7 comments/ 51502 views/ 11 favorites Husband Can’t So I Did Ch. 01 By: bigtddybr This is entirely fictional. It is an adult story about sex, cheating and cuckolding, so if you don't want or like reading about such stories, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else. Like all of my stories, it starts a little slowly, setting the mood but, or so people tell me, my stories are well worth the time it takes to read them. I welcome constructive criticism but will delete those critics who just choose to rant or complain about my writing. If you don't like what I write, or want to rant...write your own story... For a change, I've written this from the woman's perspective. I hope I get it right... I was starring out of the kitchen window into the back yard. Jeff, my husband, was seated at the table with a look of utter dejection on his face. I was reminded of the other three times that I had seen him thus, the times that had led to this momentous decision and his rather reluctant consent to what I was about to do... My name is Janet. I'm 29, 5'7", 135lbs, brunet, good breasts, nice bum. I take care of myself and get to the gym as often as I can. I like athletic exercises like Ti-Bo. I'm no supermodel in the looks department, but I have that athletic look about me that gets me more than my share of second glances from the men. Especially when I'm all dolled up in a short skirt, silky blouse and heels. Jeff is 6'2" tall, 210lbs, fit and has the face of an Adonis. He is a wonder to look at, beautiful blue eyes, strong white teeth and a perfectly straight nose. Soft skin, wavy light brown hair and, so I had thought, a wonderful and considerate husband, especially with all the time we spent away from each other. We have been married now for six years. We met in collage and married after graduating. We are both in management, which means we are often separated by business dealings. He and I work in different departments of the same company, so often do not attend the same meetings and conventions. It was those separations that caused the problem we now had, and the solution that I was about to implement. Eight months ago we had decided it was time to have a family. We had gotten to the point in our carriers that I could do work from home for a while, and that would allow me to have the first of our planned two point three children. It didn't quite work out that way. We had decided that I would go off the pill in anticipation of our first attempt at pregnancy so I had been off the pill for a month, my fertile time soon to be upon us. Jeff was away at another of the inevitable business trips. He would be home the following week, just in time for me to be at my most fertile. I choose to go see my gynaecologist in anticipation and to make sure everything was all right. There was a light discharge from my vagina that Jill didn't quite like, so she took a sample and sent it off. I was a little worried, but as everything else seemed to be good I simply forgot about it. Jeff and I had some great sex the first night of his return. I think it was the thought that what we were doing could lead to our first child that turned us on so much more than things had been lately. We had slowed down in the bedroom of late, not so much that it was an annoyance, but definitely noticeable. So there I was in my office the next day, dreaming about the hot sex we had the night before, when I got the call from my gyno. She wanted to see me immediately. Half an hour later I was sitting across the desk from my doctor a little nervous and, as it turned out, I had a right to be. She came right out and told me that I had a venereal disease! An STD!! From the sample she had taken from me, the lab had determined that I had had this disease for more than six months and maybe as long as a year. Because of the length of time it had been in me, and likely my husband, it was possible that the disease could make my husband sterile and possibly cause damage to me if we didn't take care of it immediately! I was stunned! Especially considering that I had not been with any other man than Jeff since my wedding! I didn't know what to say! I remember crying a lot and being held by Jill. I don't know what I was crying about more, the fact that I knew Jeff had cheated on me, the fact that we could be sterile or that we had had sex the night before that could lead to a child growing in me while I was in this condition!! What would happen to the baby?! I asked Jill if there was any possibility that we could have contracted this from any other manner than sex. She advised me that, while it was possible to contract this disease from other than sexual intercourse, it was most likely contracted through sex. I cried some more. She called Jeff. When Jeff entered the office Jill and I were again separated by the desk. She advised Jeff of what was happening and advised both of us that we had to, by law, give up the names of our liaisons so that they could be contacted. She said we could do this privately if we wanted. I didn't know what to expect from Jeff...but I didn't expect what happened next. There he sat, his perfect hair, his perfect eyes, his perfect teeth, his perfect nose...and he asked me whom I had been with. It is amazing how much blood a broken nose can produce...Ti-Bo is a really effective form of exercise! I think I got in two shots right to his nose before he could even get his hands