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A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 01

By: MormonChicks



Things were looking bad at the front end of the Great Recession for us and continued to get worse. My pretty wife Claire and I, with our two young children, had just made a move up to a new neighborhood that quite frankly was barely within our means. We were getting comfortable with our neighbors and Claire had made friends in our Ward. She was fitting right in with the Relief Society women and enjoying other church activities.

For myself, I don't fit in so quickly. When I married Claire it was glaringly obvious that her family was much better off financially and much more involved and dedicated to the Mormon Church. Although I was happy with our old Layton home her family thought we should live in a bigger place in Midvale nearer to them. Her father insisted on putting twenty percent down and arranged for our mortgage where he kept his own accounts. I agreed mostly because with the money he gave Claire to put down our payments stayed about the same.

We were well settled in and ready to add to the family when the bottom dropped out of everything and Claire lost her job. Even though her mom found her a new job the pay was much less. Our struggles began. First it was this bill was late, and then another. We fell behind on the mortgage. We both knew how mad her father would be if we lost our home and his big down payment. We cut back on things and did without a lot as the world economy got worse.

My one friend, sort of friend, was Ralph. His parents let his grandmother named him after her dead brother. Seems like a humble start, but Ralph was a bit of an arrogant prick. His job was secure at a business owned by his wife's family. They always seemed to have plenty of money as did all the rest of the folks in our area. I guess that type of security comes with being able to live in the subdivision we had upgraded ourselves into.

Ralph would catch me in the yard to visit or maybe when my garage door was open he would knock on the back door. We could talk sports and had watched a couple of games together. He talked a little about work and a lot about church. His wife was a prick, too. Or, a bitch, as Claire would call her. Ralph's wife talked down to mine while bragging about other wives' husbands. My job was a little more blue collar than the rest if the neighborhood.

That didn't seem to bother Ralph. He was pretty decent in is own way and seemed to enjoy our budding friendship. The only problem was that I would catch him checking out Claire's ass or trying to get a peek down her blouse. Even with her religious beliefs Claire would wear her garments under her clothes only for church or around her parents. Ralph had noticed this and was constantly looking for the elusive boob shot down her front.

Claire didn't miss Ralph efforts. Although she never mentioned it to me it got to the point she would become less careful around him. I know a couple of times he had to be able to see some cleavage and the top of her tits almost to the nipples. Then there were the times instead of carefully bending over facing him she would be bending over the couch or lifting one of the kids. I had seen that happen when her slacks and panties would be in the crack of her ass and cunt so Ralph could see a clear outline of her female charms.

One of those times had just happened and seemed so intentional. When she went into the other room Ralph looked at me almost too tongue-tied to speak.

"Wow! He swallowed hard. "Your wife has one of those bodies that a guy would pay just to see her naked."

"Really?" 

I had noticed what she had done and was a little pissed as well as a little turned on by it. 

"How much do you think you would pay?"

"Golly! I don't know ... a thousand dollars!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes!"

"I'll go tell her."

"Don't do that. It will go all the way to the Bishop."

"Just kidding, Buddy. I'll get us some more lemonade."

I left Ralph watching the game for a few minutes.

"Hi, Babe. How's your game going?" 

My wife smiled back over her shoulder at me.

"Fine. You made a big hit with Ralph." I told her.

The kids were at the table having a snack. I almost lost my nerve.

"How is that?" 

Was Claire really that unaware or really a good actress? I got her off to the side, away from the kids.

"When you bent over it really accented your ass and it outlined your pussy like you weren't wearing anything at all."

"Oh My God! Did he say anything? I mean could you really see me like you said?"

"He could see alright. He said I was lucky to have such a hot wife. He says he would pay a thousand dollars to see you naked."

"I thought he acted weird sometimes. Are you saying he comes over here to check out my ass?"

"And, your boobs, too. Do you really not know you sometimes give him a tit shot?"

"Well ... not on purpose, but I have thought I've caught him looking. With that bitch wife of his you can't blame him for wanting to look around."

Did she hate Mrs. Ralph enough to feel sorry him and offer him some free peeks? I didn't think the woman is that bad. I'd fuck her under the right circumstances I thought to myself.

Nothing was being said. I was watching Claire for a reaction. Had she just been caught her teasing? What was she thinking about Ralph checking her out? Then it erupted.

"Watch the kids!"

I looked at the kids. When I looked back Claire was making a beeline towards Ralph. I moved to the doorway to be able to watch the kids and to see what was going to happen when Claire got to Ralph.

"You horrible, nasty man! How dare you come to my house to ogle me in front of my husband."

Ralph had a look of terror on his face.

"Do you know how men like you make women feel when you treat us like that?" Claire was screaming now. "What is wrong with you? What is wrong with all men for that matter?"

Ralph tried to answer. Claire was still letting him have it.

"Did you tell my husband that you would pay to see me naked?"

Finally Ralph got a word out. 

"Yes ... I told him it was worth a thousand bucks to me. But, I was just talking. You had me all worked up parading around like that ... showing me your ass with the outline of your cute little snatch showing."

Maybe that wasn't the best defense.

"Do you think I wanted you to look at my butt?"

"It did seem like it to me. Sorry ..."

"Go screw yourself, Ralph." She cursed him. "Just you go screw yourself. You bastard!"

She started to head back towards me, like maybe it was my fault. Ralph tried to get up to leave. Claire turned to him, pointing and screaming.

"You stay right there. You don't get away that easy you little creep."

When Claire got to me she started to sob. Her fists were clenched at her side.

"I'm sorry. Why didn't you say something."

Here we go. It's now my fault. Nothing else to lose from here.

"I thought you knew what you were doing. It seemed like you wanted to tease him."

"My God! You are as bad as he is if you think that."

Claire was watching the kids in the living room from the bar stool in the kitchen. I was afraid to move. Ralph hadn't moved either. He must have been scared shitless. If this got out it could ruin him and his marriage.

I couldn't blame Ralph. I could see Claire's tits bounce with every heave of her chest. She had a nice rack for a mother of two. She had gone on the pill when she lost her job as we could not afford another pregnancy. She worked out to keep her tummy flat and her ass did really look good. Of all the wives in our Ward I'd have to say no one looked better than my little Claire.

Still sobbing, Claire spoke. 

"Look at the kids." Our kids were two years and 14 months at the time. "They have to wear their clothes long after they out grow them and I have been handing down to the baby. For lunches I've been making them bread with butter and sugar on it. And, we are barely keeping the mortgage company from filing foreclosure. Would you be mad if I asked you something?"

"No, Sweetie. Go ahead? What's up?"

"Do you think Ralph would really pay that much money and if he would, would he keep quiet about it?"

I was shocked. I would never think in a million years Claire would ever consider letting another man see her naked. And, deep inside, I was finding myself feeling aroused at the idea.

"He can sure as hell get the money and with his mean assed wife he couldn't afford for word to get out. Do you want me to ask?" My voice seemed hollow in my own ears.

"Would you be okay with it? I don't want you to think ill of me or even hate me for it. I'm just hung up on what the money could do for us."

"I'd be okay with it if you think you could do it. I can't think of anyone else I'd pay to see naked." I joked.

"You'd better say that." Her tears were drying. Her eyes had a sparkle as she laughed lightheartedly.

"Should I go ask Ralph?" Man I was a bundle of nerves. Then Claire surprised me.

"No. I'll go ask. Watch the kids from the doorway. Don't take your eyes off me or him."

Ralph sat straight up when he saw Claire coming back.

"All right, Mister. As disgusting as I think you are, do you have one thousand dollars with you?"

"I'd have to get it tomorrow."

"We need to do this now before I change my mind. You will pay me tomorrow, right?"

"Oh, Jesus! You bet I will."

My knees were going weak as I watched from about ten feet away when Claire unfastened her slacks. Then she got spooked, turned and headed back towards me. Halfway back she stopped.

"Oh, Shit. I have to do this." 

She stared at the floor. Then up at me.

"Do you want to be naked in front of him? It's up to you. We can tell Ralph we were just bullshitting him."

"I'll be fine. I'll do this. We really need the money." She seemed determined.

"Hey, it will be like jumping into a cold lake. Once you start, you'll be okay." I assured her.

"My nipples are already sticking out. I guess cold water is a good comparison." She announced in a mock whisper.

God! They were sticking out. She was actually into this. Claire has a great set of nipples of great shaped pair of breasts. Ralph was going to be pleased. Claire got herself positioned in front of him again, unfastened and stepped out of her Capri pants.

You would think a woman would take off her blouse and bra to show her tits before exposing her cunt to a stranger. She tossed her Capri pants across the television screen where the game was still playing. Ralph was into a dead stare at Claire's thighs as he was trying to see her pubic hair through her panties.

Claire looked over at me. Instead of going for the blouse, my little bride hooked her thumbs in her panties and pulled them to her ankles. She stepped out of them and tossed them over her pants hanging over the television.

"So what do you think of your little show so far? Am I worth the money?" She cooed at Ralph.

"God, Claire! You are so beautiful. That's a sweet looking cunt on you."

Even though she was naked from the waist down Ralph saying "Cunt" made her blush deep red. With Ralph sitting down his view was full on at her slit. I was shocked to see my previously innocent wife open her thighs to give him a better look, then spin around so he could admire her round ass. Claire went further by bending over level at the waist so her slit was exposed for brief second. A club dancer couldn't have done it better.

Ralph looked like he was ready to gasp for air. Three lives had changed forever in a matter of minutes. No man except me had seen Claire's pussy in the buff.

"Honey? Are you watching the children?" Claire asked in a soft tone.

"They are a two year old and a toddler. How much trouble can they get into?"

I had slipped further into the room. I was standing beside the couch so that I had almost the same view Ralph was getting, except that Claire was giving it to Ralph straight on. I was worried that she was wanting me out of the room.

"Well, watch the door a little closer. We can't have them running in and seeing Mommy naked in front of Uncle Ralph. What would my mother think if our daughter was trying to tell her about this?"

"Okay, if I see them in the doorway I'll say drop and run over to intercept them for you."

Thank God, she wasn't trying to get rid of me. I sat on the arm of the couch and bent down to see the view Ralph had of her cunt. Clair gave me a silly grin as her fingers went for the bottom button on her blouse. I kept looking up to check the door so she would let me stay.

Like I stated earlier, Claire letting Ralph see her pussy before removing her blouse seemed odd, but Ralph was still sitting there wide eyed and mouth open. I guess I was, too. She worked her way to the top button, then held her blouse open to show off her tight tummy and tit cleavage. Finally she loosened the last button and laid her shirt on her other clothes across the television where the sports announcers still yapped in the background.

Claire has fabulous tits and cute little pink nipples, all kept in shape by her refusal to breast feed in spite of the other women in the family's protests. Yet, she seemed to slow to the idea of showing them off. Ralph and I were about to come out of our seats. I checked the door for the kids again. Claire turned her back to us and unhooked her bra, turning around with the bra cups still held tight over the nipples.

After several seconds of what we thought was teasing us my wife dropped the bra from her tits and flung it underhand at the stack of her clothes on the television. Neither of us watched the flight of her bra. Her nipples were sticking out so hard that they looked like they could cut glass.

Claire bit her lip and look down at her own arousal and what could be the sexiest tits ever, if Ralph and I had a vote.

"Drop ... Kids!" I hissed and bolted for my daughter that had come into the room asking for a snack. She didn't have a chance to see anything as her mother spun and dropped into the recliner face down.

"Where's Mommy. I'm hungry. I need a snack."

She was rubbing her eyes like she had fallen asleep in front of their cartoons on the other TV.

"You almost let Mommy get caught! I guess you weren't watching the door." 

Claire was holding back laughter as I got back to the couch. There was my nude wife still hiding face down in the chair with her exposed cunt pointed right at Ralph. I expected more modesty from what had been a rather prudish wife. Ralph was sure zoned in on her slit as I saw him adjust his cock in his pants.

Toss me that afghan from the arm of the couch in case they come back too soon. Claire turned around in the chair. We could see that her nipples were still hard and pointy. Her knees were about a foot apart with lucky Ralph having the straight on view of her now slightly parted pussy lips. 

As she got up from the chair to get her clothes from the television we assumed she would get dressed. Instead she laid them on the arm of the chair, sitting down in a pose that showed pretty much everything as she began to watch the rest of the game with us.

When another commercial came on she rose up naked.

"I should get back to being a mom and put my children to bed if you gentlemen could excuse me."

With that she put on just her pants and top and left the room leaving her bra and panties on the chair. In a few minutes the kids ran into the room for me to kiss them goodnight. I picked them up and carried them to bed to tuck them in. Claire had stayed in the room, making me wonder what she would do with Ralph if I left them alone too long. 

Up to about an hour ago Claire thought of Ralph as an inconvenient nuisance. Now she had rather calmly shown him everything she had in a mostly willing way. Then I heard her call out to him.

"Ralph, I'm getting us something to drink. Can I bring you something,."

I heard him answer "beer please". Good Mormons probably shouldn't be drinking beer, but I usually kept a few in the fridge in the garage. As I got to the kitchen Claire was coming in with three cold ones in her hand that she sat on the counter.

"You had better be all over me as soon as he leaves. I need you in me something awful." She whispered.

"I still can't believe you did that in there!" I whispered back.

"Did you watch his face? I thought he was going to explode."

"What was the deal with you not wanting to take your bra off after her had already seen your naked crotch?" 

"I didn't want him to think I was getting aroused by stripping nude for him. My nipples were telling on me, but by the time I dropped my bra I was leaking down there. He had to see it was having an effect on me."

"Gheese, Claire! They were so hard they looked like little rocks."

"I was just going for the money he promised. I was mad and was going to show him. The last thing I expected was that is would be me so worked up."

"Why didn't you cover up after we were done instead continuing to let him see you?"

"I was pretty into it, he was sure into it, you sure didn't seem to mind."

Claire handed me a beer and carried the others into the TV room. Handing one to Ralph she sat down and took a big swig out of the other one. I had never seen my wife drink a beer. She always scolded me when I had one like I was some kind of low life trash. In minutes she had drained the bottle. Standing up she spoke to Ralph.

"I need to shower and get ready for bed. You want one last look Ralph?" Claire offered a big smile as she teased.

"Sure, why not?"

"Okay then. You had better pay up or I'll be going to collect it from your snotty wife."

This time the shirt came off first with her boobs bouncing free since she hadn't put her bra back on. A quick unbutton and a zip put her Capri pants on the floor. Claire stepped out of them and stepped closer to Ralph. I watched as my wife pushed her tits up and together with her arms, then freed them and shook them about a foot in front of Ralph's face.

"Getting a good look, Mister? What do you think about this?"

Claire put one leg up on the arm of the couch beside Ralph's head and rocked her cunt right at face. Ralph started to look like he would try to eat her gaping slit. I was ready to jump in when Claire pushed his face away with one hand and running the other over her sloppy pussy.

"You can't touch this!"

She put her hand towards his mouth then pulled it back, smiling, then licking her own juices off her fingers. Shit! I almost came in my pants and I can imagine the effect on Ralph.

With that she turned to walk off still naked to our bedroom.

"Bring my clothes when you come to bed."

Ralph looked at me after watching her naked body go out of view. 

"Do you think she will let us fuck her?"

"Well, no, first of all she is my wife and I wouldn't let her fuck you. Second, she put on a show for you. You said you are giving her a thousand dollars to see her naked. What she did surprised the shit out of me. We are in a bit of a bind for cash right now. It took a lot of nerve for her to do that for her family. There's no way you are fucking her. Not tonight ... not ever!"

"Sorry, it was looking like she was really wanting it."

"She is, just as soon as you leave she is getting it hard from me."

I figured Claire would go to bed and wait for Ralph to leave. We sat watching the rest of the game with Ralph making an occasional comment about my wife and her body. We both perked up when she came back wearing a conservative nightgown. Sitting between us she pulled her feet up under herself and asked how the game was going.

After the game we both escorted Ralph to the door. Claire's nipple were still poking out from her chest. Ralph gave them a long look and told us goodnight.

Wow!

Because we live in the West televised games end with lots of evening left. 

Almost jokingly Claire asked, " What do you want to do now!"

"You know what I want to do after what you just did."


A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 01



"Are you mad at me? Did I go too far in front of Ralph? I don't want you hate me for what I did."

"It seemed like you did a lot more than either Ralph or I expected. Especially staying naked all that time and the little thing you did there at the end with the flaunting your boobs and almost rubbing your pussy in his face. I guess that made me a little upset."

"I know I got carried away. I had never been naked in front of another man. They way I had him staring at my every move made me feel so sexy and hot."

"You are hot. We are okay. I'll get over it. I promised you a good fucking."

"Hush! You know I don't like you talking that way. We need to check on the kids."

The kids were fine, sleeping soundly. Claire leaned over to kiss them goodnight. I admired her ass through her gown, not realizing until I saw her bent over their beds that her gown had a nice little wet spot on the back from where she had been sitting on the couch. As I followed Claire she took my hand outside their door. Expecting to go to our bedroom my wife instead tugged me towards the media room where we had spent the evening with Ralph.

