6 comments/ 39657 views/ 39 favorites The Practical Joker By: Urgh01 Please check the tags on this story, if they don't appeal to you then this story will only annoy you. If you read it despite knowing you don't like this stuff I'll presume you're a masochist. No matter what, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. *** Mark Sparks loved to play practical jokes. He'd play them on friends, family, acquaintances, co-workers, and strangers. He even played a few on some animals. Some of his jokes were light-hearted and fun, but others were cruel and mean. Once he got the idea for a joke in his head, he had to see it to fruition. This is the story of a few weeks in the practical joker's life. Mark worked in an office with a guy named Fred Edgeworth. Mark worked in sales and Fred in accounting. Whereas Mark was tall and handsome, Fred was short and schlubby. He wore glasses and talked in a wimpy, high-pitched voice Mark loved to imitate. Mark would make fun of Fred's big belly and the way he kind of waddled when he walked. He'd take Fred's glasses off his face and precisely imitate his voice, saying nerdy things about Star Trek and math, or nagging Mark about his perpetually late expense reports. Fred took all this good-naturedly, chuckling lightly and figuring it was just Mark being Mark. The one thing that really perplexed Mark about Fred was how hot Fred's wife, Vickie, was. Fred was 35 and Vickie was ten years his junior. They'd met at a convention in Asheville for total nerds called Dungeon Con. Fred was dressed as a seventh level elven mage, or something like that, and Vickie dressed as some kind of Dungeons & Dragons chick, wearing a corset, looking shit hot. Her already big tits pushed obscenely up, her fat ass looking scrumptious, and dirty blonde hair flowing past her shoulders. She was stunning in the pictures Mark saw, a beautiful face and a rocking body. It turned out she didn't need a corset to have an hour glass figure, her curves were naturally dramatic. She would come in to eat lunch with Fred at his desk and Mark's jaw would hit the floor. He'd been with some sexy ass women before but Vickie Patterson Edgeworth put them all to shame. He would flirt with her and she was sweet and polite, speaking in a sexy southern accent, but she always brushed him off and showed zero interest in flirting back. So Fred met her because of Dungeons & Dragons, but Mark wondered how he managed to keep such an amazing piece of ass without her stepping out on him. He finally figured that Fred must have a huge cock. Mark knew how important that was to women since he was packing 8 ½ inches as thick as a chick's wrist. Women were banging down his door including a bunch with boyfriends and husbands who had little dicks. That last thought set Mark's mind working. The annual company barbecue was approaching and Mark decided to devise a practical joke to make Fred expose himself to everyone there. It took him hours of brainstorming but he finally came up with the perfect plan. Mark invited Fred and Vickie on a double date with him and a woman he was fucking, During dinner he listened closely to how Vickie talked. He had a skill for mimicry and with a little practice he could impersonate just about anyone virtually exactly. By the time of the barbecue Mark had her voice down perfectly. The day of the barbecue arrived and everything was ready. Mark had gotten some of his co-workers to engage Vickie in conversation away from Fred and others to engage Fred. They did what he said because, frankly, they didn't want to be his next victim. Eventually Mark pulled Fred aside and told him Vickie was drunk and said Fred should meet him in the laundry room and she'd be there shortly. Fred immediately waddled off, wondering what was up. Mark told everyone they should gather outside the laundry room in five minutes. Mark stood outside the laundry room and in his best Vickie impersonation said, "Freddie, honey, I want you to take off all your clothes. I'll be in in a moment." Hearing those words, Fred got an immediate hard-on and stripped in anticipation, thinking how unlike his wife this was, saying, "Alright, honey," enthusiastically. Once everyone had quietly gathered outside the room, Mark got his camera out, flung the door open and started snapping away. One woman said, "Oh my god." A few other people asked in disbelief, "What the fuck?" Many, including Mark, began laughing hysterically. Fred's cock couldn't have been more than four inches erect and thinner than a magic Marker. Vickie ran up to him, grabbed his clothes and hustled him out of the house. When Fred got into the office on Monday, his cubicle was covered in naked pictures of himself. He went and complained to Jeff, their boss. Jeff called Mark in and told him to take down the pictures, when Mark protested that it was all in good fun, Jeff firmly said, "The pictures come down." Mark moped out of the room. Fred asked, "Is that all that happens here, Jeff?" Jeff said, "Look, Fred, it was way over the line what Mark did to you, but you, being in accounting, know he is far and away our best salesman. Now even what I just did is sticking my neck out, he's liable to make me his next target now. I wouldn't blame you for quitting and I'd give you a good reference." Fred couldn't quit, he'd just put a down payment on a house and this job had great benefits and a high salary for his profession. He'd just have to deal with it. But he did want to make Mark Sparks pay. The next day Jeff came into his office and it was covered, virtually filled with, silly string. Word around the office was Jeff got off easy, as Mark was considering cutting his breaks so he would crash his car in the company parking garage. Fred approached some people about pranking Mark, but none would help. They said the last guy who pranked him still hasn't been able to fix his credit score and will never qualify for a loan. And the guy before that had his truck blow up, though no one can prove it was Mark in either case. Fred was undeterred, he'd just have to do this on his own. Fred decided to hire a couple of actors and dress them up as cops. One morning they came in and asked the secretary where Mark Spark's cubicle was. They then went up to him and asked, "Are you Mark Sparks?" When he said yes, they handcuffed him and told him he was under arrest for the statutory rape of a 15 year-old girl. There were audible gasps all around the office. Mark protested that this was all a mistake. The actors told him to tell it to the judge, after reading him his rights. Just as the actors were about to lead Mark into the elevator, Fred stood up and said, "Mark, now you know how it feels to be humiliated in front of the entire office. Does it feel good?" Mark, seething, simply replied, "No." In the break room some people congratulated Fred, telling him he got Mark good. Most went on to say that it probably wouldn't end well for him, but they wished him luck. Nearly everyone in the office said they'd pray for him, even the atheists. Mark was determined to see those prayers go unanswered. Mark already had a plan locked and loaded, and now that Fred had declared war on him he had no reason not to use it. In one of their early conversations, Fred had revealed that Vickie liked to role play and that one of the things they liked to use was a blindfold. This was key to his plan. One day a couple of weeks later Mark went to Fred's cubicle. He told Fred that he wasn't mad at him and that he wanted to be friends again, Fred was visibly relieved and Mark suggested they hug it out. While they were embraced, Mark lifted Fred's cell phone and keys from his pocket. Mark went to the storage room and called Vickie's cell. Vickie picked up, "Hey, baby," she said sweetly. Mark, doing his pitch perfect Fred imitation, asked, "Hey honey, would you like a big surprise?" "What kind of surprise?" "A naughty surprise." "Well, it has been a few days, soo... sure!" "Good, put some sexy lingerie on and your blindfold. I'll be there in 20." "Ooh, sounds great. Hurry home." Mark surreptitiously replaced Fred's cell phone and his keys, sans house key, on his desk and headed out. On the drive out, his dick got hard thinking about the things he would like to do to Fred's wife. He arrived and was nearly busting out of his pants. He quickly found Fred's video camera in their living room and walked upstairs. When he walked