up to protect himself. Then I fled. I drove aimlessly around the city, stopping to cry every so often then driving some more. It took me awhile to become aware that night had fallen. I didn't know what to do, but it was certain that I didn't want to go home. I thought about where I wanted to go and decided to call my friend Sara. When I turned on my phone, I noticed a dozen messages from Jeff. I ignored them. I asked Sara if I could stay the night with her and asked her not to tell Jeff where I would be. I knew Sara through her husband Chris. He worked in the same department as Jeff and often went to the same meetings and conventions with him, though not always. Chris was away this night. That was good for me, as I suspected he would be more loyal to Jeff. Sara is a blond version of me. We fit the same cloths and often go to the same gym nights together. So being without a change of cloths was not an issue. Sara and I sat and chatted for a long while. I told her my story and cried some more. She asked me what I was going to do. I didn't really know. She said that I had to get the truth from Jeff. That it would lead to where we were going to go, whether or not we would stay together or get a divorce. I cried some more when I heard that word. I didn't want a divorce and told Sara so. I ignored all of Jeff's calls for the better part of a week. Staying at different friends homes to keep away from him. From the texts he was sending me and the frantic calls he had made to friends and relatives, I knew he was more than just a little worried. That Sunday I decided to confront him. That was the first time I saw him sitting in the kitchen with that look on his face. His poor face!! His eyes were bloodshot and darkened with a patina of colourful yellowish-green bruises. His still swollen nose had a brace on it and was heavily bandaged. I was both rather contrite and secretly amused at the damaged I had caused him. The kitchen was a mess of half eaten food and unwashed dishes. He started to cry as soon as he saw me. He didn't say anything; just shed large teardrops into his already soaked bandages. But I wasn't in the mood, yet, to feel sorry for him. We talked. He begged me not to leave him. He told me how sorry he was for what he had done, apologizing profusely for his indiscretions. I asked him to tell me everything, to hide nothing from me if he wanted me to stay. I told him there was still a good chance that I would leave him. He told me he had been with six women over the past year and had been with as many as ten in the six years of our marriage. I was devastated. Especially when he mentioned the names of women that I knew. I told him to pack his things and move into the guest room for now. He did so quietly, without a word of contradiction. Something that was completely foreign to him. We didn't really fight with one another but both of us being such power brokers in the company, we always had to negotiate through things...this time there was no dissention. Not competition. No negotiations. He moved and came back to the kitchen waiting expectantly. I told him to clean up the place while I took a shower. We started a regime of anti-biotics that lasted for thirty days. We were declared disease free at the end of the regime. Then we started testing for other things. Jeff's sperm count was down. A lot. He wasn't sterile, but the chances of him getting me pregnant were very slim. He started a regime that was supposed to help enhance his sperm count. It helped a little, but not enough. Two months later we were given the news that Jeff's count would likely come up only a little more and that we should look to alternatives if we wanted to conceive. That was when I saw that look for the second time. That was also when I took him back into my bedroom. We cried all that night. Jill took us through all the options, in-vitro fertilization, sperm donors etc. Because of the state of Jeff's sperm she recommended a donor. Jeff was devastated, especially when I told him that I didn't want to be inseminated like a cow. I wanted the real thing. Truth was I was still a little mad at Jeff for his indiscretions, and figured this would be a good way of getting back at him. We had a long talk at the kitchen table and that was the third time that I saw that look. So here we were three months later. I had gone to a lot of different dating and adult sites looking for 'donors' for our need. I hadn't hid what I was doing from Jeff, but I hadn't really included him either. Unsurprisingly, there were a lot of men out there that wanted to help. I was able to cut through about 90% of them almost immediately for one reason or another...they either didn't look like Jeff (I wasn't about to take on a green-eyed redhead nor a black man), they weren't tall enough, fit enough or their e-mails just didn't appeal to me. I had finally narrowed the selection down to three different men... They all looked somewhat like Jeff. All three were fit. They had all sent medical notes to me confirming that they were safe. I liked their e-mails and the chatting we were doing and they all were hung. That was important to me. Not that I am a size queen, but at eight inches, Jeff is a little longer than the average and is twice as thick as most men. I wanted to be able to feel the man that was going to inseminate me. So there I was, starring out the kitchen window. Jeff was at the kitchen table with