"I have a surprise for you. I think you will like it." She shoved me into the seat on the couch where Ralph had been sitting just moments before. "Did you see the look on his face when I gave him the show at the end? It's your turn."

"Yeah, I saw it. Did you see the look on mine?"

All I got a quick glance from her at the time. Her full attention was on Ralph for the whole span of the titty bouncing and swinging her leg over his head and onto the sofa. After which she put her open cunt just inches from his face to see if he would try to get his mouth on her soaked slit. I would have killed them both if she let that happen.

Claire picked her gown up over her head and dropped it to the floor. She taunted me with her boobs just as she had done Ralph. When she got to the part where she swung her leg over my head and onto the arm of the couch I realized the view Ralph had just a few minutes earlier. It was disturbing to realize she had exposed herself to him like that.

"What do you think he thought when I shoved my little vagina at him this close?"

"He thought you wanted him to fuck you from the way you were acting and the conversation I had with him after you left to shower."

"Fuck him? First don't use that word with me, but why would he think I wanted to fuck him? The deal was to see me naked, and he did! There's no way I'm going to fuck him! I'm not that kind of girl!"

"You came within a few inches from being that kind if girl as I saw it"

"I was showing off for you to your friend. I don't like the man. No one else does either. Why do you think he hangs out over? He's arrogant, manipulative, and just has an attitude that no one else likes. You aren't actually Mr. Entertainment yourself. So, he hangs out here and checks me out every chance he gets."

"Claire? Are you saying you know he was watching your butt and trying to see down your blouse?"

"Well ... maybe. But you. You could see him do it when I started to make it easier for him to get a peek. You never said a thing, now, did you? Not to me and not to him. From that, I guess you are as much at fault for tonight as I am. If you finally decided to get a little jealous you should have stopped it. Since you don't care, I don't mind at all that Ralph got to see everything I've got."

"There is the advantage that we've got a thousand dollars coming tomorrow."

"No, it's not we with money coming in. It's me with the money coming in. Right now I don't care if he pays up or not. I did it. It's over, and if you need to know, I'm not sorry that I did it. The way he reacted got me hot as hell. It made me go as far as I did. You are lucky I didn't let him put his thing in me, because there were moments I wanted it."

This was all coming while her soaked little pussy was still inches from my face. I could she girl juices in her slit. A big droplet of her nectar was dangling, about to drip on my chest. I put out my tongue, sucked it into my mouth and buried my face into her slit. I heard the air go out of her lungs. She finally shut up as she started to moan and rock into me as she tried to get as much as my tongue into as she could.

The little droplet seeping from her cunt was no indication of how wet she really was inside. I swallowed as fast as I could although her flow seemed more than I could swallow. How could any woman cream her cunt so much. Her flavor is always awesome so I welcomed the abundance. Just as the flow seemed to slow everything about Claire tensed and sagged onto my face as she let out a sound like I had never heard from her.

"Don't stop eating me. Oh, God, don't ever stop. Eat your wife's hot little cunt! Eat my hot little cunt!"

If I hadn't been drowning I would have called her on on saying the word cunt. She had gotten really pissed early in our marriage when I used it.

"Who is this woman?" I was asking myself as I struggled to continue. 

She now had her pussy pressed against my mouth with her clit and rest of her crotch over my nose. Between trying to swallow and trying to breathe I was struggling. All along Claire was still hollering, grabbing my ears, and the hair on the back of my head as she tried to shove more of me into her.

"Eat me, Baby. You know you love it. Oh, God, I love it. Eat my fucking cunt."

By then she had cum several times with her juices going right directly down my throat. I had to get her off me. I slid free leaving her humping at empty air. Pushing her on her back I dropped my shorts and aimed my dick right at her pussy.

"No!" Claire hissed, "No yet! If you put your thing in me you'll come before I want this to end. I want more than that. I need more than that."

Her legs were flopped wide open. Juices were still dribbling out from all the times I made her cum while I ate her.

"I need to catch my breath." I told her. I was really gasping for air. She was right. I would not have held my load for more than a minute.

I leaned in between her widespread thighs and started to kiss her stomach trying to buy some time. Rather than lying still she started rocking her crotch against me. Claire was never one to open her pussy up for me to get a good look at it. I could never remember a time. She was always shy and demur acting, even to the point it was rare that I got a chance to see her with her tits exposed any period of time.

Tonight however, Ralph had gotten a better view of her tits and especially her pussy that I could ever remember for myself. Her actions and aggression towards him being so out of character for her that it left me confused and angry. Claire's hands nudged at the top of my head, pushing my face back to her wet slit. I stopped to suck, nibble, and nip at her clit. She started into another orgasm. 

I could barely believe this was my wife, the sweet girl I married.

"Baby! Eat my pussy. Eat you wife's hot little married cunt. Make me cum. Make me cum hard. Eat my steamy cunt."

I had no idea how many times I made her cum while I had no relief at all. I was determined that I would keep lapping and sucking until I wore her out, or at the least let me fuck her.

Mixed in among the sounds of Claire cumming and getting her cunt eaten I heard our two-year old daughter crying for her Mommy.

"Claire! Hush, our daughter is calling for you!" I was expecting her to jump up to see what was wrong.

The only light in the room was from the nightlight in the hallway.

"She is afraid of the dark enough that she won't come in here without the light on." Claire shocked me with those words.

"Mommy? ... Mommy?"

I was holding my head up listening. Claire is Super Mom to our kids, so I was expecting the crazy sex to be over. I was ready to move out of the way so she could jump up to comfort Sophie and put her back to bed.

Claire grabbed both my ears to pull my face back into her flowing gash. I didn't move until she started rocking her cunt into my mouth. She put both hands behind my head and pulled for all she was worth. Claire was smashing my nose with her pubic bone so hard I thought that my nose must surely be bleeding.

As I started to eat her again she relaxed her grip and slowed down the grinding against my mouth a little bit. Claire was making little whimper sounds as I could tell she was cumming again.

I could hear Sophie still calling for her mother. The sound of her voice meant she had to be in the doorway peering into the dark room. I stopped so she would not hear her mother if the orgasm got more intense. Instead I got the back of my heard jerk deeper into her mother's wet snatch.

Shortly the sound of Sophie's cry for her mother was joined by the noise made by her little brother's feet running around. Jacob wasn't as much of a talker, but was a lot more likely to not hesitate running into the dark room.

"Mmmft! Mmmmfftt!!" I was trying to tell Claire that Jacob had joined his sister in looking for Mommy.

"I know." She whispered. "If they come in it's too dark for them to see anything. Don't you dare stop eating my cunt. It feels so fucking good!"

Finally she clamped my head between her thighs and convoluted her ass to where she could have broken my neck. The kids were beginning to cry as she exploded into my mouth. Finally having gotten what she wanted she reached up for her old gown and went to find where the kids had gone.

I sat there in the dark thinking about what had just happened and the words that came out of my bride's mouth. I was hoping she got the kids back to bed because even though she had gotten hers I had a serious case of blue balls. I found her with the both of the kids in Sophie's bed.

"The kids got scared and couldn't find us. Mommy is going to stay with them for a while so they won't be afraid again."

Claire wasn't that interested in being a Mom just a few minutes earlier when she was hiding from them while begging me, in her words, to eat her cunt. I showered. Out of the shower and wearing my T-shirt and sleep shorts I could hear her still talking with them. I laid on the bed to wait. My hard cock was pointing at the ceiling. I gave it a couple of strokes and tried to relax.

When Claire didn't come to bed I checked to find her asleep with the kids. I left her there and went to the bathroom to jack off while thinking about the nights events. Considering she got what she wanted and left me hanging I almost wished Ralph had given her a hard fucking since I suspected that idea was what made her so hot.

The next morning Claire got up with the kids. She had not returned to our bed. We didn't mention the night before until Claire made a silly little dance and sang "I'm in the money" as she shook her ass at me.

"Think you're pretty hot, don't you?" I grumbled.

"Yep! Pretty Hot. I've got the power." she sang.

"Well, somebody's in a good mood."

"Why shouldn't I be in a good mood?"

I wasn't sure what she meant by that. She gathered the kids into the car so she could drop them off at her Mom's, and then off to her work. Later in the morning she called me at my work.

"Hi ... are you mad at me?"

"No, a deal is a deal. How do you feel?"

"I feel a little gooey. I've been thinking about last night." She whispered.

"Really? Me or Ralph?."

"You, mostly. But, I'm wondering about why I exposed myself like that to Ralph."

"Why are you whispering?"

"I'm at my desk at work.

"You sound like a very bad wife?" I countered.

"I am a very bad wife."

"Okay, see you at home. I love you."

"I love you, too."

I stared at my phone after she was gone. My whole life was flipped upside down. Getting through the day wasn't easy. It was good to get home to see her and the kids already there. Claire gave me a funny smirk and put some very sticky panties in my hand. I looked down at the glob in the center of the crotch.

"I hope this is all you."

"Don't be such a butt. It's all me."

"Were you thinking about me or being naked in front of Ralph?" I questioned.

"I really can't answer that, but if you can wait for dinner I really need for you to fuck me."

The kids played in their room while Mommy got fucked. Claire needed it bad. I did, too. I forgave the blue balls she left me with the night before as my sperm flooded her already sopping cunt.

"Wow! That was quite an appetizer. We should do this more often. I like your cum in me."

Claire fixed a meal while I played with the kids. We cleared the dishes and started to watch television when Ralph rang the doorbell. 

"I'll bet that's my money." Claire rushed to answer the door. I could hear them speak.

"Hi, Claire. Can I step inside?"

"Sure, Ralph. You are welcome in our home any time. Especially with an envelope full if cash."

I stepped into the hallway as Ralph handed her the money. She kissed him on the check, much to his surprise, and invited him in to where I was with the kids. Claire directed him to the loveseat across from me and the kids, then sat down beside him a little closer than she need be sitting. She put her arm across the back of the couch to where she could pull on his shirt, causing him to stare at her.

"Ralph? How did your day go?"

"Kind of confusing. I had a lot on my mind."

"Good to hear that. Do you think you money was well spent?" She smiled a big smile.

She dropped her arm to pat him just above his knee. He looked at me as if to ask what was going on. I gave him a look to show I was surprised as much as he was. After some time next to Ralph with no further incident Claire reached for the kids, giving Ralph a good look at her backside. With both Ralph and I left staring at each other we decided to go to the den where the big TV was to watch the game.

"How was Claire after I left?" Ralph asked.

"Pretty damned hot."

"I thought so. Did you fuck her?"

"Hell yes. She is my wife, you know?" I lied. I didn't fuck her.

"Man I would like to had gotten in on that. She was really ready for it. I thought she might fuck us both."

"I'd just be glad, if I were you, that she didn't take the cash and kick you in the nuts when you were at the door tonight."

"Yeah. I wondered about that. But, she didn't. I had no idea what she would do."

Claire came into the room. She sat between us on the couch. She had changed into a tank top she sometimes slept in and a pair of baggy shorts. It wasn't hard to tell there wasn't anything but Claire underneath.

"You need to tell your kids goodnight." Her voiced sounded flat as she spoke to me. "When you come back bring us some beers."

Claire sounded like she was talking to a stranger at a picnic or something. I hurried kissing the kids goodnight, but my daughter caught me up with her request.

"Daddy will you tell me a story?

Well, fuck! I hurried through one they knew by heart. They knew it well enough when I tried to leave some out I had to go back to the part I skipped. God damn it! I had to get back to Claire. I had never left her with Ralph before. Surely nothing would happen, but the way Claire had acted had me nervous. Finally I got through the story with my daughter's approval.

"Why did you kids want a story from Daddy tonight of all nights?"

"Mommy said to be sure you told us a story and tuck us in real good."

I couldn't get out of the room fast enough. I asked myself, "God damn, Claire! What are you doing right now?"

I lunged at the garage door to get beers from the fridge imagining my wife spread obscenely wide with Ralph balls deep in her cunt ready to inject her with his seed. I shot them both a look. Neither looked guilty of any misdeeds. Claire's nipples were poking her top and Ralph was sitting trying to conceal some swelling of his cock.

"Did I miss anything?"

"You missed half an inning and some commercials." Claire answered.

What I meant was, did they kiss, did my wife squeeze his cock or show him her tits or even her cunt like the night before? By looking at Ralph I was pretty sure none of that had happened. I wondered what they might have said.

We finished the beer. Claire excused herself, pointing out that she was going to light some candles and soak in a bubble bath. Ralph and I were left to watch the game.

"That was weird." Ralph offered.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. She just sat there. Ask how my wife was doing."

"I had all kinds of weird scenarios going through my head."

"Well, none of them happened. After the show last night I went home with a hardon and struck out. Now, tonight, Claire has me all worked up again. Unless you think Claire is coming down after that bath to fuck us both I'm going to cut out and try to fuck my own wife again."

"I'm not letting that happen, Buddy. You had better try again at home."

I wished him luck and closed the door behind Ralph. I turned off the TV, checked on the kids, then went to check on Claire. She was still in her bath. She looked a little guilty as I could see her erect nipples as she at up from the bubbles.

"What happened there?" I pointed to the obvious.

"Oh, they are sticking out. I was washing your cum from before dinner out of me and might have gone a little too far."

"Too far? You mean you made yourself cum?"

"Let's leave it at I went a little too far."

Since I had known her she had never told me she got herself off, and knowing her, probably hadn't ever done it.

"Where's Ralph? Is the game over?"

"Combined with what you did last night and coming in tonight naked under your clothes he thought he'd go home and try to screw his own wife after having no luck last night. He said nothing happened when you two were alone. Is that true?"

"I asked if Laura wasn't taking care of him at home. I already knew the answer. He said she rarely wanted sex because she was always wrapped up in things for the Church. And, can you believe it, he said she changes clothes in the closet when he is around? Then he thanked me for the show I put on last night. He said he'd never forget how I looked, which was kind of embarrassing to be reminded, but a turn on when you think about it."

"He told me nothing happened."

"Well, it didn't. We just sat there and talked. He started to say something else when you came into the room, but quit."

"Yeah, I kind of had that feeling that there was something else about to happen."

I remembered my daughter saying that Mommy told them to ask me to tell a story. Normally she'd shit if she found herself alone with Ralph. I wonder why she wanted the extra time it took me to tell the story.

She stood up out of the bath, reaching for the towel. I leaned against the vanity to watch her dry herself. Even with the two kids Claire still looked good. She was watching my eyes as the towel moved over her body. I met her stare as she licked her lips. My glance went down to her pussy where she was taking extra time rubbing across her slit.

"What's going on there?" I asked.

"Just keeping the motor running. Are you interested?"

"Hell, yes."

"Okay then. Take a shower. I'll wait for you. You're eating pussy again tonight."

She swung her hips as she moved towards the bed. I'd gone down on her before, but she had never asked for it like that.

"Not like last night." I called out after her. "You'll either let me fuck you or return the favor."

"You'll just have to take your chances. You might get both." She teased.

Claire had only had my cock in her mouth a couple of times during our marriage. Then again, we'd never fucked twice in the same night and she was all hot for another round. It had to be the deal with Ralph. She was getting off on being the bad wife. I wasn't going to complain.

I rushed through a shower and hurriedly dried off. Looking into the bedroom Claire had taken my pillow and propped it under her butt so that she was waiting for me with wide open legs and her pussy conveniently the right height off the bed for easy munching.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 01



Claire held her hand up with her index finger pointed downward towards her slit. 

"I don't need any foreplay. You can start right here." 

I looked at her wet slit.

"Come on, big guy, show me what you've got. Mommy wants her pussy eaten."

I liked this Claire, but wondered if I could or wanted to control her. I went right to the spot where her fingered pointed and buried my face. After barely a minute with my tongue in her cunt she grabbed my hair and forced my mouth hard into her. Her girl juices flowed onto my lips. I drank it all in and smiled up at my now very hot wife.

"I guess I could have tried a little harder to hold back." Claire giggled.

"That was pretty easy."

I licked her slit and sucked her clit before getting up to shove my cock in her.

"Whoa! What do you think you are doing? I said I didn't hold back. I didn't say you were done."

"You promised that I get a turn tonight."

"You'll get it when I say you'll get it."

I felt a little confused and went back to eating her cunt. She held my head in place and moaned as I started in again. I made her cum several times over the next hour with a couple of them where she almost tossed me off the bed with her actions. I wasn't getting tired. I was enjoying how many times I could make her cum without worrying about losing it if my cock was inside her. I kept eating away at her snatch while looking for new places to lick, nip, or kiss. I hadn't given any thought to quitting and Claire just kept on cumming.

"Maybe I'd better let you get off before it gets too late." She purred at me.

"Let me get off? It looks like I'm the one doing you the favor."

"We could do like last night. I could go to sleep in the kid's room and get a hard fucking from you before dinner again tomorrow."

I felt a twinge in my crotch and a slight ache in my balls. There was no way she was going to do that to me again.