in he announced himself in Fred's voice, telling Vickie he hoped she was ready for the time of her life. She said, "I've never been more ready." "Well, I've got to make sure." She was wearing a blue lace teddy and blue lace panties. She was a vision with an angelic face, big soft tits, a perfect hourglass shape and a flat stomach. He said, "Lift up your ass, baby," and slid her panties off. She had probably the prettiest pussy he'd ever seen. He took a moment to behold its majesty. It was mostly tucked but the lips just peeked out. He had to eat it. He set up the video camera. He dove in and Vickie wondered what had brought all this on. She said, "Wow, this must be a special occasion. Oh my GOD." "It just tastes so good, baby," stroking her clit with his finger and tonguing her cunt. Then he slipped a couple of fingers inside of her and started sucking her clit. Her pussy was like a vice grip around his digits. Vickie was moaning and sighing in ecstasy. Mark worked his fingers in her hole and began rubbing his thumb over her clit as he kissed his way up her belly., past her tits, and finally to her lips. They kissed passionately and he used his right hand to knead the back of her head. She had one hand rubbing his hair, his back, his ass, while the other reached for his crotch. She thought it felt harder and bigger than usual. He felt she was wet enough to start taking his cock. He rubbed his cock against her tight pussy then he had an idea. He reached by the side of the bed and grabbed his phone. He snapped a picture of his massive tool at Vickie's entrance. He rubbed his cock against her pussy again as Vickie moaned, "Please give me that cock. I can't wait any longer." He eased his cock head in. Vickie thought he felt especially big and that it felt really good stretching her pussy lips. "Oh wow," she rasped. "Fuuuck, you feel so big. How'd you get so big?" "Pretend I'm Mark," Mark grunted, still in Fred's voice. "What? Mark Sparks? We hate him," she said, still gasping and moaning as Mark sawed about halfway in and out of her, going a little deeper in increments, making her squeal. "It'll be fun," he said in Fred's voice. Then in his own voice, he said, "Now take this big cock bitch," shoving another inch in. "Oh fuuuuuck yes, Mark," Vickie gasped, playing along. By this point Vickie was creaming all over his cock. "Oh my god, I'm cumming, Mark!" "Yeah bitch, that's good, nut on this cock. Does Fred make you cum like that?" "Uh, oh, no. I've never cum like this in my life. You're so fucking big. How'd you get so big, Fred?" "I'm Mark, you stupid cunt. I was born with it, that's how I got so big." Vickie didn't think she'd have liked being called a cunt and a bitch so much, but it really turned her on. Fred was really getting into his character, taking charge and being aggressive in a way he never was before. She loved this new side of him. She'd always been attracted to Mark, his intensity and especially his body and his good looks. Plus, the whole bad boy thing kind of made her hot. She didn't like to admit it, even to herself, since he was a total asshole, but she had fantasized about what it would be like to fuck him while she masturbated before. Getting to role play it with Fred was turning out to be even hotter than her fantasy. She reached out and felt for Fred's tummy and even that felt different. There was no gut, just washboard abs. She couldn't believe it, the power of fantasy was really strong today. Another orgasm racked her body as Mark plowed into her. It felt like he was dragging her pussy walls out with every outward thrust and pushing them back in with each inward one. "Flip over, slut, I wanna see that ass bounce when I hit it." Mark pulled her up and flipped her himself. And Vickie gasped and giggled, still stunned and surprised, and most of all turned on, by his sudden assertiveness and virility, He grasped his cock and went balls deep for the first time. Vickie couldn't believe how deep Fred's cock felt in this position, it felt like it would hit the back of her throat. "You like this fat cock balls deep in your pussy?" Vickie, at this point creaming all over Mark's cock in ecstasy, moaned and grunted, "Uh uh un uh." "Speak up you little fucking cock-slut." "Oh fuck, oh, I love it. I've never, um, felt anything like it," and launching into her biggest orgasm yet, she yelled, "Fuuuuuck," her eyes tearing up from the pleasure and pain. Mark took his cock out and rubbed it up and down Vickie's still tight pussy, further soaking the bed with its wetness and making a splashing sound she'd never heard before. He put his cock back in and told her, "Squeeze my cock with your pussy." She squeezed her pussy muscle, which had been built up from years of having to squeeze Fred's thin cock. It felt like a vice grip and, after about a minute of hard, fast thrusting Mark pulled out and spurted a massive hot load all over Vickie's back and hair, even getting some on Fred and Vickie's head board. His cock stayed hard and he said, "Now you're gonna ride my cock." He lay down and pulled her on top of him, grabbing her ass and positioning his cock head at her entrance, he said, "Grab it and put it where you want it." She reached for the blindfold and he caught her arm and said, "Un ah now, keep that on." He let her go and she reached down and grabbed his cock and slid it in her pussy, which was hotter and wetter, and seemed almost virgin tight, than it had ever been in her life. "Ride it how you want it." She began taking it in deep, long strokes, their flesh slapping hard with each stroke. Vickie's tongue began clicking with each stroke. Mark grabbed her head and they kissed passionately, Vickie dripping white cream onto his crotch. They broke the kiss and Mark said, "That's right, cream all over me, baby. That's a good little married slut." Then he took the initiative, fucking her hard from underneath, bending his knees and thrusting his hips while holding her hips up and steady. Vickie had a literally screaming orgasm. Mark picked her up and fucked her while standing. This was another new experience for Vickie, she thought to herself, "Fred has gotten stronger," as Mark lifted her ass up and down on his long cock. He said, "Grab the back of my neck and hold on." He grabbed her ass while she held onto him and slammed into her, bouncing her up and down on his long cock. He lowered her back down on the bed, lifting her legs behind his head and onto his shoulders. He hammered her like that, her legs splayed wide and his cock reaching to the deepest part of her pussy, feeling his balls expand, ready to cum again. Vickie had only been making guttural sounds of pleasure for the last fifteen minutes. Mark finally let out a massive grunt, feeling his cock explode, as he emptied all his cum deep into Vickie's cunt. Vickie just lay there as Mark smiled to himself. He dressed in silence as Vickie tried to catch her breath, laying in their combined sweat and cum, beginning to drip Mark's semen from her worn out pussy onto the bedspread. She reached for her blindfold again and Mark again instructed her to keep it on. Finally, Mark said, "Be sure to let Fred know how good that was for you. I've got to get back to work," as he collected his video camera and phone. She smiled and said, "I will, Mark," fully believing her meagerly endowed husband had just given her the best fuck of her life. Mark went downstairs. He put a note on the camcorder, "The Big Payback part 1", laying it on the front porch with the house key. He composed a picture message with the photo he took of his cock poised at Vickie's entrance, saying, "Me about to destroy your wife. Better rush home and save her." He sent it off and headed back to work, satisfied for the day. Fred got a picture message alert and checked his phone. He saw the message was from Mark and wondered what was up. When he opened the message, his throat dropped into his stomach. He read what it said and immediately sprinted for the stairs. He took them two at a time, getting winded and nearly falling at the bottom. He rushed to his car and sped home in a panic. Parking in the driveway, he got out and sprinted for the front door. He noticed something propped against the front door. Picking up the video camera, he read what it said and his heart sunk further. Storming in the front door, he called his wife's name right as she walked down the stairs in