that look on his face. I had just informed him that on Friday, three days away, I would invite the three men to meet me and that one of them would be the father of our child. Jeff just nodded his head. He said that he would take me to where I would meet them and stay with me if I wanted. That he would cause no trouble, but wanted to be sure that I was safe. My heart warmed at his words. The reality of what I was about to do was enormous. The risks were high, I still may end up divorced over this, but I wanted to have a child and Jeff was ready to help. Taking Jeff in my arms, I kissed him tenderly, letting him know that I loved him and that he would not loose me over this. I looked into his face, that perfect face with it's perfect nose, thank god that I hadn't done any permanent damage to it when I'd punched him, and hugged him close once more. He told me we were doing the right thing, and that this child would bring us together as a family. I called the three men and told them were we would meet them. Friday arrived. The drive to the hotel was quiet, but Jeff took my hand and kissed it when we arrived. We walked into the hotel and into our room where I prepared to meet with the father of our child. Jeff helped me wash, helped me dry my body, helped me put on my chosen lingerie. He helped me place my white lacy demi-cup bra on and watched while I snapped it together. I liked this bra because it was so sheer and showed off my rather obvious nipples when I got excited. He helped put on my garter belt and watched as I slipped the silk hose up my legs. While I snapped them in front, he snapped them in the rear. He kissed my still naked ass before he had me step into the French cut lacy panties and slipped them up my legs. I sent him out of the room at that point and finished dressing. I choose a white silk blouse with no pockets to obstruct the view of my lacy bra. When it pressed against me, or I pulled it tight, it showed off my breasts to full effect. I choose a demure black skirt a little shorter than I normally wore, with a slit up the side that went a little higher than it probably should have. But I wanted the men to get the message about why we were there. I choose understated jewellery and left my rings on my wedding finger. After all, the men knew why I was there and knew the purpose of our liaison. I slipped into stiletto come-fuck-me pumps, grabbed my clutch and headed for the bar. Jeff was sitting at the bar when I came up to him and gave him a gentle hug and kiss. We took a booth together and waited in silence for the men to arrive. Charles arrived first. Charles was about the same height as my husband but massed about 20lbs more. He was ruggedly handsome, with bright blue eyes and a ready smile. He packed 9 inches in his trousers and I gave him an appreciative smile at the thought. He gave me a chaste peck and shook hands with my husband. David arrived next. He is slightly shorter than Jeff at only 6'. Fit in the way of a construction worker, which he was, he massed about 180lbs so was smaller than both Charles and my husband. His skin was bronzed by constant exposure to the sun, making his blue eyes stand out all the more. I looked at the obvious bulge in dress slacks and remembered his comment about having 9-1/2 thick inches. My smile was genuine. He gave me a chaste peck on the cheek and shook hands al around. We chatted quietly together as we waited for the third man. Mark was the last to arrive. He was taller than all the others at four inches over my husband and massed about 40lbs more than Jeff. He had played professional basketball but had retired due to injuries in his first year. He still stayed fit and had the same winning smile as the other two. And he claimed to pack almost 11 inches of cock. A glance at his slacks showed a rather obvious bulge. I reminded all of the men why they were here and that I would make a choice later that night as to who I would be with for the night. Till then, they had the rest of the evening to convince me which of them I should choose! By now, the crowd had started to form and a band began to strike up some tunes. Jeff took my hand and led me to the dance floor. We are good dancers and the tune was lively. We put on a good show. After a couple of songs Jeff held me close, hugged and kissed me and brought me back to the booth. Looking at Charles, he told the men that since Charles had arrived first, he would have the pleasure of the next dance. Charles was as good a dancer as my husband and we energetically spun around the dance floor. When a slow song came on, I readily stepped into his embrace and held him close. I really liked the colon he had chosen, the way it smelled on him, the strength of his arms around me, the feel of his muscles. All the dancing had started my blood racing and now, suddenly stopped, tightly embraced by him; my heart was pounding for a different reason. It really hit me then. One of these men would bed me tonight and my body was starting to get used to the idea! Especially now that I could feel the strength of his manhood between us. I looked up into his eyes and smiled at him. His returning smile sent a thrill through my breasts and my nipples stuck out, attacking his buff chest! We danced tightly together through two slow songs, and when the band began a livelier tune, I headed back to the bench. David too was a good dancer and easier to dance with than Jeff. For