"I don't think that's going to happen. We had a deal, remember?"

"You think so, do you? A deal? You can lay here all night eating my pussy and I'll love it. But, anything to do with sex the person with the vagina makes the rules. Goodnight!"

I had no idea what just happened or why it happened. Claire got up from the bed, picking up her top and shorts, she walked naked out of the room. She didn't seem to be mad or anything. I was on my knees with her cum on my face and an erection the Pope couldn't talk down. I didn't know what to do. Then I saw her come back down the hall.

"Fooled ya!" She laughed at me. "I had to check on the kids ... and to get my pussy's mind off what you were doing to it."

"You scared the shit out of me."

"I remember that we had a deal. Which is it?"

"Which is what?" I was confused again.

"Fuck me or I suck your dick."

"Really?" I flopped back on the bed with that unbreakable dick pointing in the air.

"Looks like I'm about to suck a little cock."

"Hey!"

"Well, not that it is a little cock, I'm going to suck your cock a little."

"A little? Aren't you going to to finish?"

"You won't last two minutes. I'd better not be spitting out cum either. Give me some warning."

Like I had said, getting my cock in her mouth was going to be a real rare event in our marriage. It was incredible that this was about to happen. Again, my thoughts popped over to Ralph and wondered if in addition to the workout I gave her pussy this might be affected by her appearing naked in front of him.

Claire peeled off the clothes and descended naked towards my cock. She kissed the head a couple of times and drew back when she tasted my precum that had bubbled from the tip.

"Yuck! Messy!" 

Claire was making a horrible face. Then as if remember our "deal" she put her mouth back on it and pushed her lips down over the head and tightened her teeth just below the crown. She looked up at me with her eyes full of mischief. I'm pretty average in size and was surprised when she pushed her face down until I hit the back of her throat, leaving some inches still in view. After some brief gagging my little bride went back after it.

My nuts were starting to contract to shoot a load when she somehow managed to make a move that sent my cock down her throat. Claire was now looking up at me with tears running down her cheeks and my cock no where in sight as her nose was pressed into my pubic hair. I knew women could do that and knew that I wasn't "too large" to be swallowed, but his was my wife getting it with what I hoped was her first try.

She must have held me there for thirty seconds. The sensation of it all, my little Mormon wife with my cock down her throat made my nuts boil.

"God damn it, Claire. You are going to make me cum."

She pulled up so just the head was in her mouth. Maybe after waiting two minutes, all the time with her watching my eyes, she pulled off to speak.

"You like that?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay, let's try to make it last."

She sucked me in three or four times and then went all deep throat on me again. This time holding me in for almost a minute, then pulling off, letting me bounce in the air. My whole body was was feeling numb. I discounted the fact I was having a stroke. She attacked my shaft with her mouth and went all the way down on me again. I was ready to warn her that I was going to explode. Then she stopped with just the head inside her lips again.

Again, my cock in her mouth and the look in her eyes was making use all I had not to cum. I'd gotten the last of the short strokes. Claire pushed down until her nose was against my groin. This time she would back off until the head was in her mouth and then swallow all of me again, each time my cock would be buried in her face for almost a minute. I was starting to think if she kept slowly doing this I could hold my load. 

God Damn neighbor Ralph. I bet he couldn't believe what my wife was doing to me. His Laura had probably never even heard of deep throat. Shit, thinking of Ralph and Claire, with Claire being naked, and remembering Claire telling the kids to make me tell them a story sent all kinds of ideas through my head.

"Stop, Claire! I'm losing it. I'm going to cum." I warned.

Claire came up so about half my cock was in her mouth. Still looking at me with those incredible green eyes. She held my cock inside as I began to spurt helplessly. Instead of pulling completely off or spitting my seed out she kept suction on my cock and handled every drop. I listened to her gulp as she kept up with every pulse of sperm. As I lay panting on the bed Claire kept watching me. Her mouth was closed and there was no sign that she had just made me cum. No leakage at her lips or even a droplet on her face revealing the huge load of my seed that I just released into her mouth. She had taken it all, every little bit.

As I watched Claire look up at me she got a little grin on her face. As it turned into a smile she opened her mouth to show me she still had my cum in her mouth. Then she gulped again. This time when she opened her mouth my sperm was all gone except for a little on her tongue.

"Oh, look. There still more coming out."

There was a little bit that ran out of the end and made a trickle down towards the shaft. Claire almost dove over me to suck the excess into her mouth. After swallowing it down she licked her lips.

"That stuff really isn't so bad after you get used to it."

I started to answer. I don't know what words came out of my mouth, but it was all fucking gibberish. Claire just laughed and crawled up to kiss me. I wasn't real excited about kissing her with my cum taste in her mouth. She got off on it though. It wasn't so bad, but I sure wasn't looking forward to the kiss lasting very long. Almost as if she read my mind Claire stopped the kiss and with eye to eye contact she spoke.

"That was fun! I've got some more of mine stashed away in my little cunt for you."

Claire using the C-word so freely had me stunned anyway, but before I could react she moved up by my head and swung her left leg over and sat right on my face. I made one lick at her slit before she settled down. Her clit and pussy blocked off all my air. Figuring she would get up I took care of her wetness, quickly learning that there was more coming out and plenty of it.

Panic was setting in as I knew I had to breathe soon or die. Not that this wasn't one of my choices of the way to go. I felt my legs kicky and my body try to get away from her. Just as I thought I was going to pass out Claire pulled up off me. She made no effort to actually get up and off me or even lean over to look at me. Her cunt dripped another glob of her cum into my mouth.

"Are you okay down there?"

I couldn't tell where her voice was coming from. Claire had her thighs clamped against my ears, holding my head in place. I could wiggle around all I wanted, but my face was locked in place just below her oozing snatch. I got in a few quick gasps for air.

"Sounds like you are okay to me."

Right back down she went. Again she smothered me with her pussy while I tried not to choke on her juices flowing into my mouth. Claire was almost constantly cumming. The proceedings would repeat several times. She would let me up for air and then right back down. After one huge orgasm Claire went limp over my face. As my air ran out I managed to move her off me. We lay together exhausted for several minutes before falling asleep

The next night brought another surprise. Claire and I got home almost at the same time. The kids went to play outside. Claire prepared to start dinner, then bent over the kitchen island with her elbows on the countertop and her dress flipped up onto her back.

"Either fuck me or eat me. I need it bad."

I moved around behind her only to find that she wasn't wearing panties. Her pussy was damp and fuckable. I slid my cock in to the balls and started pumping hard deep inside her.

"Claire, what happened to your undies?" 

I'd never seen her like that, especially just coming from work. Wild ideas ran through my head. Even the thought that she had met up with Ralph some place for a quickie.

"I got caught up in thinking about everything that's been happening. I realized I was clamping my thighs together in and out under my desk. Then my hand went down to my crotch. No one seemed to notice so I gave my cunt a good rubbing. I went to the restroom where I took off my panties and put them in my purse. Back at my desk I played with my exposed slit."

My cock was pounding into her. The idea of my wife doing that and the use of the cunt word was fucking with my mind, and my balls.

"Holy shit, Claire. Did you cum?"

"I guess."

"Claire, you either made yourself cum or you didn't. Did you cum?"

"Maybe a couple times or so."

"Or so? God, Claire. How many times."

"Three or four, maybe five. They just kept rolling one after the other."

I stopped while I wondered what got her so worked up. My cock was halfway in and as hard as ever.

"Don't stop! Don't stop fucking my cunt. I need it so fucking bad!"

I started at her again, pounding harder than before as if trying to teach her a lesson. I guess I showed her as my sperm fired into her depths. Feeling me lose it Clair exploded back against me. Spinning around she grabbed me and planted a passionate kiss on me.

"Yeah, that's what I needed." She beamed. "It's already running down my thigh."

She kicked off her shoes, then went back to preparing the meal. Humming as she went about her work she snatched a paper towel. Bending over to wipe up a glob of cum from the floor she looked up at me.

"That one dropped straight out of my cunt." 

She raised her dress to wipe off her thigh and dabbed at her opening.

"Wow, Claire. You sure have gotten comfortable with the word cunt."

"Sure have. It makes me feel naughty. Are you mad?"

"No, I'm fine with it."

"Well, I feel like I am a cunt. Used to be I held back with feelings when my cunt wanted me to do something else. From now on I'll pay more attention to what she is trying to tell me."

"I guess this started with you getting naked for Ralph. Your cunt told you to do that?"

"Seems like that might be the case." She gave me a defiant stare to show I dare not disapprove.

"Today when you got yourself off again and again at work and just now with me filling you up with sperm was that for me or for Ralph?"

"I'd rather not say. I suppose both of you a little bit."

Whore was the word I was thinking. It was like a big red neon sign flashing off and on in my mind. I held back from slapping her across the face. The defiant stare was there again as she continued flitting around the kitchen working on something to eat for us. I knew I'd never hit her, but I wanted her to feel the pain she just put me though with her half-assed confession. I decided to press the point.

"Both of us a little bit seems you thought of one more than the other."

"Will you be mad if I tell you the truth?"

"I'll try not to be mad, but I think we need to deal with the truth on things like this."

"Okay, I thought about it mostly being Ralph's cock when you were fucking me. At work, fingering and rubbing myself under my desk I was thinking of Ralph and what his cock might be like."

I looked at my wife as she delivered the words I sure didn't want to hear.

"It was you, Sweetheart, that made me cum just now. Last night it was you, my husband, that made me cum while you ate my cunt. And, it was you that I took down my throat and let you cum in my mouth."

"But, what you aren't saying it was Ralph you were thinking of all that time and wondering about his cock."

"Sorry. I do love you. That hasn't changed.

The defiant stare was still there. Would she ever look at me any other way? Tears formed in her eyes. She hugged my neck.

"I do want to be married to you. Don't be angry. I do want to be your wife."

I looked into her eyes. She turned to call the kids to eat.

Something sticky was on the floor. There were maybe a dozen little spots where our cum had ran from her pussy and splattered onto the tile floor. I pointed in our to her. She giggled and grabbed my arm as she laughed. No longer having an appetite I pulled away from her to leave.

"You might want to clean that up." I called over my shoulder.

I killed time in the garage while Claire fed the kids and cleaned up the dishes. I hoped she cleaned up splatters from the kitchen tile. I heard the door into the garage open and heard her walk up behind me.

"I put you a plate in the microwave if you get hungry."

She hugged me from behind.

"I'm so sorry, Honey. I didn't want to hurt you. You are the one that said we should be honest. You are the only man I've ever known. I was naked with Ralph and now I'm curious to know what another man's cock might be like. Is that so bad?"

"It's pretty crushing. The strip act was a turn on and the money was great. Going any further was more than I bargained for."

"Why not keep it between the three of us. Ralph is your friend. I wonder how big his cock. That's all I'm thinking right now. Have you seen it?"

"Not a good question to ask a guy. Especially not right at this time. But, no, I don't have any idea. It could be four inches hard for all I know."

"Yours is bigger than that, right? I mean I don't know about inches."

"God, yes, Claire."

So, yours is what? How many inches?"

"I don't know exactly." I lied. "I suppose about six inches."

"Okay, if his was four inches you would be okay with me seeing it?"

"I don't know. I'm not crazy about you seeing it no matter how big it might be."

"What if it was bigger? Another inch longer, or even two inches longer. If it was bigger it might be a little wider, too, wouldn't you think?"

Claire was driving me crazy. Now I wanted to know for myself how big Ralph's cock might be. I wondered what it might do to her cunt or her mouth if she found out he was bigger and she let him try it on her. Ralph wouldn't be by later. Church things were going on.

We went to bed. I kissed Claire goodnight. We both laid there, not talking, but thinking differing thoughts, I imagine.

"Would you eat my cunt for me? Just so I can cum?"

"Are you going to lay there and pretend it's Ralph eating you out?"

"That's not fair?"

"You got yourself off at work today. I thought it was about me, but it turns out it was mostly about Ralph. Why don't you try that?"

Claire angrily flipped the sheet off herself. Next she peeled down her panties and tossed them off the bed. I had never know her to do herself. I listened to the sounds she made while she rubbed her pussy. There was a little light in the room and from her actions I could tell she was rubbing her hand over her cunt lips in a flat circle motion. I turned on the bedside lamp and sat on the bed to watch.

"You didn't think I would do it, did you?"

"I don't know what to expect from you, Claire. You are like a stranger. A very hot stranger."

Her eyes were looking at me a little softer now as I could see she really was about to make herself cum without me. The look of defiance remained, but was lightly muted. Then she whimpered, raised her ass off the bed and had an orgasm. Not a little one. She got herself off pretty good.

"You could have done that for me instead of being such an asshole."

"Oh, did you cum thinking about Ralph?"

"I bet he would not have turned me down."

"No, I don't think he would."

I turned off the light and laid quietly on the bed. I didn't want Claire to know about the boner I had from watching her work herself over.

"So, are you going to fuck me or not?"

"What?" I couldn't believe she asked that.

"If you're not I need to clean up a little bit. I got myself a little gooey down there. We are married. We shouldn't let a difference of opinion on things cause an argument."

I grabbed her and shoved my dick in her. She let out a squeal. I buried it all the way on one stroke. She was wet and gooey and whatever other words you could think of for it. I had fucked her before dinner, then she got herself off. If was really warm and sloppy. I found myself going slowly because I wanted it to last. A half hour later I put another big load in her. She had cum a couple of times already and rocked against me pretty hard when she felt my cock pulse and spurt.

"Wow! I really do need to clean up down there now."

I followed her to the bathroom and cleaned myself off with a washcloth while she let our juices run out of her into the toilet. When finished I offered her my washcloth. It disappeared between her legs. She pulled it out and looked at what she had wiped out of her.

"That's going to be running out for a while. I'd better put on my panties or it will be all over us."

She pushed her ass back against me in bed. I reached with my hand to play with her tit.

"You can be pretty silly sometimes." She giggled as she used her hand to hold mine to her breast.

"Silly?"

She moved her ass against my semi-hard cock.

"I love you." She murmured.

"I love you, too, Claire.

We both awakened before the alarm. Claire rolled over to kiss me. It was a pretty hot kiss. And, she grabbed my cock. My hand went to nuzzle her crotch. It was pretty sticky through the panties.

"See what you do to me? I'm ruined!"

"I don't think you are ruined, Claire.

"I still need to clean her up a bit before going to work."

"Are you going to get yourself off under you desk again today."

"Probably so, but I'll be thinking of you this time."

"Seriously? Me and not Ralph?"

"Do I really have to answer that?"

"Why don't you?"

"Okay, I'll think about you some, but it will probably be mostly about Ralph. Are you mad?"

"Mad? Maybe. Surprised? No!"

We fixed breakfast in silence. I helped put the kids in the car for the drive to her mother's. As Claire was ready to back out of the garage she shut off the car.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 01



"You kids be good for a minute. I have to give Daddy something."

She pulled me inside, raised her dress, and tugged off her panties, then handed them to me.

"I'm not going to be needing these today, unless I'm still leaking."

I stood in the driveway and waved goodbye to my family. My cock started to stir as I thought of my little Mormon bride out there with her bare pussy, excuse me, cunt exposed to the daytime air.

Claire was home with the kids when I got home from work. She was wearing the dress she wore to work. I had thought all day about her on her job all day without panties. I reached under to feel the bare flesh. I ran my hands over her naked ass and around front to her exposed pussy.

"I need to cum. Either eat my pussy or fuck me." 

She put her arms around my neck and pulled me to her and starting kissing. Her slit was wet. It was hard to decide.

"Which do you want?" I asked when the kiss broke.

"If you fuck me I'll be all messy for later." She whispered.

"Did you get all sticky from fingering yourself under the desk at work?"

"Oh, yes! Really sticky."

"Does that mean you fingered yourself one time and came several times or were you at your little cunt most of the day?"

"That would be most of the day." She giggled. There wasn't any sign of embarrassment from her telling me.

"I suppose you thought about Ralph's cock while you were cumming all those times."

"Mostly, but you sometimes. I'm sorry. It really shouldn't matter. You are the one I love. Are you mad?"

"Claire, you always tell me these things and then ask me if I am mad. Do you want me to be mad? I am handling it as best I can."

She pushed down on my shoulders. Guiding me to the floor. She left the skirt of the dress to hang and backed over my face. I looked up a her glistening snatch. The first exploratory lick at her wetness brought a muffled squeal from her. She settled a little more so that my nose would rub her clit as I'd eat her with my mouth. I licked upwards at her clit and sucked it between my teeth. God, she was wet.

Claire moaned and lifted her dress to look at me. Her cum was already flowing onto my tongue.

"You keep doing what you are doing. I'll watch for the kids."

She was far enough away from the counter to give me room to work. The amount of cum running out of her was amazing. I would have suspected something happening between her and someone else at work except the taste was definitely Claire. She shoved down on my face as she began to cum after a few minutes.

"Do it, Baby. That's what Mommy needs. Eat my cunt, Sweetie, eat my wet little cunt."