sweatpants and a sweatshirt. "Are you all right, baby?" he asked, massive anxiety filling his voice. "After what you, or should I should call you Mark," she winked, "just did to me, I've never felt better. I'm pretty sore though. We should role play like that more often." Fred looked at her with an open mouth, stunned, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. "Cat got your tongue?" she asked with a flirty smirk. "Uh, yeah, oh, no. Sure, we will," he replied, still confused and dazed. She smiled quizzically and said, "All right," as she came up and kissed him on the cheek. She had taken a shower but was still clearly flushed from exertion. She lay on the couch and said, "I'm so tired and sore, Tiger, we made quite a mess up there. Would you mind changing the sheets?" Fred meekly said, "Okay," and walked up the stairs filled with dread. When he walked in the bedroom the aroma of sex was overpowering. The bed sheets were absolutely soaked. Fred sat on the bed and hooked the camera up to the television. He saw Vickie on the bed in nothing but her lingerie and heard his own voice off camera, then Mark stepped in the picture. He was fully erect and his penis was far bigger than Fred ever imagined one could be. It looked twice as long as his own and thicker by several orders of magnitude. Fred was terrified about what was about to happen. The significance of what Vickie had told him was beginning to fully dawn on him. She said she'd never felt better. Why was she so sore? And where? He realized that Vickie was wearing her blindfold. That, coupled with Mark's uncanny impersonation, was why she thought Mark was him. He wanted to scream that that wasn't him. Mark ate her out expertly. Then what didn't look humanly possible began to happen. Mark began to spread Vickie's pussy lips with his cock in a way Fred could never hope to. Mark had changed to his regular voice and his cock was obviously bigger than Fred's but Vickie didn't seem to realize that he wasn't Fred. A white cream Fred had never seen before began to leak from his wife's pussy. Mark told her that was good and to "nut" on his cock. She asked how he got so big and he told her that he was Mark. Still, she didn't realize it actually was Mark. Fred was further shocked when Mark came on her and never even lost his erection. When Mark came inside of her Fred worried she'd get pregnant. Yes, she was on the pill but Fred always pulled out just in case. As the video finished, Vickie walked up the stairs and asked, "What on earth are you watching?" Fred stopped the video and said, "Nuttin', honey." Days passed and life returned to normal. They had sex a couple days later and Fred noticed that Vickie didn't seem too excited. He went ahead and ate her out, but even that didn't seem to do much. A couple days later Vickie suggested they role play again. She told him to do the Mark voice and he tried, but he couldn't do it. He just sounded like himself trying to make his voice deeper. Vickie seemed frustrated, telling Fred that he wasn't being sexy enough. She grabbed the blind fold hoping that would help, but it didn't. She told Fred to call her a bitch and a slut but it just didn't sound right in his voice. Fred contemplated telling her the truth but nixed the idea, he was afraid of what her reaction would be. The Practical Joker About a week after the initial Mark role play, Vickie was getting extremely sexually frustrated. She began snapping at Fred over small things, like not doing his dishes or having the TV on too loud. She couldn't understand why Fred would give her one amazing sexual experience and then not do it again. Fred, for his part, asked her to be patient wondering how he could resolve this problem. Fred decided the only way to possibly duplicate Mark's performance was with a dildo He went to a sex shop and bought a strap-on and a dildo he guessed was close to Mark's size. That night he blindfolded his wife and prepared to fuck her with his new tool. He felt optimistic for the first time since the incident. He performed oral sex on her, but she didn't seem very wet so he grabbed some lube and spread it on his fake cock. When he inserted it Vickie asked, "Oh, woah, what is that?" Fred, in his deepest voice, said "It's my big, fat cock, you dumb slut." She said, "It feels really weird. And cold." Fred, now worried, said, "Take it, bitch," and began thrusting in and out. She said, "Ow, that hurts. Stop." She scooted away from him. Then, taking the blindfold off, she asked, "What the fuck, Fred? What is that? What's wrong with you?" "I thought you wanted a big cock." "I do. I want yours. Just do what you did the other day." "I don't know what got into me that day, Vickie," he said, his voice breaking with anxiety and frustration. He began to cry. Vickie took him into her arms and said, "It's okay, baby. Maybe next time." They lay in each other's arms, Fred sniffling, and Vickie concerned and perturbed. A couple more weeks went by and a funny thing started to happen. Fred and Vickie started to settle into a caring and loving relationship again. Fred began eating her pussy on a regular basis and got really good at it, which seemed to make Vickie relax about the lack of earth shattering orgasms through penetration. At work, Fred noticed that Mark had started to see a woman who came who came to the office every day for lunch. She had black hair, dressed very revealingly, and was extremely pretty (though not as beautiful as his Vickie). About a week after that started, Mark approached Fred in his cubicle and said, "Hey man, I know this probably doesn't mean much, but I'm really sorry for what I did to you and Vickie." Fred replied, "You're right, it doesn't mean much. What you did was unforgivable." "I know that now. You know that girl, her name's Penelope? She's been coming to see me? Well, I think I'm in love. I started thinking how awful it would be if someone did that to her and it broke my heart. I really owe you, Fred." Fred was dumbfounded. He looked in Mark's eyes and could see he was sincere. He didn't know what to say, so he just said, "Mmmm-hmmm." Mark walked away. Fred saw that he had clearly said his piece and should leave it at that. He appreciated that. The next day Mark asked Fred if he'd like to get a beer after work. After some internal debate, Fred agreed. They got the beer and it went well. The conversation was easy and mostly concerned their relationships. A couple days later they did it again. Pretty soon they were meeting after work daily. It became a ritual. Fred came to realize what a good guy Mark actually was, he had just been confused. They talked about their past life experiences. Fred's were all true, Mark's were mostly fictional accounts designed to elicit a mixture of sympathy, awe, and trust. Fred opened up about Vickie and his sexual troubles after Mark's practical joke and how often he was eating her pussy. Mark told Fred he really wanted him to meet Penelope. Unfortunately, around this time she started getting really busy with work, when she did stop by she only had a second. Fred and she were able to exchange "hellos" but that was it. Finally, Mark suggested that Penelope and he come over for dinner one night. That way both Vickie and he could meet her at once. Fred thought that sounded great and they set it up for that Friday around 8. When Fred called Vickie about Mark and Penelope coming over for dinner, Vickie got involuntarily sexually aroused. She knew it was ridiculous, but ever since the role play where Fred pretended to be Mark she got turned on just at the thought of Mark. Right after she got off the phone with Fred she rubbed and diddled her hot, wet pussy to a furious orgasm while thinking of Mark. In her fantasy he had a beautiful body and the handsome face she knew he had and a really huge cock. She wondered what his body and cock were like in real life. The day of the dinner rolled around and Mark couldn't stop talking about it. He told Fred that he was considering proposing to Penelope and had been pricing rings. He knew this was the woman he would spend the rest of his life with. Fred told Mark they'd be having Vickie's specialty, honey mustard chicken breast. Mark thought it sounded delicious. 