one thing, the height difference between us was slighter than with Charles or my husband. For another, while he too was a good dancer, he obviously had had some dance training, as he was what I can only describe as a smooth dancer. He brought me over to the band and asked them if they could play a Tango. It had been years since I had done a Tango, but David easily helped me through the moves and made us look pretty good up there! I wondered now why I haven't danced Tango for so long. One thing for sure...if you want to know if a man is interested in you, it sure comes out in this kind of dance. The Tango is a hot dance, but when the two dancers have something going together...it really steams! I think we may have set fire to a corner of the dance floor! People were watching us spin around the floor and each other. I was getting a little self conscious about being seen like this, but when I realized that my husband had agreed to this my heart missed a beat and my nipples twinged yet again. When the music ended, we moved back to the bench. After all, there was still one other man to investigate! Mark was not as smooth as the other three men. He obviously hadn't had formal dance training, but when he finally held me close during a slow song, the difference in our heights placed me protectively well inside his embrace. It reminded me of when I was a little girl and was being held by my father. I liked that. I also liked the feel of the log that pushed into my stomach. My god, I thought, could I really take something that large into me? My pussy started to cream at the thought of it. For the next two hours I danced with the three men, trying to decide which of them I wanted to be with. If you think it is hard to choose between three very healthy, very well endowed men when your hormones are raging at you, you haven't been in that situation yourself! Finally, at about 11:30, my husband took me out to the dance floor during a slow song. He kissed me tenderly and nibbled around my ears. He softly asked me if I had made a choice yet. I truthfully told him that I was having difficulty making my choice between them. He looked me in the eyes, threw back his head and laughed. "Why not take all three of them then?" he asked. I think my jaw hit my breasts my mouth opened so wide! "No seriously," he said, "you can't choose between them, you know that Jill told us that you have a one in four chance to conceive each time you have sex during your fertile time. So why not up the odds slightly? "Besides, you want to get back at me." He quickly brought his hand up to my mouth to forestall an argument. "Think about it," he continued, "you are still mad at me and part of you wants a little revenge against me. Well you should have that chance. This will give you that revenge, and give you a much better chance at having a child for us." I thought about what he said as we danced slowly around. He was right about the revenge part. But he was also aware that we would not likely have a child unless I did this. I asked him yet again if he was ready to become a father to another man's child. He told me that as long as the child was part of me, then he would be the father if I asked him. He received a long sensual kiss for that one. I asked him how we would bring this up to the other men? He told me to go to the toilette and when I got back, he would have arranged it if they want it. I nodded my head, kissed him and skipped off the ladies room with my heart hammering inside my chest. I did the necessities and stood starring at myself in the mirror. What I saw thrilled and scared me. I looked like a woman possessed. My skin was flushed. My breathing was shallow and fast. My nipples stood out prominently on my breasts. I could feel my heart pumping. I thought of Jeff speaking to the other men. Telling them that they could all have me. I wondered if they would go for it. Probably I thought. I splashed some water on my face and arms. Fixed my makeup and spritzed myself with some perfume. I smiled once more at the brazen woman in the mirror and left to meet three men who would all probably want to fuck me! Husband Can’t So I Did Ch. 01 The three men and Jeff watched me come towards them. I put a little extra pump into my walk, swaying my ass just that little bit more as I approached the bench. Jeff stood up and kissed me. "Are you ready?" he asked. I was. With no other comments, he took my hand and headed into the lobby. The three men all followed. We chatted like old friends as we waited for the elevator, but all talk ended once the elevator doors closed. Jeff kissed me again and then pushed me towards Charles. He held me in his arms and gave me a kiss that curled my toes! Jeff knows how to kiss, but Charles was a man who could make a woman's heart sing with a kiss! When I broke the kiss, I turned towards David and locked lips with him. He wasn't as good a kisser as my husband and Charles, but his enthusiasm more than made up for it. He was sending me clear signals that he was looking forward to the rest of the night. I blushed at the thought. Mark finally took me into his embrace. I had to look up and lift unto my tippy toes to receive his kiss, but it was worth it. I really did like the feel of being enveloped by such a large man. The elevator stopped and the door opened. The hallway looked so long as I stared down it looking for my room. My husband took my hand and pulled