A good-sized glob of her rolled into my mouth. I swallowed with barely enough time to catch another glob that followed. I was in a good spot with her dress hanging on all sides of me. It was like eating pussy in a tent, only better. My nose was in her pubic hair, then I'd slide up her slit to bite and suck her clit.

Claire was in a rhythm to where she was cumming on my face every minute or so. Neither one of us showed any sign of letting up. She kept her cunt wiggling in my face and I keep nipping and sucking and licking at it for all I was worth. I hadn't given any thoughts to stopping and apparently Claire wasn't interested in quitting either.

I could hear my daughter Sophie's voice. I was on the back side of the counter under her mother. Claire raised her dress and whispered to me.

"The kids are coming. Don't you dare stop." 

"Mommy. When's dinner going to be ready?"

"Probably in a half hour."

"Look. I colored you a picture, Mommy."

"That's pretty. Who is this?"

"That's you and Daddy kissing, and that's me and Jacob watching."

"Oh, I see. Very nice."

Things paused. I could tell Claire was cumming again. She shoved against my face hard. More of her cum hit my tongue and slid down my throat. I didn't realize the kids were still there until I heard the bump of the barstool. Holy shit! They had to be just across the counter while she was talking to them. I stopped to be quiet. Claire reached under her dress and lightly slapped my cheek. I kept eating pussy and Claire started doing one of those little spasms of rolling orgasms. I needed to keep swallowing.

"Where's Daddy?"

"Oh, he's doing Mommy a favor."

"Is it a big favor?"

"Sweetie, it's a really big favor, trust me." Claire wiggled against my face.

"Your face looks funny, Mommy."

"What do you mean funny?"

"Like when you have a headache or say you are thinking real hard."

"Mommy's fine. Go on back and play."

She left, then was right back.

"I've got my crayons and paper. I'm going to color you another picture while we wait for Daddy."

Claire never stopped the motion on my face. I could feel her steel herself on the countertop as another orgasm made her quiver. Something was triggering way too much sexual interest and she was cumming like a maniac. Unfortunately the only trigger I could think of was Ralph. Which it seemed would be a better choice than some total stranger. Although it was hard to reason that it would have to be somebody I would know personally. How perverted was it that I was under my wife's skirt, wondering is she was thinking about Ralph while she talked to our Sophie?

Looking for a solution to my situation I spun out from under Claire and stood up facing the kid. The look on Claire's face was priceless as she squealed in surprise at my action. I tried to wipe my face with my hands as I stood up.

"Surprise! I was hiding from you behind the island!"

Our daughter's eyes were big. "You scared me, Daddy!" I thought you were doing Mommy a favor." Then she laughed.

"I was, Baby. But, then I was hiding from you."

"Oh, I guess I should start dinner." Claire gave me a condescending look as if she thought I was going to eat pussy all night.

Dinner was mostly the kids talking about things. I could imagine Grandma would hear the story about how Daddy hid after doing Mommy a favor. Claire kind of picked at her food as she sat with one leg crossed under the other. I helped with dishes. A sly grin was on Claire's face as she nudged her elbow at me. 

"The nice thing about getting eaten is no matter how much I cum I stay nice and clean down there."

"Sure, and I end up with hair in my teeth."

"We'll get used to it. I'm not going to start shaving down there."

Ralph came to the door looking like going home to his wife the night before hadn't done him any good.

Claire gave the kids their bath and put them to bed before dropping in on Ralph and I in the den. She was still wearing her dress from work. Instead of sitting between us to see the TV she sat across from Ralph on the loveseat. Ralph was trying to sneak a look, but from where I sat it wasn't hard to see she hadn't put on panties.

"The kids are waiting for you to tell them good night."

Claire had that defiant look accompanied by a rather cold-eyed stare to get me to leave. I hustled to kiss the kids goodnight and get back to Ralph and my wife. From the way she was sitting when I left she could go full frontal for Ralph with her pussy just by moving one leg.

"Mommy said you would read us a story. She said you would read us two stories tonight."



A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 02



In Chapter One my new best friend Ralph had said he'd pay to see my wife naked. We were hard up for money due to the Great Recession. My wife decided to take him up on his offer. Claire had just come in the den from putting the kids to bed. So, we continue from there.

Claire had that defiant look accompanied by a rather cold-eyed stare to get me to leave. I hustled to kiss the kids goodnight and get back to Ralph and my wife. From the way she was sitting when I left she could go full frontal for Ralph with her pussy just by moving one leg.

"Mommy said you would read us a story. She said you would read us two stories tonight." My kids were excited.

Claire had been acting like she wanted Ralph's cock in her. The promising of two stories was certainly a ploy to get time alone for them to be together. I don't think Ralph would start it. Claire, on the other hand acted like she was up for most anything.

I told the kids that I'd be right back. Listening outside the den I could hear Claire talking. Ralph said something and then ...

"Well, you did pay a lot of money last time to see it. Call this one a freebie."

"How about opening up a little bit?" I could hear the movement as she repositioned herself to give the asshole what I supposed was an open view.

"Sure, look all you want. We should have a few minutes while that husband of mine reads the kids two stories."

"Two stories? You told them to have him read them two stories? That's kind of mean. Especially when you must have planned to let me see that little cunt of yours. Can I touch it?"

"He's going freak at the idea that I even let you see it again."

I could hear Ralph move off the couch and over to Claire. I heard Claire gasp and then moan. He had to have been tonguing her pussy. Some fucking friend I had there. After about a minute I heard her ask him how big was his cock.

"Do you want me to show you?"

"I do, but if he comes back too soon you won't be able to get it back in your pants in time. Just tell me."

"My wife doesn't complain, the problem is she is too interested in all the shit that goes on in her life, like too much church."

"Could you put that in inches?"

"Seven or eight." I could hear that his face in her cunt was making him muffle the words.

"Is it seven or is it eight?"

"Probably eight. Eight wouldn't be a wouldn't be a problem if it was going in you. How big is his?"

"I don't know for sure. Maybe about that size. Maybe a little smaller."

At least she was lying for me. She knew my size. She knew that Ralph would have a couple of inches on me.

"Oh, fuck! Would you feel badly of me if I let you make me cum?" I heard Claire moan. Then a hissing sound as she sucked air in through her teeth.

"Damn, Claire. Do you always cum that much?"

"Apparently so. This has been building up. I've been fingering myself at work and pretended is was you eating and fucking me."

"Damn, girl. You get yourself off at work? That's hot!"

"Quick! Clean me out with your tongue and get back over where you were sitting. He could be back at any moment."

I was afraid they'd hear me sneak away when Ralph started to talk.

"You know, it wouldn't hurt now for me to admit that I jackoff a lot while pretending I'm fucking you."

"Why, Ralph, you sure do know how to flatter a lady." Claire wasn't good at a fake Southern drawl.

"Now you've go me wanting the real thing."

"I'm not sure we should make that step. Where did you get the money to pay to see me naked?"

"My wife's family owns the business where I work. Without that I wouldn't have shit. Anyway some of our techs go out on jobs where people want to pay cash. We keep a hidden slush fund that her folks use to go or vacation or go gambling over at Wendover. Her Mom gets fancy dresses and stuff. Their is no record in case the feds catch them. I sneak the money out of there."

"If you would have been a better negotiator you might have talked me into fucking you for the first thousand. We really needed that money."

"If you still could use the money are you saying another thousand would let me get some of that?"

"Maybe, but for the sake of argument, how about fifteen hundred? The kids could use some stuff."

"I may have that much in my truck. I learned not to put the money in the box in the first place. I was going to use it on Laura, but this is a much better idea."

"This had better be my husband's idea instead of ours. Let's make him think he's making the deal."

"What if says no?" Ralph asked

"We might have go to a Plan B."

Caught them in the act! Why was I worried about being the one that got caught? From the way they were acting, if I turned them down, they'd be fucking each other soon enough and I wouldn't know the details. Plus, there was that fifteen hundred bonus that Old Ralph would pay just to get his cock in Claire. If she was going to be such a whore she might as well get paid like a good one.

I rushed to the kids room, wondering how to read two stories at light speed so as not to get back to the den and find Ralph with his cock in her and her legs wrapped around his ass pulling him deeper. I don't know how long I listened in or how long Ralph ate her pussy before she came, but the kids were asleep.

The walk back to the room was filled with questions in my mind. Even to wandering if they would be in a compromising position. They were across from each other talking.

"There you are, Sweetheart." That must been a long story for the kids."

"They said you told them to tell me to read two stories."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just teasing. I never thought you would do it."

I looked at the two of them. I imagined how she looked offering her pussy to my friend. And, what it would have looked like with his face on her snatch, licking her slit. I wanted to throw up, alternating with wanting the beat the shit out of them both.

"Now that you are back I'll go get my shower. A lot has happened today."

That was an odd way of saying it, and she was looking at Ralph when she said it.

"How was the game while I was gone, Buddy."

"To tell the truth I got to talking to your lovely wife and didn't pay a lot of attention to the game."

"Well, that can happen. Claire's a real looker ... and she's been turning into a bit of a flirt."

That seemed to unnerve him a bit. Did he think I suspected something happened, of which I knew damned well it did?

"It's know secret she catches my eye. She had me shaken up since I gave her money to see her naked."

"Believe me, she's still shaken up my it, too. I'm getting all the pussy I can handle."

"If there's ever too much for you let me know." He laughed. Lucky for him I let him keep his teeth.

"I wonder if she'd put a price on letting me fuck her? Not to upset you by asking, but I wonder what it would be?"

Thanks Ralph. My trap was set. What was missing was knowing for sure if I was the trapper or the one being trapped.

"What would your price be? When she comes back we can ask her. Maybe she will kick the shit out of you and I won't have to it."

Ralph set a stare from his eye right into mine. "Fifteen Hundred Bucks!"

I laughed for effect. "Really? You think I'd let your cock be in my wife for Fifteen Hundred Bucks?"

"Why don't we ask Claire and leave it up to her?" 

He still stared. There was no way out, nor any turning back now. She'd end up doing it when I wasn't around with either Ralph or some stranger I'd never know. From as casual as they were right after her letting his mouth on her down there I'd never know when the next thing happened. Who needs friends like that? 

I didn't say anything more and neither did Ralph. Claire came back and sat across from us. There was no doubt is was just a top, the shorts, and Claire underneath. It was the moment of truth. I still thought there was the slightest chance that I was still in charge.

"Claire ... Ralph wants me to ask you if you would fuck him for Fifteen Hundred Dollars."

She tried to look surprised and upset, but her nerves or her twat were betraying her. She tried to remain calm. She shifted a little in the seat.

"If you say yes there will be a couple of rules. First, the money is for one time only. You can do it more that once, but it is a one day deal. Second, I'm in the room. It stays between the three of us, no one gets mad, and no one says anything bad about the other."

Claire wiggled a little while she fake-thought about it. Hell, she was already in fuck mode.

"Is that really something you would want me to do, Honey? We can't undo it if you change your mind. If you let him put it in me it game on!"

"It's you call. It's a lot bigger change in our marriage that taking off your clothes."

"Okay ... I'll do it." 

BAM! Done Deal!

Claire bounced up from the love seat causing her tits to bounce. Her nipples already were showing hard through her top.

"Wait a minute!" I warned. "Where's the money?"

"I've got most of it in my truck. When I left Laura was working in the flower bed. It's still light out. If I go get it she will probably see me."

Claire slipped in between us and leaned towards Ralph. Ralph put his hand on a tit while Claire rubbed his cock through his pant leg. It looked like it was probably going to be eight inches and thicker than mine. There was none of the anger and nasty looks like she showed towards him when she stripped for the grand. Claire wasn't even trying to hide her excitement.

Next Claire was taking off her clothes. Ralph was right beside her taking off his. It was official. He had a nice cock. They dropped back onto the couch. I watched my wife move her face towards his groin to take his cock in her mouth.

"Hey, the deal is to fuck him."

"Really? Dear, the offer was to fuck him. It's all the same thing."

"No, it's not. I agreed to you fucking him."

"Okay, whatever, I'm wet enough to get him in me."

I almost blurted out that she should be wet with her letting him sneak a taste of her cunt. 

Claire spun around and planted her ass on the sofa. Her legs came up in the air and her thighs parted showing Ralph and I a pussy ready for fucking. The wetness was obvious and she patted her outer lips with her hand.

"He says fuck me. Let's let him watch you work that gorgeous cock."

Ralph's pecker was hard and sticking up at an angle. He shoved the head at her opening with it bobbing in the air.

Claire used the side of her hand to guide it. While looking at me she said, "This is going to be good. Do you see the size of this thing?"

"That's a little cruel, Claire. Don't you think?" I countered. Ralph laughed

It was a pretty surreal sight. To see your wife spread her legs for another man is one thing, but watching him move in between them just takes the breathe out of a person. A little nudge of his ass indicated he probably had the head in her. Claire let out a little gasp.

"Wow! I guess Ralph is really going to open me up. You watch for the kids."

Hell, the kids could have come in and climbed all over us. I don't think I would have noticed. I went to my knees on the floor. I was right at her waist and only a inches from where he was resting the head of his cock in her. Claire was all smiles. She was rocking slightly towards him. I was looking right at the head and about an inch of shaft go in and out of her as she did all the work. Ralph was frozen in place probably trying not to cum too soon in her. I found it funny that he was getting to fuck her, but didn't dare move to do any more about it.

Claire gave me a big smile. "That feels pretty good in me."

"Well, enjoy it." was all I could think to say.

"Come here."

She pulled me to her and kissed me. It was awkward to get kissed when you wife has another man's cock started into her just a foot or so away. Claire swirled her tongue around mine. One of my hands went to a tit and squeezed the nipple. We kissed for a couple of minutes while Claire scooted to work his dick in and out a bit. I heard Ralph suck in his breath a couple of times like it wouldn't be long until he was cumming in her. We broke the kiss. I stayed right at her side.

Claire looked at him partially inside her. "This cock is so fucking big," almost as if she was speaking to no one.

I looked at what wasn't inside her. Ralph had more cock still outside her than I could put inside her when I was balls deep. She already commented on how the thicker meat was opening her up. I wondered what she would say when she got the extra two inches in her.

"Come on Ralph. Are you going to fuck it into me, or am I supposed to scoot up on it on my ass cheeks?"

"I'm afraid of losing it." Ralph moaned.

"Don't worry about it. We can do it again. We have until midnight. Didn't you hear the fine print?" She laughed.

"She had me there. I said same day. I looked at the clock. It was 8:20 PM. They could fuck another three and a half hours."

Ralph kind of leaned his head and shoulder on the back of the couch and reached under her ass. That moved her ass up a bit and raised her pussy to give him more of a level shot at her almost dripping twat. His cock slid into her like it was sliding into butter. That wasn't all of it.

"Please tell me there's more." My wife had her legs up over his lower back, wanting more.

"There's more. Do you want it?"

"More than anything."

His ass moved. Clair let out a grunt. Her legs came off his back and flew in the air. I couldn't see his cock go into her. They were pubic hair locked in pubic hair. My wife was going crazy with that much cock in her.

"I assume you've not ever had that much prick in you."

"Oh, Gawd, no! Fuck me with that big thing.

Claire was looking at me, or through me. Her mouth was hanging open and I could see she was trying to say something to me. I got eye to eye with her right at her face.

"Thank you for letting me do this. It is fucking fantastic. I love you so much."

Even though I wasn't fond of the idea we kissed with a lot of tongue while he slowly worked his big slab of cock in and out of her. Every time he would rub the head deep in her near her cervix she would let out a little moan. Ralph had gotten it under control. He had been fucking her twenty minutes according to the clock. Claire was in another world as she moved to the stroking into her willing cunt.

I didn't really need to be there. They were into each other to where I don't think they remembered me being in the room. Claire probably couldn't have told you my name if you asked her. Although the motion of him fucking her let me see a lot of cock going in and out of her I had moved behind Ralph so I could see the length of his cock as her would bury it and then pull it almost all the way out. Claire would grunt when he hit bottom and gasp when she thought it was coming out of her.

Suddenly Ralph stopped with his prick in as far as he could get it. I could see his balls draw up.

"I'm going to cum. Don't move. I don't think I could try to pull it out without cumming inside you."

"Don't you dare think of pulling out. You God damned better cum in me. Fill me up with you sperm!"

"Seriously? I didn't think you'd want my seed in you."

"If you don't cum in me I'll rip your fucking nuts off! God Damn It! Now fuck me!"

Ralph pulled out and pumped into her pretty hard about a half dozen times, then held firmly inside Claire's pussy. She started jerking all over and bucking around under Ralph. I saw a little bit of sperm come out of her past where he was plugging away with very short strokes. Then there was more, then there was a lot. Then Ralph pulled out, almost stepping on me. As he side stepped I looked right into the mother of my children's well fucked cunt. That was a lot of cum. A whole lot of cum. A lot was Claire, but Ralph sure did his part.

Ralph sat naked on my couch. Claire laid where she was and felt the cum in her pussy with her fingers. After checking how stretched out and flooded with his seed she was Claire relaxed with her thighs flopped open as if Ralph was still between them.