8:15 rolled around and there was a knock at Fred' and Vickie's door. Mark and Penelope were fifteen minutes late but that wasn't too bad. They opened the door to find Mark standing alone holding a big bottle of expensive Tequila, looking forlorn. Mark saw Vickie and his cock stiffened. She was wearing a white, button up blouse, tied above her belly button and showing her deep cavern of cleavage. She was poured into her blue jeans and white high heels. As Mark walked in, shoulders hunched, Vickie asked "Where's Penelope?" Mark started crying, "She broke up with me." As Vickie and Fred hugged him, he pressed his erection into Vickie's belly. Vickie felt Mark's hard cock pressing through his pants up against her waist and bare stomach and her panties got very wet. His cock felt really... substantial, she thought to herself. She said, "Mark, she obviously doesn't deserve you. I'm sure there are better women standing right in front of you." Fred agreed, "Yeah Mark, someone that treats you like that doesn't deserve your time." Mark cried out, "But I loved her so much," all the while grinding into Vickie with his hard cock, pulling her crotch toward his by her hips. Vickie said, "There there, Mark. It's going to be okay, baby." She let him lower his head into her soft, pillowy breasts and allowed his hands to slip off her hips to grip her ass. Comforting Mark was turning her on a great deal. She decided maybe she should fondle Mark's ass, just to make him feel better. She reached back and squeezed, marveling at the firmness of his ass cheeks, Fred's were like a bowl of jello. Mark squeezed back. The three of them continued their group hug, Mark and Vickie virtually dry humping at this point. After a couple of minutes Fred suggested they go grab a drink and sit down for dinner. Mark and Vickie quickly agreed. They sat down at the table. Fred sat at the head of the table and Vickie and Mark across from each other. Fred poured them all a glass of wine. Mark rubbed his foot on Vickie's leg and they stared deeply into each other's eyes as Fred made conversation. Mark kept up his side of the conversation but Vickie barely spoke. After their second glass of wine, Fred suggested, "Vickie, you should go ahead and serve dinner." Vickie said, "What? Oh. Um. Yeah," as Mark rubbed her thigh with a shoeless foot. She got up and served Fred first then Mark, lowering her cleavage into his face as she did so. They ate and talked as Mark and Vickie played footsie under the table with Fred oblivious to all that was happening out of his sight. As they finished their meal, Mark said, "Hey, I need to wash these blues away. Will you guys help me drink this tequila? We could do shots." "I don't know, Mark, Vickie and I don't usually drink very much," Fred said doubtfully. Vickie said, "Oh come on, honey, Mark needs us. Plus it'll be fun." "Yeah, help me wash my sorrows away, let's have some fun," Mark encouraged. "Well, okay. I guess we could let loose a little, for a friend," Fred smiled. "Alright, that's what I like to hear," Mark replied as he set the glasses out and poured them each a shot. He handed Vickie and Fred their shots and exclaimed, "Bottoms up!" as they downed their tequila. Fred and Vickie both choked a little as they took their shots. Neither was used to this much alcohol but both felt good. Mark said, "Okay, I can see Vickie is good and liquored up. It's time for some man shots. Are you man enough to go for a few more, Fred?" Fred replied, "Of course I am," enthusiastically. Mark quickly poured two more shots. They downed them and Fred appeared woozy. He surreptitiously started rubbing Vickie's ass through her skintight jeans. "Okay, I can feel we're getting close to my limit. Let's see who can do more." He poured another round and handed Fred his glass. "Okay, on the count of three. One, two, three." Fred downed his shot and at the same time Mark put his glass down and said, "Shit, Fred, you're a beast. I've really reached my limit. I bow to you." Fred said, "Thanks," and stumbled backwards. "Uh, I think I need to sit down." "Good idea," Mark said and led Fred to the couch. Vickie announced, "I need to go freshen up." Fred plopped on the couch and Mark sat next to him. As Vickie walked away, her hips swaying sexily, Mark whispered to Fred, "Man, would you look at that fucking ass? That is something to behold. But on a different topic, I need to confess something that's been on my mind. We're buds and I don't want there to be any secrets between us." "What's that, friend?" Fred asked. "Well, Penelope is married." "What?" Fred asked, very confused. "That's kinda why she broke up with me, she's trying to be faithful to her husband and they're having a date tonight. But I love her," Mark whined, "and she even told me the guy has a tiny dick, maybe a little bigger than yours, but not by much." "What the hell?" "I know. I thought I had a shot with this one. I'm really broken up about it. I really need some consolation." "Um," Fred was starting to get an ominous feeling and the room was really starting to spin. "I've only had one tighter, wetter pussy than Pen's. That was Vickie's. Would you mind if I fucked her a little tonight?" "Yeh, I would mind. Pleash don do tat," Fred was worried and starting to slur his words in his drunkenness. "Come on, you're a good friend of mine. I really need to bury my grief deep inside your wife's pussy." Mark grinned. "No, please pleash don't. I tought this was ofer," Fred pleaded. Mark laughed, "At first I did this for revenge, I mean no one fucks with me and gets away with it, but I've really grown to like you, Fred. I want to help you with your pencil dick problem. Your wife needs a big, fat cock to cum on and I've got just the tool for the job," he smiled. "I'll be saving your marriage for you. Me getting off is really just a bonus." Footsteps came from the hallway. "Oh hey, I think I hear her, be cool." Vickie walked into the room with a new outfit on. She was wearing a long-sleeved, bare-shouldered, black mini-sweater dress that hugged her curves and high heeled ankle boots. The materials holes showed her creamy skin beneath and made plain that she wasn't wearing panties. She said, "I just had to change into something more comfortable. Do you like?" She spun around Fred tried to speak but he couldn't get the words out before Mark said, "I love it. Very sexy." Vickie blushed and Mark continued, "Fred was just telling me about the problems you guys were having in the sack." "Really?" Vickie asked, surprised. "He did. Didn't ya, Fred?" "Uhhhhhh," Fred moaned. "Use your words, little guy," he chided Fred. He turned to Vickie, "I think he's a bit trashed right now. But he said that you guys had some kind of role playing session and ever since then you've been obsessed with big dick. Am I understanding correctly?" "Well, yeah," she giggled, embarrassed. "I can't believe Fred told you that." "He's really concerned, he thinks I can help. I'm going to give it a shot." Vickie squirmed, both nervous and excited. "You've never had a big dick have you?" "No. But the day we role played, Fred's, it felt bigger." "That's odd, maybe this is all psychological. I need to tell you something, Vickie." "Yes," she said with anticipation. "My cock, it's, well, it's, let's say, bigger than the average. But I know from experience that bigger isn't always better. Some women, they're scared of it, some say it hurts too much." "Wow," Vickie interrupted, "they're scared? Just how big is it?" "Oh, it's not that big, just a little above average, but that's not important now. Now admittedly, some of those scared ones decide to try it and find out they love it, they cum all over it and go wild. A lot of women, though, say size doesn't matter. Maybe you're one of those women. After all, the role play was with Fred." "I know. That's what's so confusing. Why did it feel so different?" "It was probably psychological. If you don't mind me asking, what did you guys do?" "Nuhhhhhhh," Fred moaned in response to the question. Vickie said, "Well, uh," she giggled and blushed as she explained, "Um, well, Fred pretended he was you." "Huh, wow." "He was more aggressive and manly and stronger than he'd ever been before or since. He made me keep a blindfold on the whole time. I was really sore afterward." "Well, that is very interesting." He rubbed her thigh. "And you say you got off more than you ever had before?" Vickie nodded, Mark contemplated, stroking his chin and rubbing her thigh. "I need you to do something for me." "Okay," she'd do anything at this point, she was so turned