me from the lift. Like a train of puppies, the other men followed. Then I was standing at the foot of the bed all the men lined up a step away from me. I looked at my husband and asked him how this would go. Jeff said that it would go in the same manner as they arrived, Charles first, then David and then Mark. "What happens then?" asked Charles. "What do you mean?" Jeff replied. "I mean we, each of us, expected that the person chosen by your wife would be with her for most of the night, if not all of it. What happens after each of us has inseminated her? What do we get as payment?" Jeff and I looked at each other. I could see the wheels turning in his head but didn't know where they would take him. "The deal didn't include money." "We know that." David replied. "What do you want?" asked Jeff. The three men looked at each other and then me. "After we have each done the deed, and hopefully given a baby to your wife, we would like to have Janet as our plaything as payment for what we provide you." David said. "You mean use me as your sex toy?" I asked. The three men nodded vigorously. I looked to Jeff to see how he was taking this sudden change in events. "Sex only?" He asked. The other three nodded. "You don't harm her." He stated flatly. "That's not our intent." Mark said. Jeff looked at me and raised his eyebrows at me. I knew he was giving me the final word. My heart was pounding in my chest. Here I was thinking that I was going to simply be inseminated by three different men, not that that was necessarily a bad thing, and now I was contemplating giving myself to them for their amusement after the fact! A real and true gang bang! "So the three of you are going to use me for your pleasure?" I asked just to be certain. "Four of us," said Charles. "Your husband would be included after the fact." I looked to Jeff and suddenly smiled at him. "Are you sure you could go for that?" I asked him. I wasn't sure what he was thinking. I knew that he had stretched a lot, first giving into the fact that another man would father our child, then allowing me to have three men instead of one. But to be involved in a gang bang starring his wife? Jeff eyes where going around the room. He was looking everywhere but at me. I knew that if he did, he probably would say no. Avoiding looking at me, without speaking, he nodded once to the others. Suddenly, four sets of eyes where starring at me. Like me, they were probably wondering how this would start. I chose to tease a little. I took a step forward and pulled Charles' shirt from his pants. Slowly, I unbuttoned it from the bottom up and slipped it off his shoulders. I remembered the feel of him when he danced with me. His body was solid. I ran my hands over his chest and stomach, and then reached to take his hands in mine. I placed his hands at the bottom of my blouse. He slowly unbuttoned it. My heart was thumping hard as he reached the top and slid it off my shoulders. His hands slid down my arms, forcing the blouse down and finally off them. I reached forward and opened his trousers. They fell from his hips as soon as I opened them. I watched as he kicked off his loafers and gently stepped out of his pants leaving him in black silk boxers and socks. I move toward him and gave him a soft kiss, then moved to David. With David, I untied his shoes, slipped off his socks and then reached up to open his belt and pants. I gently eased them down his legs and let him step out of them. On my knees, my face was level with his skimpy briefs. I leaned forward and kissed his manhood through the briefs. I stood and kissed him. He took the opportunity to reach around me to unhook and unzip my skirt. He slid his hands into the material and pushed it down my hips. Once passed the widest part of my hips, the dress suddenly fell to the floor. The sound was loud in the absolute quiet in the room. David was wearing a shirt with snaps instead of buttons, so with one sharp movement I pulled his shirt open and slid it down his arms and off. He grabbed my butt and pulled me too him. We kissed again, a little more fiercely then before. I could feel his strength, feel the solid muscles of his chest and abs now much more clearly with my blouse and his skirt off and most of his cloths gone. We broke the kiss and I moved to Mark. I looked up at Mark and he smiled down at me. Before I could do anything, he lowered his face to mine and gave me a long and gentle kiss. My pussy was tingling as I was enfolded in his arms. Being as tall as he was, there were a lot more buttons on his shirt so it took a little longer to open them, or maybe it was just nerves starting to play with me. One again I knelt down, untied and slipped a man's shoes and socks off, then unfastened his pants. He wore silk boxers too, but because his cock was so long, the head peaked out of the top of them! I was stunned at the size of him! I briefly got a little nervous about what was about to happen! Suddenly his hands were at the back of my head and he was leaning down towards me. He kissed me gently and told me not to worry he wouldn't hurt me. I gave him a devilish smile and leaned over to kiss the tip of his cock. His soft coo sent a thrill through my horny little heart. He pulled me up to my feet and slipped his big hands around my back. He found and gently opened the clasp of my bra and pulled it down and off my arms. It was his turn to kneel down. He slowly kissed