't quite at the stage yet. She continued to stare at me evenly and said "Rubbish, if that were the case, why do you have articles on how to get your wife to cuckold you hidden away in your precious porn folder?" "I ... wait what?" I wasn't quite sure how she knew this as I didn't know how far she'd sifted through my collection but then I began to have a sneaking suspicion which she confirmed for me. "Yes, I made a copy of your collection. I am not sure why, but I guess some masochist part of me just had to know what the heck you were up to and what rocks your boat. I've been through all your material, it was painful and you're disgusting but now at least I know the depths of your depravation." I hung my head in shame while she continued "I know this is petty, but frankly, I am beyond caring right now and I really am contemplating divorce. You say you're sorry – show me how sorry you are. And for the record, no I never had a thing for Hank but given you jerked off to Chanel, I think it would even the odds a bit if I fucked Hank. Let's just say it's my condition to begin the path to reconciliation." "Besides," she adds "you should enjoy it anyhow seeing that it's your cuckold fantasy yes? Also, pray, do tell me Jason, how is it you have these fantasies and yet can be such a jealous husband?" Now this is true, in the last year since I got more and more into fantasizing about being cuckolds, ironically I became more a jealous husband, restricting her outings not just with Hank but forbidding her from taking acting roles (she was starting theatrical acting) that involved her being romantically involved with anyone else. I couldn't tell you why I did it to be honest, maybe it was part of my fantasy world where tried to ramp up my feelings of jealousy to get better climaxes when fantasizing about her with other men. "I wasn't really jealous," I mumbled, "it was all part of my fantasies" She looked at me shaking her head "I really don't know you do I Jason?" She pauses for a while then continues "Well, how about it? Are you going to do it? Otherwise I am out of here." I look at her to see if she's kidding but Jennifer appears dead serious. "You can't be serious.." I ask, hoping, prodding. "Do you want to test me?" She replies, "if I walk out that door now, the next time you see me will be in court. Your call on whether you think I'm bluffing." I pick up the phone and dial Hank's number while looking at her hoping for her to stop me. Jennifer Ch. 01 Dan could feel Jennifer tensing up as he licked and sucked her. He was loving every aspect of what he was doing. The sloppy wetness of her pussy as it moved over his face was particularly exciting. His whole lower face was covered with her wetness, and the taste and texture of her juice on his tongue made his cock throb. But he especially loved the smell of her pussy as her orgasm approached. He began to shake his head from side to side as he ran his tongue up and down her lips. Each time he made contact with her clit, Jennifer would let out a tiny scream. He knew she was close and doubled his efforts. Jennifer stiffened, and pulled Dan's head tight against her cunt. Dan grinned and continued to lick, holding his head still. Jennifer's hips began to shake like San Francisco, and she released a huge sigh. Dan felt her juice begin to flow into his mouth. Jennifer began to moan, shaking like a tree, and Dan sucked like a madman, as she filled his mouth with her cum. She began to moan over and over and her hips started to fuck against his face as her orgasm overtook her and she spilled wave after wave of cum into Dan's sucking mouth. She'd never, EVER, had an orgasm this powerful! She humped against Dan's tongue as she pulled him deeper with her hands. She wanted to scream out, but a small voice in her head told her they were still at the drive-in, and she was able to control her voice. But she continued to moan low as she poured load after load of sweet cum into Dan's greedy mouth. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she collapsed, exhausted, against the door. She looked down at Dan and began to laugh with sheer pleasure. "God!! That was incredible! Dan...that was the most incredible....that was...oh my....Dan! Where did you learn....Oh....my...!" Dan looked up and grinned at her. His face was covered in her juices, and he was licking his lips to get as much as he could into his mouth. He didn't bother to tell Jennifer that it had been his first time. Some things are just better left unsaid. She reached down and pulled his head up to hers. she kissed him hard, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth, and when she tasted her own cum on his tongue, began to lick his lips and face, drawing her juice into her mouth. Leaning over her, as he was, Dan felt the wetness of Jennifer's pussy against his hard cock. As they kissed, he began to slide his cock against her slick lips. Jennifer groaned and parted her thighs, loving the feel of his meat as he slid it's length along her outer lips. Dan pulled his hips back slightly, causing his cock to stand out straight. He positioned his cock head against the entrance to her pussy, and groaned when he felt her lips fold around him. Jennifer tensed, though, and pushed his hips back. "We can't....Dan...we can't..I mean I've never...I've never done that...." Dan stopped his forward progress. He was disappointed, but looked down at her with a grin. "That's okay..." he whispered. "Either have I..." Jennifer relaxed visibly. "Maybe some other time...huh?" His grin was disarming, and Jennifer smiled. She looked up at him with love. "Yeah..." she replied. "Definitely another time. Thanks, Dan..." She reached a hand between them and found his hard cock. Dan groaned as she wrapped her fingers around it. She looked at him with a big grin. "But there are other places this can go, you know...." she teased. She began to stroke him as Dan began to push in and out of her fist. "Maybe we should try them first...." She grinned again and began to sit up, pushing Dan backwards as she did. To Be Continued...