on. "Go up to Fred and pull his dick out, try to get it hard. I really didn't get a good look that time at the barbeque and I need to evaluate it for an analysis of the situation." She went to Fred on the floor and unzipped his pants and started stroking his cock as he moaned. "Come on, baby, you need to get hard." Fred opened his eyes and looked up at his wife, "Hey honey," he said groggily as he began to stiffen at the sight of his beautiful, busty wife with her tits in his face and her hands on his cock. It got to full erection and Vickie looked at Mark. Fred looked up and around, returning a little bit out of his drunken stupor. "Wow, that's smaller than I ever imagined. Haha, he could break into a hotel room with that slim little thing. This is worse than I thought. I'm beginning to think he had more in mind than just us talking. Come back over here." He stood up as she walked back to him. "Honey, what, uh..." Vickie turned back to Fred and said, "Mark's trying to help us out with our problem." "Sit next to me," Mark instructed her. She sat next to him and he turned to her. "I thought I could solve this with a pep talk but I was wrong. You know, you're a really gorgeous woman." "You really think so?" Vickie blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She knew she was pretty but knowing that this virile, sexy man thought she was gorgeous turned her on. Mark made her tingle in a way Fred never had. He was a heartthrob. "I do. And you've got a rockin' body. And you deserve to be satisfied. These big tits and that big ass need something bigger to go with them." He pulled her dress down off her chest and gently fondled her tits. He took her chin in his other hand and kissed her on the lips. They made out passionately, ignoring Fred's moans. She rubbed on his chest and abs and marveled at their firmness. He broke their embrace and instructed, "Get down here and on your knees," pointing to the floor, "I've got something I want to show you." She got on her knees and looked up at him. Looking into her deep blue eyes then into the deep pool of her cleavage he couldn't help but smirk at his good fortune. "Unbuckle my belt, take my pants down." She silently unbuckled his belt and started to lower his tight, bulging jeans. She saw the outline of his cock but she was sure it must be an optical illusion. Slowly she revealed more and more of the impossibly thick cock shaft. She stared at the thick veins in disbelief as she seemed to be outside herself, watching herself pull down his jeans in slow motion. Finally his big mushroom head was released and swung up to smack her on the chin. "Eee!" she squealed in surprise. "Oh! Oh my god! It's gigantic!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide in fascination. She gripped the shaft at the base and about six inches of cock was still exposed. Noticing a wide gap between her fingers she exclaimed, "Wow! I can't even wrap my hand around it. I cover Fred's twice over." "You like that?" he confidently asked. "Yeah," she said as she slowly caressed it. "This is just a little above average?" she asked incredulously, looking up at him as she almost absentmindedly stroked and fondled the massive cock, luxuriating in the ridges and textures. All she could think was how different it was than Fred's little penis, how hot to the touch. It was like it was a totally different species than what her husband had. "Well I guess it's a bit more than a little." Mark conceded, "Ya know, Fred's been hinting that he wants you to try it out. He knows he can't give you what you're so curious about. Isn't that right, Freddy boy?" "Uhhhh," Fred moaned. "Really baby?" Vickie asked her husband. "You really wouldn't mind if I had sex with Mark?" She was mesmerized by the giant cock confronting her, she didn't see the look of horror on her husband's face. "Nuhhh, dunn," Fred mumbled as he looked on, helplessly drunk. "You're a good man Fred, a lot of guys would be more selfish, they wouldn't want another guy's big cock stretching their wife's pussy. But you just want your wife to be happy. You're a lucky woman, Vickie." Mark looked down at Vickie and grinned, "Now, suck, wifey." She kissed the giant mushroom head tentatively. She marveled how everything on Mark's cock was bigger than Fred's. The hole at the front was really big. Fred's was a tiny slit, barely open. She felt like the ridge running along the underside was bigger than Fred's entire penis. She didn't believe that she could get any of this massive cock into her mouth. Intimidated, she licked the head. "Don't be scared of it, it won't bite." "I don't think I can get it in my mouth. I don't want to bite you." "Let's try it and see how you do." He grabbed his cock in his right hand and the back of her head by the hair with his left. He smacked her cheek a couple of times. "Open wide," he said as he pushed his cock to the back of her throat. She gagged and coughed as he quickly pulled out. "Haha, I'm just playing with ya, baby. I'll make sure you don't hurt me. Now get ready." He slowly pushed his cock into her mouth so she was taking about three inches. "That's right, wrap those pretty lips around my shaft." He pulled her back by the hair so just the head was in. Slowly, he built up a steady rhythm. He let her hair go and she kept up the pace while stroking his shaft. She moaned and sucked on his cock while looking him in the eye. She was enjoying herself more than she ever had with Fred. After a couple minutes he said, "Woo, baby, you're making me weak in the knees. I gotta sit down. Get up on this couch with me." He patted the couch and she got up beside him. "I want hubby to have a good view of you sucking my fat cock. After all, if it weren't him none of this would be happening. Would it, little man?" Fred just lay there in his drunken stupor, wanting to stop what was going on but unable to keep the room from spinning. Mark guided Vickie's head to his cock and she grabbed it and began to give him more head. He put one hand under her chin with his other gripping her hair. He forced her down further onto his cock than she'd been, probably about four and a half inches. He held her there until she gagged and then let her up, almost immediately forcing her back down again. "Let that spit drip down to my balls. Let it go, slut, that's right." He reached around and started rubbing her clit. She moaned on his cock as he fingered her wet pussy. "Shit, baby you're soaking wet. You must really want to get fucked. Uhmm, yeah, fuck yeah, moan on this dick. Do you want to get fucked?" He kept his right hand on her head as she moaned on his cock and fingered her with his left hand. "I asked you a question. Do you want to get fucked?" he demanded. The Practical Joker "Uhm, uhmhmm," she moaned, her mouth stuffed full of cock. "Yeah?" He pulled her head off his cock and up to kiss him. They kissed voraciously as he grabbed her ass. He flipped her over onto her back and she yelped with the suddenness of his action. He lifted her ass up off the couch and pulled her dress off over her high heels. Lifting her legs by the ankles, he rested the back of her knees on his shoulders so her legs were splayed wide open, her head resting at the bottom of the couch cushion and ass hanging off the couch, hovering above the floor. He rubbed his saliva slimy cock along her wet pussy and turned back to Fred. Smiling, he said, "Hey buddy, watch me destroy your wife's pussy." As he sunk into her pussy, Vickie felt like she'd lost all her breath, "Oomf. Uh, oh my God. It's so big." The amazing feeling of being split in two she'd had when Fred and she had role played was back as Mark's mushroom head pushed into her. Fred watched helplessly as his wife's tight pussy was split open by Mark's monster cock. "Fuck that feels so good." "Yeah? Your hubby ever fuck you this good?" "Only, oh shit," he thrust half his thick cock into her, "uh, once." "This pussy is so fucking tight and wet," he said, starting a steady pace, "get ready for round two. How's that feel to you? As good as the first time?" "Oh, fuck, yeeeessss," she hissed, her breath short from hyperventilation. "I've gotta tell you something." "Uh, oh gawd, yes." "That first time, the role play. That wasn't little Freddie over there." "Wha? Oh gawd, oof, what?" "Fred, his cock is too small to make you cum like that. That was me, I pretended to be him as a practical joke," he explained as he fucked her with increasingly longer strokes. Her pussy started to cream on his cock, her white juices dripped to the floor. "I had to pay him back for the joke he played on me at work," he smiled. She looked at his face in disbelief. She knew in the back of her mind she should be mad, but the physical pleasure she was feeling was so intense that anger was the last thing she could feel. The sex felt even better than before. Knowing that her husband's rival was conquering her pussy, simply taking it because he could, filled her with a sense of naughtiness that turned her on in a whole new way. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," her body was racked with a monstrous orgasm. Her pussy squeezed his cock as it throbbed and thrust inside of her. "Oh shit, mama, you're gonna make me bust." He pulled out and held his cock, closing his eyes until the feeling passed. "I don't want to shoot just yet," he smiled at her. He lifted her into a sitting position and got on the couch. He knelt with his knees straddling her hips and thrust his cock in her mouth. She gobbled up his cock, her slobber dripped onto her chest, in between her tits. She looked up at him and they eye fucked each other as he fucked her mouth. As he slowed his aggressive onslaught, she broke their intense stare and her eyes traveled down his glistening body as she marveled at his chiseled physique, so much tighter than her husband's flabby build. She reached her hand up to touch his six pack abs, lovingly caressing his tensed ridges, while using her other hand to grip and rub his fat, wet shaft. She couldn't have told you how long she sucked his huge prick like that. It may have been a minute or an hour. She could only have said she loved every second of it, that it was the most thrilling experience of her life. Everything had melted away except for her and Mark, she'd forgotten about her husband, about the time she'd spent yearning for the feeling of a huge cock inside of her. She was pulled from her reverie as Mark pulled his cock from her grip and commanded, "Get up, slut. I want you to ride me." She willingly obeyed, thrilled at the prospect of being fucked by his massive cock again. He gripped his dick and instructed, "I want you to put on a show for hubby over there," he pointed at Fred, "show him how you ride a horse cock." She unsteadily rose to her feet in her high heels and looked over at her husband, remembering his presence. He was watching, helpless and resigned, from the floor. "I'd love to," she said sexily. "Freddy, check this out man. Watch how wifey rides a real man's cock." She straddled Mark and lowered herself onto his cock as he aimed at her entrance. He rubbed it along her tight, soaking wet slit and forced it in. She sunk onto it and gasped. "Oh my god, you're stretching me out so much," she told him. He just smiled and gripped her big ass, feeding about six inches of fat cock into her. He was determined to give her every inch this time, to feel his balls slapping against her sexy ass. She put her big tits in his face and began to ride his cock as he pulled her down onto it. "That feels so fucking good," she said. He kissed her tits, then her neck. She squealed with pain and pleasure each time he forced his massive cock a little deeper. She went further and further down on his cock. They made out passionately as she grinded on his cock, building towards another orgasm. She moaned into his mouth as her pussy got creamier and creamier. "That's right, baby, make yourself cum on my cock," he told her as she arched back off of him, throwing her head back, she moaned ecstatically, still grinding his cock as he held onto the small of her back to keep her from falling. He picked her up, gripping her ass cheeks, as the orgasm subsided. "Hold my neck, slut" he instructed. He kept their connection as she marveled at his upper body strength and he walked them over to where Fred was lying on the floor. "I want hubby to get an up close view of me stretching out your tight little pussy. He deserves that much." "Oh, yes," she said, in a mixture of physical pleasure and agreement. She wanted her husband to see what this giant cock was doing to her. She knew it was wrong, but she felt so unspeakably naughty getting fucked right in front of her tiny-pricked, fat husband, it just made her wetter. Mark started fucking her hard while standing over Fred. He lifted her up and thrust into her simultaneously. His balls smacked her ass over and over, making it ripple and bounce in waves with every stroke. Her juices dripped down and flew off of her. Fred's face and clothes and the carpet around him were becoming soaked. She was building to another mind-blowing orgasm. Her throat was becoming horse as she screamed, yelled and, squealed in pleasure. Their lips locked in a deep soul kiss as she came harder than she ever had before. Mark was ready to bust now and as he broke their long kiss he put her on the floor in front of Fred. He gripped his cock with his right hand and her beautiful curly blond hair with his left. She stared in awe at his angry red mushroom head, even bigger than before, his big balls full to bursting with cum, his cock hole flaring open ready to unleash his sperm. He grunted loudly as the first massive spurt emerged, seemingly in slow motion, and smacked her in the forehead, roping into her pretty hair. She couldn't take her eyes off of it. The second and third spurts hit her nose, lips and chin, dripping down to her chest and getting into her mouth. The torrent continued as his sperm arced above her head, landing in her hair, on the carpet, on her husband. It seemed to go on and on, maybe ten roping shots of thick white cum. He shook his cock, spraying her face, shoulders, hair with droplets of jizz. When it was all over she was coated in cum, satiated and smiling. He smiled down at her triumphantly. "Did you like that, my gorgeous little cumslut?" "It was amazing," she said dreamily, exhausted. He stooped down and gave her a kiss. Standing up, he said, "Good. Now clean this cum off my cock you filthy slut," and shoved his cock into her mouth. "Ahhh, fuuuuuck," he growled, his cock stinging as she moaned and sucked on it lovingly. "Alright, that's enough," he pulled it away from her. He took his finger and scooped some cum off her chest. He stuck his finger in her mouth and she sucked on it while staring into his eyes. He continued to feed her his cum in wads, grinning at her with an arrogant smile as she looked at him on her knees worshipfully. "Why don't you give your husband a kiss, let him know you love him?" She turned to Fred and leaned over him with a mouthful of cum and gave him a kiss. The Practical Jokers Kim was a really cool girl to hang around with. We had been friends since middle school and even had a short relationship before she went back to a previous boyfriend. It hurt but our friendship remained strong. When Kim went away to college, we pretty much lost touch. She'd come by and see me during the summers and breaks, but it seemed she was always dating someone. The other thing we used to do was play practical jokes on each other. She was just as good at it as I was so I just never knew when she was going to pay me back. We did trade off pretty well though and I had gotten the last laugh when I hooked up her horn to her blinker on her BMW so that every time she hit the blinkers, her horn blew in the same sequence. Of course I put it back to normal, but it was a good one. My dad and I had restored a 1969 Pontiac Le Mans convertible when I was in high school and I was known for having that car. There was no way I was going to get rid of it for sentimental reasons so everyone knew when they saw that car, it was me. One night, I was on the way back from a car show when I passed through this town between where I was and my parents' house. I saw a car with the parking lights on up ahead and people hitting their brakes, so I slowed to 45, the speed limit. Well, when I went by the officer, he pulled out and put his lights on behind me. I slowed and he didn't go around so I pulled over. He approached the car and said, "Drivers license, insurance, and registration." I asked, "What did I do?" He said, "You were going 60 in a 45, son." I replied, "Sir, I was only going 45." He said, "I got you going 60. You want to argue?" I said, "Maybe your radar gun is broken, really, sir. I