his way down from my mouth, along my neck, over the tops of my breasts and finally down to my nipples. By now I was only a few moments away from an orgasm. The entire night had lead to this moment, prepared me for the touch of another man on a most intimate part of my body. Not, assuredly, the part that I ultimately wanted to be touched, but arousing non-the less. Mark suckled on my breasts for several minutes before standing once more and giving me another deep kiss. Dam, I wanted him to keep sucking as I was so close to cumming! I moved to Jeff. I gave my husband a long and tender kiss and helped him completely out of his cloths. He was the first of us to be naked. I took hold of his hard on revelling in the familiar feel of it. He embraced me, gently sliding his hands down my back and into my panties, then down further, pulling the panties along. In a moment I too was naked. Jeff's hands moved along my body in a most familiar way. I knew that shortly, another man would be touching me in a new and unfamiliar manner. My pussy was dripping as I thought about it. Jeff's fingers slid between my legs and through me labia. "Someone is excited," he purred in my ear. A dull throb pulsed in my stomach, sending shivers through my body. Jeff turned me around so that the other men could see my nakedness. His hands moved up and cupped my breasts, tweaking the nipples, making them stand out even more than they were. He slid one hand down to my crotch to cup my pussy in its familiar embrace. I could see myself in the mirror and knew what the men were seeing. The subtle curves of my body announce my womanhood for all to see. My breasts were high and firm, capped by proud nipples stiffened by the action of my husband's hands. My trimmed pubic hair pointed downwards toward the juncture of my hips, showing the way to what we were all here for. I could feel Jeff's cock pressing against my ass. I swayed my ass side-to-side, rubbing all over his maleness. He groaned into my ear. Kissing my ear he softly whispered that it was time... Naked, aroused, dripping wet, I moved to Charles. I knelt in front of him and pulled down his boxers. His cock was uncut. It looked so much different than Jeff's, longer and just a little bit thicker with the head covered by the foreskin. I took it in my hands and pumped slowly along its length. I watched fascinated as the head peaked out from within the folds alternately exposing and hiding itself to my view. I could see a drop of clear fluid on the tip. I focused on it and moved down closer to it. I could smell his manliness, the unique flavour of male fluids. I stuck out my tongue and licked up the drop of pre-cum. I felt a shudder run completely through his body. I closed my mouth around his cock head and sucked gently on it. Using my tongue, I moved around the head sending more shudders through his body. My other hand slid down to fondle his balls. They were hefty and, I imagined, full of his seed. He let me suck on him for a bit, then pulled me up to embrace me. He kissed me, softly at first but gradually more urgently. I could feel his hardness between us, its heat pressing against my belly. I wanted to feel it in my belly in the worst way. Suddenly I felt the bed against the back of my legs. Engrossed in the kiss, I hadn't even been aware that we were moving. I sat down and scooted up on the bed. He followed me on hands and knees, smiling at me as he came. His eyes were locked on mine till the last moment, when he bent his head down between my thighs. His warm breath hit me first, then the hot wetness of his tongue. It was my turn to shiver... Again and again he licked the folds of my pussy, sending currents of electricity surging through my body. Finally, he latched onto my clit with his mouth and began to suck gently on it. I lost it then...my whole body rigid in pleasure, jerking about to each twitch of his mouth on my sex. I have no idea how long he held me in that orgasm. Finally, I collapsed totally drained. Sprawled on the bed, I sucked in one lungful of breath after another, trying to calm my ragged nerves, but before I could catch my breath or even calm down a little he was over top of me. His mouth met mine and I tasted myself on his lips. His body pressed down on me, and then I felt it...the tip of his manhood pressing urgently into the folds of my sex. My body reacted before I could even think. My hips pressed upwards trying, successfully, to draw him into me. With each pump of my hips more of him entered me. First the head, then a couple of inches, and finally half of his length was inside me. Then he paused. I screamed into his mouth trying to force more of him into me. God I was hot and needing. His mouth never left mine, his kiss stronger and more insistent. This was definitely not like fucking Jeff! Once more I pumped my hips at him and this time he pushed downwards to meet my thrust with his own. Most of his cock logged itself inside me and I screamed again into his mouth! Now it was his turn to pump...he pulled backwards and suddenly thrust at me hard. His cock went all the way home this time, his hips crashing against me with a thump that I felt at the top of my head. My lips lost his and I groaned in equal parts agony and ecstasy. He pulled back again but not as far this time, crashing back against my hips making solid contact with my body. Sparks flew through my closed eyes. The speed of his pumps