I moved to kneel beside my wife. I could tell she wanted to kiss. Instead I brushed the back of my hand across her beautiful face. She acknowledged with her eyes that our kisses and our sex would never be the same ever again.

"Thank you." She had tears in her eyes.

"Thank me?"

"Thank you for letting me fuck someone else. I've never been fucked like that. I love you."

Well, I had mixed emotions. I had to hide an hardon from them the whole time and it wasn't going away. I thought about how it would be to fuck her right then. Right there on the spot with another man's sperm running from her very open cunt. That thought got rudely interrupted.

"I see we have three hours left. Who's next?"

"That would be me." Ralph spoke. "You can be with you husband later, but the deal is that you are mine until the end of the day. I'll last longer then next time."

"Jesus! Twenty minutes isn't a long fuck for you?" Claire perked up.

"Not with you. Ten minutes with my own ife is plenty. With you I want to make it last until the last minute. We'll go slow."

"Then we should get you ready."

Claire reached for his cock. It wasn't quite soft yet. I watched her work her hand up and down the shaft. Ralph was coming back to life. Claire's pussy was pointing directly at my face. Their juices puddled in her cleft and dripped to the couch. I was glad I paid extra for leather. The was a split moment I considered shoving my face right in the center of her gaping gash. I thought it might have tightened up a little with his cock out of her, but it seemed to be as open as when he pulled out.

I watched as she leaned over to take him in her mouth. I had protested earlier, but didn't say anything now. She was still my little Mormon bride that I married in the Provo Temple. She had given us two children. But, she was also a whore. Maybe in a day or so, assuming it wasn't going to stay open like that forever I'd try to fuck her. I don't think I'd be fucking her as her husband. I'd just be fucking some whore that other men could have for the asking. Some whore that was now slurping up and down on the head of Ralph's big cock.

Claire had about a third of his penis in her mouth. She looked over at me. I'm sure she was surprised when I didn't give a look of disapproval.

"Is it okay with you?"

"Sure, you're his until midnight."

"You don't think I can do it, do you?

She was referring to her deepthroating me all the way down the day before.

"You took him all in your cunt. I'm sure my little whore can take him down her throat."

She didn't seem to mind the "whore" remark. After all whore was a word that now fit her well.

I don't think Ralph had any idea of what was about to happen. I watched my wife turn enough to see that I had a great view as she took even more of his cock. Ralph realized that the head of his prick was in her throat and looked almost in a panic at me. I just smiled while I watched her get another inch down. Like she did with me, she moved her head around a bit until her nose and lips were lost in his pubic hair.

Welcome to deepthroat, Ralph. That long lasting fuck her promised her shot down her throat instead, emptying his balls of his sperm. Eight inches of a pretty thick cock had gone down her throat and dumped his cum well below her mouth. My little whore wife had handled all of his seed.

Claire pulled it out of her throat with Ralph's cock still about three quarters hard.

"Did you like that? No swallowing required, no cum taste in my mouth, no clean up. Get on your back while it's still part way hard."

Ralph flipped around with his softening dick in the air. Claire threw a leg over his waist and settled down on him. No longer fully hard it slid in easily. The whore rocked around on his manhood. She leaned forward so her could play with her nice set of tits. Her nipples responded.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 02



"Bite them."

"What?

"Go ahead, bite my nipples. Make hickeys on my tits. Not where it will show."

She had never asked me to do that. 'Maybe it's what whore's do," I reasoned. Ralph was really chewing on her nipples and biting her tits, leaving marks. 

"Suck hickeys on them." Claire held them up and pushed them together for him. I could hear the sucking sounds of his mouth on them.

It must have had quite the effect on his dick. Claire was raising up on it to where I could see all but the head of his now stiff cock as she pounding down on it from above.

"Ha! Got you hard again, Lover. Let me get me on my knees and fuck me from behind."

First of all, I didn't like her calling him Lover. Secondly, I had fucked her from behind a couple of times and she said she didn't like it. Now Ralph was behind her. One effortless push and he was in. I moved to watch from behind him as he pounded into her.

"Oh, God, Baby. Fuck me like a bitch."

Claire was shoving back at him as hard as her was fucking into her. Ralph laid over her back to squeeze and pinch her tits.

"Oh, fuck, Ralph. You're making me your little whore. I can't get enough of that big cock."

I didn't care who's whore she was. She was most certainly a whore. My whore, Ralph's whore. Who's whore would she be next? Her fucking holier-than-thou parents parents should see her now. They'd be sorry the put her in the Temple to be married to me. A quick dash to Vegas with a cock stuck in her would have been suffice. Lost in thought, I didn't notice that she was about to take another load of Ralph's seed.

A cum dump. That's what she was at the moment. A cum dump whore. Not that Ralph was just dumping it in her, she was wanting it, and wanting it bad.

"Cum in me, Lover. I want to always remember how it feels to feel your hot sperm flood my cervix."

Ralph was still over her back, reaching under to squeeze and mash her tits and punish the nipples. Cum was running out around his cock as he held her. When he pulled out of her stretched snatch cum again ran all over my leather sofa. Ralph had to be running out of cum, but my wife was making up the difference. I thought she had to have cum at least four times getting fucked like the bitch she mentioned earlier.

All that seemed to have slowed them down. Ralph laid against the back of the couch. Claire laid beside him with one leg over him and the other off the couch. Her cunt looked like the proverbial truck had driven through it. She was a mess. The bite marks were red, the hickey's were darkening, her nipples remained swollen. Not to mention the mess now smearing across her thighs.

I went to take a piss. Claire waited to go with Ralph. I heard her giggle. When they came back I asked what was funny in there.

Ralph let me hold his dick while he peed. I was making the stream move around in the water. They had cleaned up a little.

"I don't think I can pass up another shot at this cock." Claire was flopping it in her hand. "I've got an hour to get it up again. Right, Lover?"

A glance at the clock said it was 11:04 PM.

"Won't Laura miss you if you aren't home before now?" 

I was wanting to get him out of my house.

"No, usually when I get home she is in our bedroom reading the stuff from the church. She'll be asleep and never know I wasn't downstairs watching the late news."

"Ralph, I think I know why you say you don't get to fuck her. Maybe you should use offer your cock to her more often."

Claire looked at the clock and took his cock in her mouth again. I'd never thought more of her being a whore as I did then. Half of his cock was in her mouth and she was edging the head into her throat each time her head went down on it. My wife, the whore. How could I see her any other way? If my cock had been as big as Ralph's maybe I wouldn't feel that way. I always heard it was hard for one man to satisfy a women. Maybe Ralph was fitting into a natural pattern.

Ralph was hard again. I watched him bottom out in my wife's throat. She was just seconds of getting her mouth flooded.

"No you don't, Big Boy. We are going to be fucking when midnight comes."

Claire scooted to the edge of the couch so that her cunt was on the cushion level with his cock with her legs open. Ralph was on his knees between her thighs. Again he fucked it into her gooey slit. Claire sighed, Ralph started slow, deliberate strokes. Clock showed it was 11:20. I wondered if he could hold out for forty minutes with Claire's cunt gripping his shaft. I watched every stoke into my wife. When I checked the clock again it was 12:15. How did I miss that?

"Okay, you two. Time is up. It's a new day and we all have to work."

"He had it in me at midnight. You are going to have to let him finish."

Maybe he was just worn out. Claire was still cumming every ten or fifteen minutes, but old Ralph still held it and it was almost 1:30 AM when they got off together. Claire got up and headed to the bathroom. Cum dropped straight out of her and hit in a glob on the floor. She laughed and warned us not to slip and fall.

"I'll clean that up later. Right now I need to clean myself up. See you later Ralph. It's been a wonderful experience, Lover."

"Sure thing Claire. Maybe I can save up enough for another round."

They both glanced at me for my reaction. I think Claire was up for it any time. Whore! The words echoed in my mind.

Ralph left to sneak home into his own bedroom, hoping Laura hadn't missed him. Claire came to bed in the tank top and shorts she had left in the den.

"What do you think?"

"That's a lot of cock for one woman to handle. Did fucking the neighbor's husband make you feel guilty?

"Not really. Don't tell me you didn't like it." 

She reached for my cock. I tried to turn away. We tussled a little bit with her trying to grab my pecker and I got my hand into the mess that was still in her pussy from Ralph.

"Be truthful. You didn't like the idea of him fucking me, but you liked watching me take his big cock."

"I guess that's true."

"Are you mad at me for being such a little whore?"

"Mad and hurt, I guess."

"You can call me your little whore, if you want."

"Your not just my little whore, are you?"

"I wonder if Ralph meant it when he said he'd get more money. Do you know what we can do bringing in that much cash?"

"Would you fuck him again if he paid you?"

"Like I said, I am a little whore."

Claire got the leverage on me. She got her mouth around my cock and into her throat. She deep throated me until I began to cum. She pulled up and showed me my load before she swallowed it.

"See, don't ever say I don't take care of my man."

She didn't even brush her teeth, being content to drift off to sleep with some of my cum in her mouth.

The next night Ralph brought the money. It was Friday. His wife was out of town for the weekend with her sister. He was just short of another five hundred and asked if Claire would fuck him again for the money. Claire's eyes shot over to me.

"Can I?"

I'm not sure what she thought the look on my face meant.

Ralph spent the night. When the game ended on TV I watched the late news. Claire made sure I had a good view of the action. About midnight we went to bed with Ralph in the guest room. Sometime in the night I awoke with Ralph in bed fucking Claire for all she was worth. The noise she was making showed she didn't worry about waking me. I went to sleep twice listening to them next to me. Later Ralph was gone. Claire lay with her legs splayed open at my side.

When I woke up in the morning Claire was in the guest room. From the looks of the sheets she had fucked him again. I looked in on them and let them sleep. They came out of the room at 10:00 AM.

"I took the kids over to your mom. I told her we had a lot to do this weekend."

"Good." Claire leaned over on the table where I was reading the paper. She rested her chin on her hands right in front me.

"Watcha doing?" Her voice was all bubbly.

"I guess I'm reading the paper."

Ralph moved in behind her. I looked up as he shoved his cock in her exposed twat and started fucking her.

"What are you doing?"

"I guess I'm getting fucked again. Sorry about going into the guest room and fucking without you there. I know you were tired and needed some rest. Maybe this will make up for it."

"You are a little whore, aren't you?"

She nodded and watched my eyes. We spent the next fifteen minutes like that. Ralph pounding her cunt from behind and us staring into each other's eyes. It was odd, yet fun to watch her expressions change as Ralph hit the right spot. Probably a spot I hadn't ever hit.

"An eight inch cock seems to make you happy."

"You make me happy. I love you, my wonderful husband."

Ralph's pace picked up. Claire was grunting as he fucked her hard from behind. Claire grabbed my hands in hers. Claire looked back at him over her shoulder.

"Fuck me, Lover. Shoot that cum all the way into my womb. Let me feel that big cock squirt your seed."

That finished her. Finished her with his cock in her as she looked right at my face.

Saturday was the day to mow the lawn. Ralph had a service to mow his. To save money I still had my old mower in the garage. I began cutting the grass with Ralph and my wife making out still in the kitchen. About half way through my work I looked up to see Ralph fucking her on the chaise lounge in the screened-in porch. Both waived to me as I walked by. After the next pass they were to heavy into another round of him banging her to be bothered by me and the sound of the mower.

After me waiting for them to finish we got dressed and went to a mall for Claire to buy new dresses for work. We went to a mall we didn't know. People would have thought Ralph and my wife were the couple the way they carried on. She even took Ralph into the dressing room with her. She paid for a new dress with some of Ralph's cash. We at in the food court. I had a burger. They ate some other kind of Mall food, sharing from each other's plates.

Back home they fucked twice more. We all three kind of hung out together. Then the two of them would get that twinkle in their eyes and they'd be fucking again.

Ralph spent Saturday night as well. They fucked right through most of a movie we rented and again at bedtime after taking a shower together. Ralph retreated to the guest room after a passionate goodnight kiss from Claire. I got another deepthroat blowjob. Again she pulled up enough for me to cum in her mouth. It wasn't as good as fucking her, but it would be days before I could consider fucking her again with the general resizing Ralph had given her.

Ralph came in and fucked her once during the night. I stayed awake through it, enjoying the sounds my wife was making with him. I checked several times during the night to see if she was still with me. The next morning I woke up with Claire on my chest.

"Good morning, sleepy head. I thought I'd help you wake up."

She kissed me before sliding down to where she had awakened my cock. It wasn't a problem for her to take me straight down her throat after deepthroating Ralph several times. We made it last about fifteen minutes. My balls churned and my cock pulsed. Claire pulled off to say something.

"Cum down my throat this time. I still have to go in to wake Ralph."

I drained every drop into her while she held me in her throat. Kissing afterwards she got all passionate with her tongue in my mouth. It was weird not tasting cum after just unloading in her face. We made out for several minutes. Clair jumped up. 

"Let's go wake up Ralph. I want you to watch your little whore suck him off."

Ralph was sound asleep. Keeping up with my wife may have killed him. Claire straddled his chest and woke him up with her pussy in his face. I could see she was soaked down there. She started sucking the head of his dick. Ralph put his tongue out to sample her slit as she took more of his cock. He moved down to suck her clit. That put his nose right in her mess. I couldn't have done it, but it had to be stuff from him and her. I hadn't fucked her since she started fucking him. 

Ralph started tunneling with his tongue causing Claire to go wild and then collapse with her pussy to cover Ralph's mouth. Claire's mouth slid down over his cock, taking it to the root. I thought they were both about to die and started to grab her off him. Claire came up with a deep gasp and went right back down on it. She took him down her throat a dozen or so times, held her mouth over the head, then opened her mouth to show me his cum.

"Ha! Got it!" She declared.

My wife got up off him and took me by the arm, directing me out of the guest room.

"Come on, you little cunt lapper, let's get some breakfast." Claire taunted back at him.

Then talking to the both of us, "Let's get dressed and hit a buffet somewhere."

When I came out of the shower in the master bedroom Claire and Ralph were soaping each up in the guest bath. Claire had one leg up on the side of the tub in an attempt to get his cock inside her. Poor Ralph must have been wearing down as it was apparent that after the earlier blowjob a shower wasn't enough to get him up again. I was already dressed, so went to wait in the kitchen for them. 

Since Ralph went to the guest room to recover his clothes I joined Claire in our bedroom. Claire was putting on a white shirt with pleats in the front and a pair of denim short shorts. The shorts showed a little bit of ass cheek and the pleated top deflected the direct view of her tits although the fact she was braless was revealed by the boob bounce.

Ralph was waiting when we came out. We loaded up in the car and went to breakfast. Ralph picked up the tab. He and Claire stuck together in the buffet line and sat together on one side of the booth. We chatted like old friends, which we were sure enough qualified. Talk was of friends, family, work, and even the fact that we had skipped church. A couple of jokes were told, we all laughed. 

We had each ordered omelets and the chef was waving that ours was done. Claire and Ralph jumped up to get the omelets, offering to grab mine for me. He had his arm around her waist as they walked over. They looked like they belonged together. I thought of them fucking, her sucking his cock, and then earlier vision of him opening his mouth and using his tongue to take in their drippings.

What a little fucking whore! I was a little better off in my mind with it that I was the three nights before, but the God Damned cunt had taken in two grand with her pussy for First Time Thursday and then the weekend. It was only right she took his money ... I never imagine she could be such a slut. What the fuck? He'd be home again soon and I'd start to deal with the healing of what she had done.

We began to eat. Claire looked a little funny.

"Are you alright, Claire?" I worried.

"Maybe eggs a cheese shouldn't have gone in on top of two loads of gooey sperm."

"Next time we'll take you out for breakfast first." I smirked.

I thought back on what I had said. Why was I thinking about a next time? I wanted it to be over, but was still expecting him to fuck him again. Claire settled down and finished the omelet.

"Let's head back home. It's almost time for Laura to get back from her sister's house. I still need one more good fucking."

Turns out it wasn't over. It was a good, hard fucking. Claire came in from the garage and leaned over the kitchen table. Ralph took his position behind her after he dropped her shorts to the floor. Claire kicked them out of the way. Ralph plunged his whole length in on the first stroke. With the table shaking and her ass jiggling in the air he plunged the meat into her.

"Yeah, that's it. Dump your load in me, Lover."

Even though they we attempting a quickie it seemed like it was going on for ever up until that point. I looked at the clock on the microwave. It was just minutes from when Ralph expected his wife home when they both started to get noisy and animated. I watched Ralph's hips humping, knowing my wife was taking another load from him.

Laura was home twenty minutes later. Ralph was out in his front yard trimming on some bushes. That seemed appropriate since he had spent the weekend in my wife's bush while his wife was gone. He gave us a wave. His wife gave us her usual unfriendly nod in our direction. We went back inside.

"That was kind of funny. The old bitch had no idea I spent the weekend fucking her husband." Claire giggled.