was only going 45." He said, "We calibrate them before every shift. You were speeding." The officer walked back to his cruiser to write the ticket and run my paperwork, I presumed. I was pissed but decided I better shut up. I have a friend that is a reserve cop so maybe he can fix it for me. I could see in my mirror a passenger that appeared to be in the front seat of the cruiser. I figured the cop was showing off to a ride along, or training a new officer. That made me even angrier. He approached the car again and said, "You better slow down next time, "as he handed me my paperwork and a note on white paper. I assumed the white paper was the ticket but when I opened it up, it read, "HAHA, gotcha! Love, Kim. XOXO" She hopped out of the passenger side of the cop car laughing hysterically. I got out and said, "You little shit! I'll get you for this one!" We walked up to each other and embraced as she said, "You better slow that thing down!" I said, "I was only going 45!" She replied, "No you weren't. We clocked you at 43." She told the officer she'd ride home with me. I said, "Hey is this like a double jeopardy thing where I can speed now?" He replied, "I don't think so, but I always enjoy a good burn out. Show me what you got." Kim looked incredible as always. Her dark brown hair was up in a pony tail which accentuated her strong jaw lines and she was wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. Her eyes were just as beautiful blue as ever and her hair was thick and straight, but a little longer. Her D cups were stretching the t-shirt and her jeans hugged her 36 inch hips. We got in and buckled up. I made sure no one was coming and got out onto the street which was three lanes wide going each way. I pulled the shifter down into first, mashed the gas and break and the rear tires starting smoking. I shifted to second and let off the break. There was so much tire smoke I could barely see the officer's car. Once I got up to 60, I let off and slowed back down, leaving behind two nice 200 foot long marks of black on the road surface. Kim said, "I see you haven't changed." I said, "Nope! I refuse to grow up! What the hell are you doing riding around with a cop on a Saturday night anyway?" She replied, "I majored in criminal justice, you know, and am getting as much experience as I can. I am going to be a cop as soon as I can find a department around here that has an opening." "Wow! Do they know what they are getting into, "I asked? "I'll be a good cop. I know how criminals think. I think I might study you a bit as well, "she said looking at me and smiling. I replied, "Whatever. You know I am a law abiding citizen." She rolled her eyes and said, "Maybe when you're asleep." I took her to her parents' house and pulled in the drive. She said, "Hang on, and let me open the garage so you can park in there. The pine trees are dropping a lot of sap this time of year and I don't want you to get it all over you car." I watched her swing her ass as she went to the front door, unlocked it, and let herself inside. She opened the garage door and I pulled in and shut my car off. "Where are your parents, "I asked, thinking their SUV should be sitting in the garage? "Hawaii. They won't be back for a week." "I'd like to go there someday, "I said. When we got to the family room, I noticed a picture on the fire place mantle of her and some tall, long haired guy. I asked, "Who's the lucky guy?" She replied, "That's Dale, dumbass. He is only a step brother, but eww! There is no lucky guy right now. Pretty much all guys are assholes, I've concluded." "Whatever, "I said. You're the one that had me pulled over and scared shitless." She teased and said in a voice like she was talking to a baby, "aw, poor little Dave scared of the police? You need to run home and get a hug from Mommy?" I said, "Shut up or I'm going to throw you down and give you a good fucking!" She replied, "Don't make a promise you can't keep there, slick!" I grabbed her by the wrists and pushed her down onto the couch with me on top of her. I looked down into her eyes and said, "I promise I could." She said, "Knowing you, you'll get me all heated up and walk out just to pay me back." "So you don't want to even see, "I asked as I raised my eyebrows at her? She said, "I'll tell you what. Let me get a shower first. I feel dirty after riding in the police car and after some of the people we talked to and arrested. You'd be surprised at what a cop has to deal with." I slowly got up off of her and said, "Okay." She got up and started to walk to her bedroom, swinging her ass again and looking back. Then out of nowhere, she started running and said, "Last one in the shower loses!" I got up and ran behind her, throwing my clothes off as I went through her bedroom to the shared bathroom between her and Dale's bedrooms. She beat me barely, but she had jeans and shoes to get off while I was only wearing sandals and shorts. She took her pony tail out as we waited for the water to get warm enough to step in. We hopped in the shower facing each other with the water splashing off of the back of her head. I closed the curtain and stared her body up and down as she looked at my face. She had her arms over her breasts and was pale from not being in the sun, probably studying during her last semester at college, but her muscle tone was the same as the last time I had seen her naked, probably 5 or 6 years before. The only difference was her bush which she completely shaved now. I squirted some soap from a wall dispenser in my hand and started rubbing her shoulders. She let her arms down and then reached to me and pulled me closer. I felt her wet breasts against my chest and continued to rub her back and waist. She moaned and said in a relaxed voice, "This is nice." My erection poked her lower abdomen as I pushed it to her. It slid up between us onto her belly and my balls rested between her belly button and clit. I kissed her wet neck and shoulders while I rubbed her back and worked my way down to her ass. It was firm and yet soft. When I squeezed it, it was more than a handful for each side and I pulled her ass up, then rubbed it back down as she moaned. She turned around to face the water and I squirted some more soap into my hands, wrapped my arms around her body, and began rubbing her breasts and belly. I made sure not to miss a spot and gave each nipple extra suds. The shower water was quickly rinsing off what I was putting on so I turned the show head towards the wall. I squirted another portion of soap onto my hand, rubbed them together, then ran one hand down to her pussy while the other down her back side between her ass cheeks as she spread her legs a little to give me access. I rubbed the soap onto her pussy and ass careful not to get any between her pussy lips that would burn her. I bent down and used the next quirt of soap to clean her legs, starting from the top and working my way down, one leg at a time. I rubbed and massaged each foot using the soap as lubricant, squeezing the heal, ball, and toes as well as running my fingers between her toes very erotically. She said in a relaxed voice, "That feels so good, Dave. You know what a woman's body wants." I turned her around and her shaved treasure was right in my face. Without any soap, I used some of the water splashing around to rinse her pussy off and gently inserted a finger between her soft, pink lips. She was extremely wet already and she let me know her satisfaction by moaning and closing her eyes. I removed my finger and stuck my mouth up against her pussy, meeting her clit with my tongue. Her body trembled just a bit and she lifted her leg up to the side of the bath tub to give me better access. Water continued to splash off of the wall onto my face as I swirled my tongue around her clit. I danced my tongue around her clit for a few minutes and she announced in a seductive and begging voice, "Don't stop. I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck yeah!" I maintained my routine and she released her orgasm as her legs shook. I tasted her juices as they flowed onto my tongue from inside her body. She grabbed the back of my head and ground her mound into my face. I grabbed her ass and helped her as she let out a series of pants and grunts. When she finished cumming, she released the pressure from the back of my head and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." I