increased. Soon he was pounding me hard into the bed and I was moving back against him eager to feel the solid impact of our loins. He slid his arms behind my knees and pulled my legs upwards giving him a deeper thrust. I exploded with the next impact. He just kept on pumping me. A few minutes later I exploded again. I don't think I even came down from my second orgasm of the night before rolling into my third. Then he tensed. He groaned loudly into my ear and I felt his cock throb inside me and a sudden burst of heat flooded my belly. A second burst of heat quickly followed. His cock throbbed several more times but I didn't feel the heat from the following spurts, though I know he shot several more times into me. He held me tightly, kissing me softly. I don't know how long we had been fucking, but we were saturated with sweat. He lay on top of me, supporting his weight with his elbows and knees. I felt him slowly loose his stiffness. After a few minutes he pulled his cock from within me and moved up to my head. I gently took him in my mouth and licked and sucked him clean. His cum tasted different than Jeff's, even masked by my own fluids it was a unique flavour. I hoped to taste it more directly later. Charles moved away, and I saw David standing at the bottom of the bed. He was naked and his cock was hard as steel. Oh God! I thought. I was thoroughly spent and there were still two men to service me! To be continued... Husband Can’t So I Did Ch. 02 This is entirely fictional. It is an adult story about sex, cheating and cuckolding, so if you don't want or like reading about such stories, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else. Like all of my stories, it starts a little slowly, setting the mood but, or so people tell me, my stories are well worth the time it takes to read them. To best understand this story you should read chapter 1. I welcome constructive criticism but will delete those critics who just choose to rant or complain about my writing. If you don't like what I write, or want to rant...write your own story... For a change, I've written this from the woman's perspective. I hope I get it right... David smiled down at me and asked if I wanted a moment or two to compose myself or to clean up. I looked at his muscular, tanned body. His cock was long and very thick and pointed proudly at the ceiling. He might have been the shortest of the three in height, and may have had only the second longest cock of them but he definitely had the edge in thickness, as his cock was the widest of the three with a flared head that was even wider than the shaft. I wanted to feel him inside of me and was ready for him despite having just been totally fucked! I told him I was ready for him. He climbed up onto the bed and lowered his lips to my thighs. I felt myself heat up as his lips touched me. I watched as his nose flared and knew he could smell my scent and that of Charles' cum that was dripping from my sex. He kissed his way up over my sex to my belly. His breath tickled the tiny hairs there as his lips found my belly button and then began to lick it. He could feel my stomach flutter as he tongued in and around the little bit of flesh. My hips began to move against his chest as my arousal became more intense. David's bright blue eyes looked up and seemed to smile at me as he continued to tease my navel. I was amazed at the flexibility of his tongue as he used it on me...I wondered what it would feel like inside me and was somewhat disappointed that he hadn't at least lapped at me on his way up. Then I noticed that he was moving again. His lips and tongue found my breasts as his stomach ...and something else brushed against my sex. I realized that the head of his cock was touching my crotch! He began to lick, suck and nibble around my breasts as he moved his hips around in a tight circle, pushing his cockhead around and around in a most maddening manner. I could feel myself heating up even more, could feel myself wanting him to push himself into me. I had gone from being exhausted from sex to wanting him to fuck me good in only a few short minutes! He moved up a little further and gave me a long, deep French kiss. He demonstrated the incredible flexibility of his tongue in my mouth. I was sooo disappointed that he hadn't used it on me! His hips moved against mine and I felt his hard, thick cock slide its full length along and between my pussy lips. Each time the head hit my clit a tiny explosion occurred in my brain and I gasped into his mouth. I could feel him smile as he kissed me knowing what he was doing to me... He slid back and forth several times, coating his cock with the combined juices oozing out of my body. At last, he pulled back a little further than previous times and I lifted my hips up knowing what would happen. I felt the head nudge against my entrance and bore down on him as he pushed upwards. The wide head hesitated for a brief moment before gently easing inside of me. I had never felt anything so thick enter me. It stretched me wider than anything else ever had. We both moaned deeply into each other's mouths as he slowly pushed into me. About an inch of his shaft followed the head until my body balked at taking something so thick. His attempt to enter me came to an abrupt halt. He pulled back until only the tip of the head was still inside me and pushed forward gently. This time he managed to move another inch up into