"Your Mom expects us to fetch the kids around five and stay over to eat."

"Good, we still have the afternoon left. Let's go shower."

Claire shrugged of her clothes and walked towards our bath.

"Toss my stuff in the laundry." I hustled to join her. We have glass shower doors and Claire had closed them and turned on the water. I watched her naked body through the glass. She was taking extra time on the good parts. When the door opened I could see the hickey's and bite marks on her tits she begged Ralph to put on her. I let her by me to dry off as I entered the shower.

I found Claire changing the sheets on our bed naked. She'd stripped down the ones in the guest room to wash. She tossed both sets in the washer and started the load. We went to the kitchen. I watched my wife bend over to get us a couple of beers a piece. Setting the bottles on the island she sat gently on a barstool. Looking at me she took a swig of her beer. Other than the beers we drank with Ralph this was the first time I could ever remember having a beer with my wife or sat in the kitchen with her naked.

"We have plenty of time for you to reclaim you wife if you are up to it."

"Reclaim my wife?"

"Yes, another man just spent the last three days fucking me like I've never had been fucked before. His cock was bigger than yours and went further into me than you ever have. I can't even guess how many times he made me cum or shot a load into me. Don't you think you should fuck me and reclaim my pussy for yourself?"

"I was thinking, maybe in a few days ... "

"What do you mean, a few days?"

"You know, give you a chance to snap back down there, ... and to be sure his cum is gone from you."

"I don't know how much you expect me to snap back, as you said, maybe you should try it like it is to see if you like it. It can't be that bad."

I was looking at her open gash where it would meet the bar stool next to me where my wife sat.

"If you are looking for cum to run out of me I could grunt and trickle a little out for you. There's enough in there it might come out for the next couple of days. I didn't try to clean it out because I want it in there. I guess it's up to you if you want to reclaim your wife's pussy or not, but if Ralph stops buy the next day or so with some more money you'll have to start your wait all over again."

Claire stood up and shoved her bar stool away. The she pushed herself up so her butt was on the counter and turned to expose her still open cunt to me. I'd never made an excuse to not fuck, but it was forefront in my mind right then. It didn't look big like I'd flop around in it.

"I don't see any of his cum in you." I hesitated.

"It's in there, Honey. I'm trying to hold in as much as I can. You need to stick your cock in me and stir it up a little bit, and you need to get started doing it now."

Looking up from her pussy across her flat stomach my gaze stopped at her tits where she asked Ralph to leave all those hickeys and teeth marks. Her nipples were hard like pebbles although appearing to be roughed up where she had him chew hard on them. Moving on up to her face she had this big grin. Her eyes twinkled as she spoke.

"You can fuck me here, or maybe we should move on into our marriage bed to give my worked over little cunt the proper reclaiming."

Before I could answer she got down from the counter to go to our bedroom. As I got to the door she had laid on the bed and spread open her thighs.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 02



"Come here, husband, and fuck your wife. I need to feel you in me."

Secretly I was thinking "I hope you feel me in you." Then I remembered Ralph putting his tongue in her mess after fucking her. I shivered knowing I wasn't going to be doing that. Still, she did look pretty good looking there. When I put it in I went slowly, giving her hole some short jabs. Maybe I was afraid I'd fall in and be lost.

"That feels pretty good. I've missed you."

"You're not thinking of Ralph are you?"

"Of course not! You are my husband. This is our time."

Claire was incredibly wet from Ralph's seed. The slippery, buttery feeling around my cock was enhanced by the way her cunt softly gripped me and I started to move in and out. There was no longer the tightness I remembered, but a glove-like fit that made me think of another man's cock so recently pounding away at her. All of his cum she had kept inside herself made her pussy sloshy. It was a remarkable feeling and turn on that I had not expected.

"Ummm, that feels nice." My wife's voice sounded husky. "Your cock in me feels good. Are you enjoying your sloppy seconds?"

Much to my surprise Claire was beginning to cum. Not an earth shaking blast, but one I could tell was getting her off pretty good. I felt her cum another little one and then pretty hard as she came with me.

"Your cum is all mixed together with his inside me. I like the way it feels knowing that I have the seed of my two fellows in there."

"I suppose you'd rather it be Ralph's bigger dick in there spraying around."

"Not necessarily Do you like it? How does it feel?"

"Pretty good actually. I hate to admit, it feels better than when he hadn't fucked you."

"I know what you mean. I like it, too."

I meant what I said. I was an instant fan of sloppy seconds. Claire was probably lying to me, but she hadn't said she liked it better. All she said was she liked it. The visions in my head were all of her fucking Ralph. Nothing of her being a wife to me and mother of our kids. Her words in the Temple at our marriage sounded in my ears about the vows to have and to hold, and to always be faithful and true. Then there was the famous Mormon magic underwear that meant she would forsake all others.

Again, the giant flashing neon "Whore" light was flashing in my head. Whatever her game about reclaiming her pussy by fucking her was done. However, there wasn't much doubt she'd rather fuck Ralph and was looking forward to it soon. Maybe as early as the following evening. I was again to a hostile point in my thinking. Whore! Whore! Whore!

Claire seemed to be right in my face until time to leave for her parent's house. I had dressed, yet Claire remained naked as she went around the house doing little pick-me-up chores and attending to the laundry. Always bending and stooping to be sure I could see where both Ralph and me had left a load although I had to admit she held it in well. It all reminded me of what a whore she now was.

When it came time to leave she carried her clothes to where I was and proceeded to put on her temple garments. The unflattering top and bottom that was to be a symbol of fidelity.

"After this weekend are you seriously going to were that?"

"We're going to Mom and Dad's. They'd freak if the knew I wasn't wearing them."

"They freak if they knew what you did so that you shouldn't wear them."

"Why are you starting to complain now? I watched your face this weekend?"

"I never quit complaining. No one ever listened, but on the whore scale we are up almost three grand."

"It does make me a whore, doesn't it?"

"What you did makes you qualified."

"Don't be bitching to me about it now or it will run way past three grand before you know it."

Claire laughed and stuck her tongue out at me. She stepped into her Capri pants and zipped the front. Then put on a three quarter sleeve blouse that buttoned almost to her neck. She looked like a Mormon wife again.

"How do I look?"

Seeing her dressed like a wife again took some of the anger out of me. Going to her parents would give more perspective.

"You look great."

"Do I look innocent and virginal?"

"Sure, pretty much."

"How about I suck your cock before we go?"

"Claire, we just got you cleaned up. You won't want to get all messy."

"Oh, there won't be a mess."

She dropped to her knees. I thought what the hell. I put my zipper down and unfastened my belt. Unbuttoning the button let my pants fall to my ankles. I watched my wife take the head in her mouth. By the time she started it down her throat I was fully hard. With little effort at all she had her nose hitting my pubic bone. Between Ralph and I she had taught herself how to keep the shaft down her throat and take the load. My nuts were drained into her tummy after a half dozen times of her taking me out of sight.

Claire stood up and kissed me. I couldn't taste any cum and she opened her mouth to show me there wasn't any.

"See, no mess at all. I could kiss my own mother and she would never know what I just did."

The kids came running to the car when we pulled in the driveway. Her Mom and Dad were out the door with them. I stood at the back of the car to watch. The scene was just like before Claire sold her pussy to Ralph. There was my wife and my kids. She had picked both up in her arms as I walked up to them. Her dad shook my hand, her nodded smiled at me. Everything from the last few days crashed through my mind. My knees went a little weak, but I recovered.

Claire handed Jacob to her Mom and her Mom passed him on to me. During the transfer my son had his hand gripping his grandmother's dress and her garment. As he pulled away everything came with him so that I had a clear shot inside her clothes all the way down her tit. I know my eyes locked on the forbidden flesh that was meant for only her husband to see. There was a brief pause as I let my brain realize what I had just seen.

My mother is mid-forties with a still pretty good figure, although always hidden by a lot of clothing. The tit I had just seen was affecting my brain and my cock. I had wondered, but never given much thought of her naked. After taking Jacob I looked Claire's Mom in the eye. The look on her face was one of "Well, my garment just got pulled and you saw my tit." It's not like she looked hot and bothered by it, nor was there any sign of shyness or regret. We let it pass and went into the house.

Claire's parents are pretty well full-blown Mormon. A lot of talk revolved around church and church activities like they were just biding there time until joining the Prophet Joseph Smith in heaven. But, a couple of times her Mom gave me a look that seemed to connect the event earlier. It wasn't that she showed me her tit. My son pulled her top open. Yet, it had happened and my mother seemed to be feeling a bit of mischief sharing the secret with me.

Boy was my world fucked up. Her tit was a snapshot in my head now. Framed and in a special place. My dick, on the other hand, was going to need more room. If someone had asked how many people had a hardon while we ate dinner I would have been the only one to hold up my hand.

The kitchen was large, yet tight between the island and the sink. As I was helping bring the dishes to wash Claire's Mom brushed her ass right across my dick. As I was wondering if it was a mistake I knew I was not suicidal enough to assume it was meant to happen, but it me shook up.

The looks I got from her mother were different the rest of the evening. Once when I spoke to her things took a turn.

"Why don't you ever call me by my name? I don't want to be 'Hey, you'. Please call me Emma."

"Okay." My throat was dry.

"Okay, who?"

"Okay, Emma."

"That's better. We are family here."

No one seemed to notice. Suddenly Emma's eyes lit up and her expression seemed kind of flirty. My own brain slapped me upside the head. Not only was I thinking about seeing her naked, I thought about how it would be to fuck her.

At the end of the visit Emma was again the one to hand Jacob to me. There wasn't any exposed skin this time. As she passed him off to me she whispered quietly.

"You're the first one to see what you saw except the old bastard I married in twenty five years ago. No harm was done. Let's keep it to ourselves."

I nodded in agreement. Emma seemed so devoted to him it was funny to hear her refer to him as the old bastard. As I stepped away my eyes gave her an involuntary up and down once over. Gladly no one else noticed. Emma blushed slightly, then gave a big smile that my wife and father would think was directed more at my son than at me. The sparkle in her eyes framed by the start of little crinkles in the corners had never been noticed before by me.

Backing down their driveway rather than the mirror I was watching Emma standing near Claire's Dad. I had always thought she had a great figure for a woman that had given birth to eight Mormon offspring. Now I'd had a peek and wanted to see the more.

The visit had been good, not just the naughty part, but seeing Claire in Mom mode instead of fuck mode soothed the sting of the weekend a bit. In other words, the "Whore" light had stopped flashing in my head. We had the kids to bed by eight and sat on the couch to watch a movie. It was the same couch where I watched Ralph plow his big cock into Claire, but for the moment it was our couch.

As if in a crazy defiance to our wedding vows in the Temple Claire sat resting against me wearing her Temple garments she had worn to visit her folks. I had to say something.

"You know, Sweetheart. Outsiders jokingly call your garments 'Magic Underwear', but I don't think it with undo what's been going on lately."

"I should take them off. I made a wreck of them anyway. I had to dab my cunt several times at Mom and Dad's. One glob ran out leaving a big wet spot against me when I was talking to Dad. I wonder what he would say if he knew cum was running out of his daughter, worse yet some of it that didn't belong in there."

"While on the subject, are we about done with Ralph?"

"Gosh, Sweetie. I'm sure he's going to come over with another fistful of money."

"So, you still are going to fuck him?"

"If I get the chance."

"Do you think he will still pay five hundred? I mean, you spent the whole weekend with him for that."

"Let's see how it works out."

Claire stood up and took off her cum soaked garment.

"Let's go to bed. We've seen this movie anyway."

Claire tossed the clothes into the hamper and hit the bed naked. Not knowing whether to expect the old Claire or the super-sexed "I've fucking your friend" Claire I was relieved when she cuddled quietly beside me. I put a hand on her tit. She started pumping my cock. Without saying a word and me now hard my wife laid onto her back and exposed her pussy.

I climbed on and started fucking her. I stayed with her until after about ten minutes she started to cum and grabbed my ass to pull me in deeper. I lost it along with her. We kissed goodnight and fell asleep. A little later I heard Claire in the bathroom. Leaning up on one elbow I watched her dab at her twat, then put on panties. She noticed I was awake and watching.

"Let's see if this keeps what you two guys put in me in place through the night."

My brain was thinking about the mixture of sperm up inside my wife. Yet, as exciting as that was I went to sleep with the vision of Emma's boob and her smile. What the hell was happening to me? Maybe I had fallen down the rabbit hole.

The only thing to do was wait until Ralph comes over again and take it from there.



A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 03



The Great Recession had hit us hard. My Mormon wife Claire took money from neighbor Ralph for him to see her naked. A short time later she scored big when he paid to fuck her. Just as surprising to me my mother Emma seemed a little turned on when I got a quick glance at her tit. This is kind of where it goes from there.

Claire called from work. I thought it was going to be another episode of her fingering herself under the desk while she thought about me or Ralph, most likely Ralph. Instead the news was she was starting her period. Claire is pretty cranky when that's going on. I'd knew I'd be shut down and probably Ralph, too.

The news from Ralph that night was that his wife's parents that owned the family business had a good idea about how much money should be in their off-the-books stash. He'd have to be a little more careful about snagging some cash. With Claire's snatch on the sidelines it wasn't a urgent as it could be. I wasn't getting any pussy and unless he had better luck with his own wife Ralph wasn't getting any pussy either.

We still watched a few games on TV. Claire didn't seem to be in the mood for any teasing or games. She'd sit with us for a while and then go to bed. Ralph summed it up best.

"Wow! From cock crazy to just plain crazy."

"I'd have to agree with you, but remind you it is my wife you are talking about."

"Sorry, Pal. I was worried about how I'd get the money to fuck her, but then I guess I have another week to figure it out."

"As far as I know she doesn't honor any coupons. So, good luck to you on that."

We both had a good laugh just as Claire came back to the room. I tried to claim it was about what an announcer said about the game.

"Just remember that you two have enough blood to run your penises and your brains, but not at the same time. So, you better get all the use out of your brains right now when you can."

"Okay. You got us. We were talking about how Ralph was going to come up with money next week. I told him you didn't take coupons."

"Sure. Real funny. Maybe I should print some up and take them to town. Maybe leave you two with your dicks hanging in the breeze. Was it those kind of coupons you were talking about?"

Ralph got a real sober concerned look on his face. Claire laughed at him. Both of us, in fact. Then she left us sitting there wondering how sinister she could be.

When the game ended, Ralph was gone, and I joined my little Mormon bride in bed she hit me with a question before my ass could settle into the mattress.

"Do you think Ralph will be able to come up with money now that the family is wise to some missing funds?"

"I'm sure he will find a way even if it means robbing banks or beating up little kids for their lunch money."

"We need a grand a month to keep up with our bills, but I need Ralph's cock more than that."

"You need Ralph's cock?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"You do remember that we are married?"

"It didn't seem like a problem this last weekend when he was in and out of me for two days. And, you didn't miss out any, I don't think."

"Maybe I get tired of seeing him climb between your legs or you taking his cock down your throat."

"Would you rather I had someone else and you didn't know about it?"

"No. I don't think I'd like that."

"Okay, it stays as it is. I need more than one fella taking care of me. Sorry, but now that I've done it with Ralph I'm going to need my extra cock on the side. I'm not giving it up."

"What if Ralph stops coming over or moves away or something?"

"Then I'll find someone else, maybe someone with an even bigger cock."

"That's what it's about? A bigger cock?"

"Listen. You are my husband. You do just fine. It's just that getting pounded my a guy with a bigger cock is nice."

"What if I get someone with a tighter pussy?" I countered.

"First of all, I don't think you would do it if you got the chance. Second, women don't cheat with nice guys. They want something wild and different, not ordinary and average."

"What about Ralph? Wild and different isn't exactly Ralph."

"Ralph's an asshole. Married women are attracted to assholes."

"I guess that explains so many divorces when the man says this ex-wife was fucking some asshole she met at work, or some asshole she met on a girl's night out, or even the asshole that lived across the street. I see your point. The one constant is some cock slut of a wife fucking some asshole from somewhere or the other. Maybe I can be the asshole fucking some other guy's wife."

"Good luck with that. Let me know how it works out for you."

"You don't think I can do it?

"No, I won't say you can't. I'll just say you won't"

"Really? How about some chick from work?"

I'm a warehouse manager. We have four women in our crew.

"Honey, I've seen your chicks at work. One drives the fork lift and weighs 180 pounds. The other two are married and nasty as shit. The fourth one likes the fork lift driver. So, where you gonna start?"

"Well then, how about old lady Mitchell down the street?"

"She's almost eighty. Now you're just being stupid." She laughed.

There was one thing I really wanted to blurt out ...

"I saw your Mom's boob ... and she seemed to like it!"

But, that didn't seem like a good idea. Once you've had testicles for a while you don't want to give them up. Even though if I thought I could grow another pair I put a stop to the shit between her and Ralph.