said, "Okay." We dried off quickly, all 7 inches of my cock sticking straight out. She watched it bounce as I ran the towel over my body at almost lightning sped. We went to her bedroom, both still slightly damp, and she shut and locked the doors. I sat down on the edge of the bed and she came over and pushed my torso down as she took a position at my lower torso with her knees on the floor. I laid back and with my head resting on a pillow I grabbed from the top of the bed. She kissed the sensitive inner flesh of my legs and ran her tongue across my balls. She lifted my balls up enough to run her tongue across my ass hole. That was a new sensation and I nearly ejaculated it felt so good. Then she started at my anus and ran her tongue all the way up my tightened ball sack and continued up my shaft to the head. Then with a quick motion, she took the head into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, taking about half of my cock into her mouth. She sucked up to the head and then let my cock fall out of mouth and grabbed it with her hand. Once again she started at the anus and worked up to the head and bobbed a few more strokes. It felt like I was going to cum any second now. While she was bobbing slowly up and down on my cock, I felt a finger tip at my ass. She was smearing lubricant around, I assumed from her pussy since she would leave the hole, and then come back up with more lube to spread around. Her finger then gently pushed against my ass hole and worked its way in. She pulled it back out and then pushed it in again, this time past a knuckle or two. It felt so good and my orgasm was cumming even faster now. She sucked harder and faster and took more of me into her mouth as she gently fucked my ass with her finger. I felt my cock grow and started itching for its release. I announced to her, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Avoiding the warning of a mouth full of come, she continued to glide my cock in and out of her mouth as she sucked and fingered my ass. I finally released into her mouth. As I released, she shoved her finger deeper into my ass and wiggled it around on the back of my cock shaft. The extra sensation made my cum shoot so hard she nearly choked on it. My body tensed and my ass rose up off of the bed while I released into her warm, sucking mouth. I came down off of the orgasm and my head was spinning. She pulled the finger from my ass and swallowed the last bit of cum she had not swallowed yet that was in her mouth. She said, "I'll be right back. I heard the water running in the bathroom, assuming she's rinsing her finger off and hopefully brushing her teeth or rinsing her mouth out. She came back, locked the door again and said, "I wanted to wash my hands, "but didn't say anything about brushing her teeth. She climbed into the bed on the left side and I moved up closer to the head board. We faced each other and started rubbing each other's side and hips. I said, "That was incredible." She replied, "Well, you seemed to know what you were doing in the shower, too. I think we have both matured a little when it comes to sex." I simply said, "Yep. It's been a long time since we were together." As we laid there rubbing each other, my cock began to regain form and was again semi hard. I moved closer and began kissing her neck again. I could smell the mixture of perfumes on her neck. I moved my left leg into her crotch as she spread her legs accepting it. I rubbed her right hip as I continued to kiss her neck and nibble her ear lobe. I could feel her hot pussy on the top of my leg and ground into her with my leg. She reached down and began stroking my cock gently. I reached in to kiss her mouth and when our tongues began to twist around each other, I could taste the cum she had just taken minutes ago. She grabbed the back of my head and ran her fingers through my hair as she stroked my cock with the other hand. I reached down and ran my hand between my legs and her pussy. I ran four fingers down and when I got to her folds, I slipped my middle finger between them and into her canal. She moaned and rotated her hips in rhythm. I pushed the finger in and out, then up to her clit in order to stimulate her externally. She answered every movement I made with a moan and a body movement. She released our kiss and said, "I'm cumming again." I continued to make circles around her clit using the juices that were flowing from her excitement. Her pussy felt like hot, slimy, velvet. She bucked and panted again as she stopped jerking on my cock long enough to enjoy the full sensation of my movements. Finally she said, "Fuck my pussy, Dave. Give it a good fucking, baby." I moved my body perpendicular to hers and moved her body to the center of the bed with her on her back. Her legs were up in the air and I came in behind her laying on my right side. I moved my cock into place and drove just the head into her hot, wet, and tight pussy canal. I moved a little closer and started pushing my head and shaft deeper. She rested her feet down behind my back and legs. I reached down to her clit with my left hand and began rubbing swirls again as I penetrated her pussy with all seven inches. She reached down over my hand to between her legs and rubbed my shaft as I fucked her in that position. I took my hand and got it nice and wet from her juices and moved it to her mouth. She sucked her juices off of my fingers. I reached down and worked her clit again. After a few minutes, her upper torso lifted off the bed and she said, "I'm cumming again. Oh God! YES!" I drilled her harder and maintained the movements on her clit. With every release, her juices ran down her body and my balls. She came down off of that orgasm and went almost immediately into another. This time, she grabbed my arm that was between her legs and dug her fingernails into it. She said, "Fuck yes! YES! Fuck my pussy!" We went on for 20 minutes or so and after 3 or 4 more orgasms, she said, "I want you to cum in me." I knew this position would take a while so I said, "Let's switch positions." She said, "Anything." She lifted her legs up and I moved off of the bed. I told her to get on the edge of the bed, belly down, with her legs on the floor. She did as I instructed and I moved in behind her. I straddled her legs and placed my soaking wet cock at her entrance and pushed in. I could feel the difference already. My cock curves slightly upward so the pubic bone hits it just right when I am coming in from behind. I grabbed her hips and began fucking her deeply and slowly, enjoying the feeling of her tightness all the way down my shaft. She moaned and said, "Damn you're big. I did remember that." I picked up the pace as the "drunk with lust" state took over. I pounded her pussy and enjoyed the beautiful body that lay in front of me. Her ass was perfect and every time I bounced into her, the ripples went all the way out to her hips. I daringly took one of my middle fingers and spit onto it, rubbed it around her ass hole, and poked a finger into it. I could feel my finger inside of her on my cock, separated by a layer of internal skin and muscle. I left the finger buried inside her and jiggled it around. Kim started cumming again and the combination of everything had me itching for another release as well. I fucked her hard and fast while I had one finger in her ass and the other hand scratching her back. She let out a scream she managed to muffle in the pillow I used earlier and her pussy tightened around my shaft. I began releasing into her and she said, "Oh, cum in my pussy, Dave, give me all your cum! I can feel it, baby." My cum shot into her and I felt every single shot. I maintained pace until I knew she was done cumming as well. I slowed down and stopped buried deep in her pussy. My legs were shaking so she said, "Are you okay?" I replied in a worn out voice, "Yeah, just move up onto the bed so I can lay on top of you." She did and I got up on top of her and tried to stick my cock back into her. I finally got it in and we laid there for a few minutes until I slipped out of her and rolled over to my side. She rolled up onto her side and said, "For an asshole, you're pretty good at one thing." I said, "Whatever. You're not so bad for a cop wannabe." She said, "Just wait until I throw you in jail. We'll see who will be begging who then." We smiled and kissed one last time before we both fell asleep.