my body. Once again he came to a halt as my body resisted his entrance. I was shocked that he could not move further into me as Charles had just made me orgasm three times. I realized just how much wider he must be than Charles! David pulled back once more and pushed forward a little harder. His cock slid in at least another inch but this time it triggered an orgasm. My loud climax was smothered in his mouth but there was no hiding the effects on my body. My whole body went rigid when my orgasm hit me. I felt myself close down hard on David's massively thick cock. He grunted into my mouth but held himself back from cumming. I don't know how he did it because I could feel how hard I was squeezing his cock with my pussy. He was pushing hard just to keep himself inside me. I must have cum for over thirty seconds but what was even more amazing was when my orgasm stopped my pussy relaxed and David's cock suddenly slid in another two inches before my body closed down on him again! David lifted his mouth from mine and sucked in a great gulp of air. His body was tense as he tried hard not to cum. Sliding up into what to him must have been a very tight cunt, was making it difficult to control himself...especially after just watching Charles and I make out. I realized he must have been on the brink of cumming from the moment he moved onto the bed. I was very impressed with his control as I felt him relax a little. He looked down into my eyes and began to move slowly inside me, moving out and in gently so as not to cause himself to cum. He moved into me further and further as he stroked carefully in and out. The slow motions were causing me to heat up all over again but I knew that it would also keep me from cumming too quickly. I could feel his cock widening as it moved closer to the base. God! He was thick enough as it was and it was spreading me even more! Now I could feel his pubic hair tickling my pussy. He was getting closer to the end...pushing all of himself up into me. I had know idea how long he pumped me but it must have taken at least five minutes to get all of himself into me. Finally, I felt his hips touch mine, tentatively at first, but then more firmly until he came to rest fully against me. He was all the way inside me and I was almost ready to cum again. But I could tell that David was too close to cumming and he just rested himself against me for a minute or so, kissing me softly as he did so. I moved my hips against him so that my clit rubbed up against his stomach, trying to push myself over the edge but only just keeping me there. I felt rather than heard David's growl from deep within him and then he began to move again. He started out with long, slow strokes, his hips bumping firmly into mine at the end of each stroke. We moved together a little faster as the urgency of his needs began to come over him. Our hips came together with more and more force as he gently sped up his strokes. The sound of our flesh coming together became louder and louder. Our breaths, grunts and moans were the only thing that could be heard in the silent room. Three men watched us as we fucked. None of them made a sound. David lifted my knees and pushed them backwards towards my chest, opening me up even further to his needs. It was a move my body eagerly accepted as he fucked me deeply. I could feel my orgasm begin to build and by the tension I felt in his body I knew his was moving quickly on him as well. I saw the lines of tension and the sweat building on his face. I knew he was close. "Tell me when!" He growled. I couldn't speak so just nodded at him. He pumped hard against me a dozen more times and then it hit me hard! My cunt grabbed onto his cock and squeezed it hard. I didn't have to tell him...he knew...with a loud groan he slammed against me and emptied himself inside me. Our groans melded together in mutual harmony as we rumbled through our climaxes. My body jerked each time he came in me. My vagina opened to accept his flood, knowing that it was receiving potentially life-giving fluids. My emotions were completely in turmoil as my body received his offerings. Because he was so thick, I felt each and every shot of cum he fired into me, his cock swelling with each deposit. My stomach fluttered as my vagina drew his gift a little further up inside me. I could feel his semen spreading into my womb. The sensation kept me on edge a lot longer than I would have expected as I continued to cum. But finally the tension left his body and mine and we crashed to the bed. David rolled away from me pulling his ungodly thick cock from inside me. I groaned out loudly as it left my body. Our combined juices spilled from inside me like champagne uncorked from its bottle. The wet spot on the bed was growing pretty big!! the bad thing was that I knew I would be laying in it for a long while this night! I felt my sex squeeze down hard, looking to grab unto something that wasn't there...it felt so empty. I looked down the length of my body and there, starring at me from the bottom of the bed was Mark's cock. It wasn't as thick as David's...none of them were thank god...but oh my it was long! Mark didn't ask if I was ready or not. He simply moved onto the bed and started to crawl on top of me. The emptiness was asking to be filled, so without any conscious thought, I opened my legs at his approach waiting for the third and final act of insemination this night...