I felt a little safer when Claire's period ended on Saturday. Saturday night got me some pussy. Claire seemed to be happy to be back in the groove, or so to speak, have me back in the groove. Sunday morning she dressed in her garments and a floor length dress. I got nagged into a suit and the kids dressed in matching Mormon cuteness. Nothing seemed more hypocritical than sitting in services with my two children, and my wife, the proverbial whore in church. 

Later in the afternoon the kids took a nap. Claire was celebrated Sunday by giving me a deepthroat treat. I gave her a treat of my own. Instead of taking my load deepthroat she pulled up to take it in her mouth with her usual tease of showing it to me before swallowing it. It wasn't a bad Sunday afternoon.

Sunday night it was more pussy. I'd like to say I rocked her world. Instead I'll say I did alright if she wasn't faking it. Right afterward reality set in again.

"Do you think Ralph will be over tomorrow night?"

"I wouldn't be surprised."

"Do you think he has the money issue figured out?"

I didn't even answer. Ralph wasn't mentioned the next morning. Claire called me in the afternoon from work.

"I promised myself I would keep my fingers out of myself today."

"You did? How did that work out?"

"I made it until 10:30."

"Was it good for you?"

"I made myself cum twice."

"Twice one time or one time twice?"

"One time twice."

"I didn't hear the last of what you said. Sounded kind of muffled."

"I'm doing it again ... "

"Where are you?"

"At my desk. I've got my fingers on my clit at my desk."

"Jesus Christ, Claire. Is there anyone around?"

"Just Beth and Lizzie."

"Aren't you afraid they'll know what you are doing?"

"Beth does the same thing. I'm not sure about Lizzie."

"Oh, my God, Claire."

"Hold on ... I'm going to cum."

I heard a little moan in the phone and then a quiet gasp.

"Did you get it?"

"Yeah, I got it. Oh, fuck. That was intense."

"What about Beth and Lizzie?"

"I think Beth knew what I was doing and was doing herself right along with me."

"How can you tell?"

"She stared at me all through it, then got a slight dazed look and tensed up."

"What's she doing now?"

"She gave me a sly smile and went back to working on her computer."

"Damn! I want to work where you work!"

"Wouldn't do you any good."

"I guess we won't know. See you tonight."

The fucking cunt had me all worked up and I had no where to go to do anything about it. I looked up to see the fork lift driver looking at me.

"You all right, Sir?"

"Sure fine. My wife called. I got a little distracted."

"You had a look on you face like you were calling 1-800-fuck-me."

Fork lift drivers are like that. Women are the worst. These harass me all the time. They get a kick at my reactions.

"Hey!" She called to me. Then moved her fist up at down at her crotch in a jacking off motion. Then she drove away to pick up another pallet, laughing loud and hysterically. I wondered who fucks a hundred-eighty pound fork lift driver. It must be a hell of a ride.

Later at home for dinner Claire was all bubbly.

"What do you think of your wife being a bad girl at work today?"

"It's been hard not to think about it."

"You mean it was hard while you that about it?"

"Yes, that, too."

I expected her to want some kind of action, but apparently her fingers on her clit at work had help settle things down. Ralph showed up as I was helping with dishes. We excused ourselves to the den and the game on TV. Unlike before Claire came into the den shortly after, leaving the kids to play together. Claire sat down beside Ralph.

"How were things at work, Ralph?"

"Pretty good. Thought about you a lot."

"Did you solve your money problems?"

Claire was hinting about getting paid, hopefully five hundred dollars, to let him fuck her. I was kind of leaning in to it, too. We needed the cash, yet I was hoping his access to the cash had been cut off so he wouldn't be fucking my wife.

"Things were a little tense today. They think one of the equipment installers had gotten to it because it hadn't been locked up."

"So, that gets them away from suspecting you?"

"Mostly. But, now there is a lock on the drawer where the money is kept."

Maybe my wish was coming true. The money so far got us out of a bind. Maybe this would get Ralph out of the picture.

"Then you didn't get any money?" I asked trying not to sound gleeful.

"No, not today."

Perfect! That was my thought until Claire's voice lilted in the room.

"I'm sure it will work out. Right now I need some of that big cock of yours."

Wait! What? Shit! Oh, no! Huh? No way! What the fuck? All that went through my brain like fire and cold steel. Claire raised her dress above her waist exposing the fact she wasn't wearing panties. She scooted her ass to the edge of the couch and spread her thighs for Ralph.

Ralph kicked off his pants and underwear, leaving his shirt on, her positioned himself so his cock pointed at her damp married cunt. Claire's face lit up as Ralph's cock was at full staff. He moved forward on his knees and pushed the head into her willing slit. Then he started to pump into her. It was ten seconds to slip it in and then they were off and fucking. They were both hot for each other as the whole thing lasted less than five minutes before his balls & his ass checks tightened while he filled her with cum.

Claire let him hold it in her for a couple of minutes as they caught their breath. Then she got up to tend to the kids.

"I've been waiting for that. That's what I needed. I'll be back for the long version after I put the kids to bed."

I was thinking what a whore she was when I realized there was not a mention of money. This was the whole reason for her fucking Ralph and he just got a freebie, plus an order for the full treatment in about a half hour. When the kids were put to bed she came back into the room and spoke to me.

"Come help me tell the kids goodnight."

That was different. I thought she'd try to fuck Ralph again when she sent me of to tuck them in. Instead she stood in the doorway until I was finished, then led me into the kitchen.

"What are we going to do?" Claire started the conversation.

"It looks like you are already doing it."

Claire raised her dress to show me Ralph's cum leaking from her just fucked twat.

"I mean what are we going to do about the money? Did he mention anything to you?"

"No, you came in and spread your legs before I got a chance to bring it up."

"I need his big cock in me. Get over it. What if he can't pay? I don't want to give up fucking him. Yet, I don't want him screwing me without giving us enough to help cover the bills."

"He should chip in. He's fucking you more than I am. We need to go in there and talk to him about it."

"Wait until I fuck him again. I need his cock in me more than just five minutes. It's been a week. I still want more."

"Okay, but before he leaves we need to settle this."

"I hope so. I can't give up on his big cock and how his cum feels in me."

"God, Claire. You sound like a cock-crazed whore."

"Just watch me when we go back in there."

Ralph had stayed on the couch with his cock exposed and almost hard again. When Claire and I stepped in he took off his shirt while Claire whipped her dress up over her head and then unhooked her bra. After a pause for effect she lowered the cups off her tits and tossed her bra at me. Claire went for his cock and was soon taking it down her throat like the whore she had become.

"I can't do this. I have to have you fuck me. Sit up on the couch."

Ralph obliged with Claire straddling his thighs she lowered herself all the way down on one smooth stroke. I had the full on view of his cock disappearing into and out of her cunt. They made it last. I could see my wife cum several times, always know when to stop as to not let Ralph get off. Finally it made no difference as Claire got vocal.

"Oh god, yes fuck me with that big cock. Make me cum. Spray your seed deep up in me. Oh, fuck. I'm cumming."

It was pretty much like that. I saw Ralph lunge up into her and then both of them relax. His cock stayed in her until it softened enough to slip out on its own. A nice glob of his cum followed the head of his prick out of her. Some ran out onto his thigh and onto the leather couch. After a brief make out session Claire got up to sit beside me. I started the conversation with my friend.

"Ralph. You seemed to have a good time. As you know this all started because of your comments and offer of cash, first to see my wife naked. Then after some consideration we agreed to another amount from you to get to fuck her. This happened because we fell behind on some bills and the money from you helped us catch up a little. Finally you offered five hundred to fuck her again, ending up spending the entire weekend. Now you just came over and you two fucked each other twice. It all comes down to if you want to still fuck Claire, and I think Claire agrees, you need to come forth with the cash."

"Sorry about the hiccup in the plans, both of you, really sorry. I'm pretty sure I can get more money to you. How much money are you talking about to keep current on your bills?"

"We're looking at twelve hundred a month to get us where we need to be."

"Then we need to agree on an amount to pay Claire each occasion we have sex."

This was when my little bride surprised me when she blurted out her response before I could negotiate further.

"If you can get us twelve hundred a month you can fuck me whenever or as often as you want!"

I looked at Claire, Ralph was looking at me, then looked at Claire. Claire looked at me, then back at Ralph.

"God Damn, Sweetheart. He'll be fucking you all the time."

"Oh, I don't mind. I love his cock. I need him in me."

I dropped my head to my chest. Instead of it being over it was going to be going on every fucking day. I was crushed. Instead of a Mormon with multiple wives, my wife was going to have multiple husbands. Me and another woman's husband. Then Ralph spoke.

"Listen, Buddy. I didn't know you had the money problems. I'll get you the money. I'll intercept some before it gets to the cash box, and I'm sure I'll get a key, even if I sneak a duplicate. It may be some here and some there, but I'll get you the money. I love fucking your sweet woman's little cunt."

Ralph dressed and left. Claire and I showered together. I got her back and she got mine. Then we worked on fronts for a while. I took her to bed and fucked her. It was a little different that the night before when Ralph hadn't been at her for a week. The tightness was gone, but a slippery softness engulfed my pecker and it felt good to cum in her and add my seed to was that was still in her from him.

The rest of the week went like Monday. She'd get him to fuck her before putting the kids to bed, except we didn't go together after that. I'd usually get back to the den and find his cock down her throat before she'd fuck him again. A couple of time they started without me. I did the follow up shower and get my sloppy seconds when we went to bed.

We went the whole week and didn't see any money from Ralph. After he left Friday night I questioned her.

"Did he give you any money at all?"

"No, I thought he might have given some to you."

"Well, we need to put a stop to this." I demanded.

"It's not hurting anything if he doesn't pay. I don't want to give up fucking him. Don't you say anything to him."

So, she technically wasn't a whore any more. Now she was just a slut. That flashing red "whore" light in my brain was now a flashing red slut light. I still fucked her twice over the weekend and she did the deepthroat before church Sunday morning. I was getting more pussy than ever, but remained unhappy with Claire's wanton desire to share herself.

Claire didn't mention if she frigged herself at work Monday and I didn't ask. It wouldn't have been about me anyway. Monday Ralph was right back between her legs again for the quick fuck before the kiddies' bedtime again. Not that I should blame him. Claire had her dress up and cunt exposed while Ralph was still unbuckling his belt.

"Oh, shit! Bang me with that big thing. I've gone all weekend without it inside me. Fuck me hard. Make me cum. Blast you seed deep inside me!

For the next few minutes he pumped into her hard while she grabbed his ass trying to get him deeper inside her. The word fuck kept gurgling from her throat until Ralph stroked hard into her cunt, then shoved it deep in her while he unloaded his weekend of sperm into my wife. They laid together for a few minutes until Claire excused herself to go get the kids into their PJ's for bed. She lingered where he lay on my couch and pulled her hand along his cock.

"God, how I missed that thing!"

Claire left the room while looking back at Ralph and his exposed cock. A half hour later she was back. They actually kept their hands off each other for a while as she watched the game with us. Ralph had pulled his pants back up, but Claire was naked from the waist down and had only a tight T-shirt on I hadn't seen her wear since high school.

I watched my wife's absentminded fingering of her clit as the game went on into the later innings. It looked like she was about to get herself off.

"This game is pretty boring. Let's go into the bedroom. I need to be properly fucked."

Claire jumped up and Ralph followed right behind her. She turned back to me.

"Are you coming?"

"In a few minutes. You go ahead."

"Okay, it was your rule. You had to be in the room. I'm not waiting for you to dawdle behind."

I watched them turn up the hall to our bedroom. She'd fucked Ralph in there before, but that was the big weekend. They hadn't been in there since that time and I really didn't want them fucking in our bed again. Yet, again I had waited a few minutes thinking it over and by then she would most surely have Ralph between her thighs and buried in her cunt.

It was awkward going in the room. I was right. Ralph's ass was already in the air as he pumped his eight inches deep into her. In the den, first of all, it wasn't fucking in my bed, but I had the game to watch as well as watching my wife get fucked. You know, there was something else to do other than see them going on like rabbits. After a few minutes I sat in the chair. It was near enough to the end of the bed that I could see his prick work in and out of her wet snatch. Probably after fifteen minutes Ralph slowed it down a little. Claire looked over to see me looking at them.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 03



"Oh, you did finally decide to show up. Fucking in bed is so much better than on that damned leather couch in the den. When he shoves in me my ass doesn't try to slide away from his thrust."

I didn't answer. I didn't know what to do. Turning on the TV to watch the rest of the game didn't seem right if I could go into the den, leaving them alone while I watched on the big screen. I watched him fuck her while her kids slept in the next room. The "WHORE" light was flashing so brightly in my head it was almost blinding. 

I wanted to scream out, "Where the fuck is my money?" And, "God Damn it, stop fucking my wife."

Instead I saw a book on the dresser I had barely started and never picked up again. So, I picked it up and started to read. How fucking lame was that? Then Claire got loud.

"Oh, my God, yes! Shove that big motherfucking thing in me. Cum in me. Please, Cum in me. Knock me up with you fucking seed."

I jerked my head up. Ralph gave her a startled look and then look over to me. All of a sudden he shuddered as his cock did empty his seed into her.

Ralph had cleaned up and scooted on home. Claire stayed silent in the bed. She rolled slightly on her side so her back was to me.

"What the fuck was that?" I demanded.

"What was what?"

"You told Ralph to knock you up with his seed."

"Oh, that. That was just spur of the moment. I barely remember saying it."

"You sure scared the shit out of both me and Ralph. You are still on the pill aren't you?"

"Oh, yes. I guess it was feeling so good my mind was wanting him to impregnate me. You know, know what it's like to have a big cock breed me."

"That's a pretty awful thing to say. What the fuck were you thinking?"

"I just told you. I was wondering what it would be like to have a baby with him."

"Why would you be thinking like that?"

"I've thought about what if he got me pregnant several times before this. I guess this makes me a bad wife."

I just looked at her. What else was their to say. Our marriage was on a path to disaster. Ralph was back the next night. Claire stayed out of the den before putting the kids to bed. Ralph and I talked.

"Claire really rattled my cage last night when she begged me to knock her up. She is on the pill, isn't she?"

"She assured me she is. I wonder if I should be counting them."

"I'm not sure I trust her and she's not my wife. Fucking her is one thing, but having my baby would be way out of line."

"How do you think I feel? I'm not very keen on her fucking you like she has been anyway. I thought it might be once in a while. This is beginning to be more than I can handle."

We settled back to watching the game. Both lost in our own thoughts when Claire came in to join us. That being my cue to tell the kids goodnight I left them alone in the den. I didn't hustle back to the den as fast as I had in the past as I knew what I would see when I rejoined them.

Fully expecting them to be hard into Ralph fucking her I was surprised to find Claire still dressed beside him on the couch. She did have him unzipped and was jerking him off with one hand. His eight inches was standing proudly while she worked her hand up and down on the shaft. It wasn't lost on me that she was using the hand with her wedding rings, the gold underside touching his cock while the jewels were reflecting the light as she worked the length of it.

They seemed content to carry on with my wife slowly jacking Ralph off and him playing with her nipples when Claire went the whole deep throat on him. After taking him all the way down she bounced up allowing about an inch out from her lips each time before she would push down all the way on him. When it seemed she had to get a breath she came all the way off. Standing up she offered her hand, the one with the rings, to him.

"Come on. Let's go to the bed where we can get more comfortable."

I didn't get up from the couch.

"Are you coming or should we start without you?"

"The least you could do if you want to fuck in a bed would be to use the one in the guest room."

"Well, you may like the idea, but I'm not changing two sets of sheets. When you start doing the laundry I'll fuck where you want me to fuck. Right now I'm going to fuck Ralph in our bed. Get over it. It's sure not the first time he's had me in there." 

I really think the fucking cunt was expecting me to offer to change the sheets and do the laundry to keep them from screwing in our bed. I wasn't giving her any more control. My brain was screaming slut as the "Slut/Whore" light flashed in my head. With no particular reason, except to watch my wife take his cock, I followed them into our bedroom.

The two of them stripped naked and got on the bed. Claire's hand went back to his cock. She lifted one leg over his head so as to settle her wet pussy over his face. He accommodated her by extending his tongue to lick her slit. Since he was the last to fuck her and it had been a day there probably wasn't too much of his stuff still in her. Being as wet as she was it would have been a small proportion of their juices in her anyway. Soon he was full face in her gooey gash and she had his cock down her throat to the base.

The whole fact of the situation was that Claire was getting her pussy eaten. And, Ralph was doing a damned good job of it from noises coming from my wife. Then I got an idea. I left the room to get my camera and took a shot of her with Ralph buried to the root in her throat. The second picture was even better at it caught the look on her face as she tried to get him out of her mouth to yell at me.

"You had better delete that. I'm not having a picture of me sucking cock on the internet!"

I looked at the pictures on the camera screen. Thank God for digital cameras.

"Hey! What if you died tomorrow and I didn't have a good picture of you to remember you by." I taunted.

"Well, quit it and delete that right now." Claire threatened.

"Tell you what. I've got nothing to do. I'll take some more and then delete them when you guys are done. How about that?"

"You'll show me the camera so I can be sure they are all deleted when you are done."

I took some more. I got Ralph with his tongue, then his face in her pussy. There were several of Claire sucking his cock and taking him deepthroat. Then I sat the camera in plain sight and excused myself to get a beer. On the way to the kitchen I passed by the computer where I had an old SD card we hadn't use for a while. I pocketed it and returned to the room. I didn't take any more photos until then got untangled from each other to fuck.

Things changed a little. Instead of going right after Ralph to fuck him Claire dropped to her knees right in front of me. Without saying a word I undid my belt and let my pants drop to the floor. I pulled down my underwear. Claire started to suck my cock. She used both hands to pull me to her as she started me down her throat.

Ralph had set on the bed. It was the first time we had been together where she had done anything with me. He watched silently as Claire bottomed out on my prick. I wasn't there for a marathon. When I felt my balls tighten I didn't give a warning. I shot my load in her belly. Claire could tell she had made me cum. Back on her feet she tried to kiss me as my cock still poked between us.

"What's the matter? Don't you kiss your wife any more?" She pouted as she turned to lay on the bed.

I didn't answer. Ralph was quiet.

"Well, kiss or not. I love you."

Then she was on her back with her legs spread for Ralph to crawl between them. I got a picture of his cock as the head disappeared into Claire's cunt. I moved around like a pro taking more photos. A couple of times I even ask them to move to a position for for a better angle. After about a hundred images Ralph finally unloaded his sperm into her. She went all crazy like the night before encouraging him to make her pregnant.

The last of my photos were of him pulling his cock out and the residual seed leaking from Claire's gaping hole.

"Here, let me get you a washcloth so you can catch that before it hits the sheets." I pointed at her messy cunt.

"How sweet of you." Claire mocked my offer.

Stepping into the bathroom with camera still in hand I switched the SD cards before wetting the washcloth. I tossed it to her and waved the camera in the air.

"Did you decide we should keep these pictures? Maybe look at them later?"

"No, you get them off there right now!" Claire was adamant.

"Okay, your loss. Don't come complaining to me later."

I pushed the buttons on the back that would have deleted all the shots had it not been the blank SD card I had just switched. Claire gave me a suspicious look.

"I'm not sure we should trust you with that. Let me see the camera."

Claire looked at the screen and tried to scroll through any pictures that might have been there. Satisfied the pictures had been deleted she left the camera lay on the bed. Ralph was getting dressed to leave. We both went to the door with him. Claire gave him a make out kiss goodbye. We checked on the kids and went into our bedroom. The sheets were all sweaty and smelled of sex. I made Claire switch sides with me even though she didn't like sleeping closest to the door, nor did she want to change the bed linens.

"He didn't say anything to me about the money." I tried to sound matter of fact even though it was eating at me.

"I just thought he'd talk to you. You didn't mention it?"

"You told me not to say anything because you were too busy wriggling around under his cock to worry about it."

"Well, don't say something to screw it up. I want his cock as often as I can get it. If he doesn't pay, he doesn't pay. No harm done."

I could sense an argument coming on. I almost called her a fucking whore. The next day the whole problem was solved. As soon as Ralph came in our door he handed me twelve hundred dollars in cash.

"Sorry about the delay and thanks for letting me fuck Claire in the mean time. I appreciate it and imagine you were starting to get upset with me."

"It did cause some friction and hard feelings."

"I figured out how to get into the money now. When I get outside money during the month I'll give it to you right away, then settle up the balance from the company under counter stash at the end of the month."

We started a new pattern with Ralph and I watching the game in the Den, then Claire coming in after getting the kids ready for bed. Claire would get his dick out and pump it in her hand showing the ring finger for a while before going down on his cock. Soon after that she'd lead him into our bed where they would sixty-nine each other until Claire had cum a couple of times. Then before they fucked I'd get my blowjob. Most times she would get me to cum in her mouth, show it to me, then swallow. I don't know how Ralph could stand it. Watching them kissing later made me gag.

They weren't as determined to make it last forever now that they knew the would be at each other every night of the week. They still fucked more than any married couple I could think of. Claire got into the goodnight kiss and ended up with his cock in her mouth. This was something new as they were just inside the front door while he bottomed out that big cock in my wife's throat. She made him cum and sent him on home before she decided to fuck him again.

Claire and I went to the kitchen to get a drink. Claire sat her bare ass down on the barstool while I poured us some lemonade. We sat there drinking in silence.

"Ralph paid the money tonight?"

"He did? All of it?"

"Yes, twelve hundred in cash."

"Give it to me. It's my money, your know,"

"I know, Claire. God help us if someone got part of your whore money."

"Hey, I've bought stuff for the kids, and this on groceries and stuff is going to catch the mortgage up."

I handed her over the cash. She put her arms around my shoulders and tried to kiss me."

"Okay, I understand you not wanting to kiss me after I took Ralph's cock in my mouth. Let's go fuck to celebrate getting paid."

There wasn't any reason to turn that down. I fucked her. It was good. Slippery and warm as I poked in and out of what was left of the load Ralph left in her. I made it last a half hour. An unheard of time for me in my past. It was just good fucking pussy. I built up enough after the blow job to add a nice amount to the seed swimming around towards her womb. Where there had better be a pill protecting any fertile egg. Claire was content to roll over on her side and go to sleep.

It was the weekend before I got a chance to look at the pictures. I didn't get a chance at home and I wasn't about to risk putting them on my work computer. When I popped the SD Card into the reader I was amazed at the quality of what I had taken. Everything was so crisp and clear. The images revealed every detail of Claire and Ralph's fucking. It was better than any porn flick, and I knew the characters. I had my hand on my hard cock when I heard Claire's feet padding down the hall. I hurriedly hid the SD Card and reader. Almost getting caught cured my hardon.

"There you are!" 

Claire had been cheerful all day. We both had been cheerful since Ralph paid up. Claire was getting the big cock and I was getting the bills paid.

"Just thought I'd check the bank account online." I lied.

"The kids are napping. Want to go in the bedroom?"

After seeing the action in the photos I was ready for anything. Claire's pussy felt pretty nasty as I pounded into her. Sort of like you'd expect a whore to feel after handling a few customers. I loved the gooey feel on my cock. There was still plenty of residue from last night's action. She wasn't my wife any more as I fucked her. She was some slut whose husband couldn't give her enough cock and I was just someone to quench her need for more sperm in her. I made her cum several times as I called her a nasty cum dump in my mind. When she felt me pump faster to add my cum to her already frothy cunt she came hard with me.

As we lay exhausted on the bed, me still between her legs, I felt her fluids run down my balls. For the first time I thought of what it must be like to fuck someone else. This certainly wasn't the Claire I married. I rolled off and laid besides her thinking about her Mom's bare tit and even about Suzy, my fork lift driving antagonist at work. Maybe fucking such a raunchy bitch wouldn't be so bad. Could it be much different than fucking the whore I was lying next to in my own bed?

Thought about the pictures again. I wondered what her parents would say if they somehow managed to get copies.

Claire wanted to fuck again that night, Sunday morning, and again Sunday night. I showed her I could keep up. After all, fucking is why God put whores on Earth. By Sunday night we both agreed she needed a good cleaning out before returning to work on Monday morning.

I had a dream that night that I fucked Suzy at work. I had her stripped naked and bent over the forklift. In the dream she shrieked every time I plunged into her. I was trying to keep her quiet so the others wouldn't know I was fucking her even though in my dreams everyone else kept walking past us with Suzy pinned naked against the back of the forklift.

At work I had trouble shaking my dream from my thoughts. I see Suzy dozens of times each day. Now each time I tried to get and idea of how she really would look naked. She had a bra on under the T-Shirt she was wearing. The bra had to be at least a DD-Cup, maybe extra saggy D-Cups pushed into the bra.

Suzy had a bit of a gut on her. She could easily lose six inches around the waist. She noticed me watching her. She had piercing blue eyes, straight nose, and full lips. Maybe even pretty if she wasn't sitting on a fork lift in a warehouse. I looked back to my clipboard as Suzy drove on past. The pallet she was after was a little crooked causing her to get off the forklift to try to straighten it. With she bent over for a moment I could see that her ass was round, and not really fat. And, tall. Suzy looked to be about five foot ten. Claire would be so tiny compared to her.

When she got the pallet she spun it around and came back past me to load it on the truck. She stopped and looked at me with a very pleasant smile.

I don't know. Claire had me all screwed over. With the money for the month paid Ralph was going to be there a lot to fuck her. I didn't feel like I had a real marriage any more.

"You looked all fucked up, Boss. Didn't you get any pussy this weekend?"

Suzy wasn't being any different today than any day. She like to talk shit. Like I said, I was in a mood.

"No, I was saving myself. I was hoping I'd get some here at work."

She stopped to write something on the back of a slip of paper, then handed it to me.

"That's where I live. I go home for lunch. It's only 3 blocks away. You could look it up in the personnel files, but that will save you some time."

We looked at each other while Suzy gave me this bullshit grin. She wasn't afraid to put shit out there. I looked at the address, folded the note, and put it in my pocket. I gave her an equally bullshit grin in return.

"Just give me a head start. I don't want anyone seeing us leaving together." She tilted her head and gave me a wink.

It was a matter of who was putting who on. If it played through and she was just fucking with me I could say I was calling her bluff. I had an hour and a half to think about it and decide if that was what I wanted to do. I was kind of leaning towards going. Then we got busy. Suzy came by me several times, each time giving me an evil grin. Before I knew it she had parked the forklift and was calling over to me.

"Goin' to lunch, Boss. See ya later!"

Damn! The morning had gone fast. I thought of all the bad things that could come of this. Then I thought of Claire and Ralph fucking in my bed and the photos I had as proof if the shit hit the fan. I pushed the chair under my desk and walked out the door. Hopefully everyone would think I was out to get another cheeseburger and fries at a fast food joint. I took the paper from my pocket and set the address in my head.

Apartment D was on the ground floor on the corner. I noted that the entry was hidden from the street by some trees. Not until I raised my hand to knock on the door did I give what I was doing any second thought. Then I tapped lightly three times with my knuckles. Suzy leaned sideways as she opened the door.

"Oh, my God! You actually came." She halted and looked me up and down.

"What? Was I supposed to bring flowers?"

"No, I always take off my pants when I come home from lunch. I'm in my shirt and panties." She explained.

"Oh, I don't mind."

"I'll bet you don't! Come in."

The company T-Shirt hit right above where her ass fit in her panties. It looked even better that when I checked it out at work.

"I was microwaving a chicken patty for a sandwich. I made you one."

She made two sandwiches on plates and slid one towards me. I sat down at her two person dinette. She sat across from me and gave me a look of total bewilderment.

"I can't believe that you're here. I mean I've had a crush on you since I started the job. Aw, fuck. I can't believe I just told you that." 

She blushed deep red. I had never seen a time she was bold and self-assured.

"I'm sorry I hadn't noticed you more. You embarrass the shit out of me sometimes."

We ate a couple of bites while watching each other closely.

"Say, put another chicken patty in the microwave. I know you didn't fix one for me and you'll be hungry before work is over."

"Okay, but I'm not going to be the one without pants. Let me put mine back on first."

"Or, I could take mine off." I stared right at her. Now was the time to show she wasn't all mouth.

"Double Dog Dare Ya!"

Her pants were crotch up over an upholstered chair. I put mine over them crotch down. I gave her a defiant stare. She moved over to me, picked the bottoms of her pants legs and put them up around the knees on mine. I pulled her to me. We looked at each other as her big tits crushed against my chest and she held her head back to look at me. I began kissing her gently. She kissed me back. Then the fucking beeper on the microwave went off.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 03



Suzy looked at it. "That can wait a few minutes."

We looked at each other again, then collided in a passionate kiss. The kiss was so different from Claire. I barely lowered my face to kiss Suzy and her boobs hit my chest rather than down on my stomach. My hands played around her ass and into her panties. The flesh felt smooth and slightly spongy. Not like Claire's fairly tight and much smaller cheeks. 

Suzy's arms were around my neck pulling our lips tightly together. Tits were everywhere, yet I didn't want to let go of her ass to play with them. Reluctantly I moved my hands up under the back of her T-Shirt to unhook her bra. Then the hook came loose. Her poking nipples slid a couple of inches down my chest. Not as much as I would expect them to go.

She broke the kiss and looked wildly at me.

"Are we seriously fucking going to do this?"

"If you fucking seriously will let me to this." I replied.

"Jesus Christ!"

Suzy started to kiss me again, then moved away to pull the T-shirt over her head. Her big tits pushed the bra out of the way and onto the floor. She grabbed at her panties and stepped out of them. I tossed my remaining clothes on the chair with our pants. Suzy looked at my cock with great interest. I looked her over. You really didn't notice the little pudginess at her waist when those big tits moved around. With their spiked pink nipples she looked like a porn cartoon of a big chested girl.

Her apartment was a studio apartment with everything but the bath in one big room. Her bed was in the corner, surprisingly neatly made. Suzy laid back on the bed with her legs open and cunt exposed. Her arms framed her tits to hold them up on her chest. I was right there at the foot of the bed.

"You are going to fuck me, aren't you?"

"Oh, God, yes!"

I moved between her legs to aim my cock at what was a tiny pussy for such a large girl. Her pussy hair was light and blonde.

"Damn, you really are a natural blonde." I teased.

"Uh huh, you'll be fucking the real thing. Do dye job here. Put it in me."

"I don't have a condom or anything."

"My mom put me on birth control pills years ago to regulate my period. I only have one three or four times per year. And, I don't think either one of us has to worry about an STD."

I pushed the head at the tiny slit. It was nice to have a girl struggle with my size after following up with Claire after Ralph's eight inches. As I forced the head in I could see real fear in Suzy's face.

"Are you okay?" I worried.

"Yes ... fine go ahead."

As I pushed another inch into her pussy she looked as if she was in a panic.

"You really need to tell me what's wrong."

"Shit. Okay. I played basketball in a church league. You know, typical Mormon thing. This boy from another ward I knew was nice and talked me going outside with him. We kissed ... and, well, I ended up letting him fuck me. Or, almost fuck me. He took my cherry and spilled his whole load in me seconds afterwards. I ended up with a messy pussy and worried for weeks that I might be pregnant."

"Suzy, I'm so sorry."

"Well, you're that close to getting a virgin, so enjoy it."

She started to cry. I kissed her nipples and the soft skin around them. She pulled my face up to kiss me. I felt her nudge against my cock. I push back at her. Some more went in. I could feel her relax. We worked against each other until the whole shaft was buried in her. Her tears had dried and a smile was on her lips.

Suzy really picked up the pace and started making strange noises in her throat. She had to be ready to cum if she was ever going to be. Then it hit us both. She let out a shriek as she began to cum. Just like the shriek in my dreams. Only here I didn't care who heard. I flooded her with one of my best loads. I pulled out releasing out juices from her little cunt. She took and handful of tissues and dabbed at her opening.

"Wow, when you cum in a girl, you really let her have it."

She looked at the clock. We've got about ten minutes. I want to sit on your cock and mash my boobs in your face. I was on my back in an instant. Suzy gripped my cock, pointing it at her opening. The wetness felt like Claire, but, of course, a lot tighter. Then I had tits and nipples in my face. More tits and nipples than a guy could ever imagine. I was sucking, licking, and kissing like a mad man. In just minutes Suzy was settling as hard as she could on my groin as she came and I shot another load into her.

"Wow! That makes me wish I hadn't given up on dating."

Suzy kissed me and got up to hit the bathroom.

"You'd better move quick if you are going to get back to work before I do. Wipe your dick on the dish cloth and get out of here."

I was back at work with five minutes to spare. Suzy came in three minutes later and went directly to her forklift. We tried to work the rest of the afternoon without giving each other that "we just fucked each other" look. We were together at the end of shift to go over an order Suzy had just filled.

"I can't believe we did that. I've had cum slipping out of me the whole afternoon."

"How about we do it again tomorrow?"

"Really? Oh, fuck yes. I love you so much! Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud."

"That's okay, Suzy. I love you a little bit, too."

Claire had never been that enthusiastic about anything I had ever done. Except, maybe when I bought the mini-van. For the first time in weeks I felt good about life. Even knowing Ralph would be over to fuck my wife again I didn't care. I wasn't even yet, but, then again, I wasn't done.

When I got home my wife was in the kitchen, thinking of what to prepare for dinner. She gave me a pretty sloppy kiss. I ran my hands over her ass and up to her tits. I tweaked her nipples and sucked on her neck with a kiss without leaving a mark. My mind compared to the two women, my wife the whore, and the young cunt I fucked at lunch.

"Mmmmmm! Want to fuck before dinner?"

Claire was probably worked up from thinking about getting Ralph's cock in her again. I had thought I had cleaned myself up pretty good at work. Yet, you never no what little clue a woman can pick up on.

"How about I suck your cunt instead?"

I don't know why I said that. I'd fucked her several times all weekend and she'd showered since I blew a load in her the night before. Ralph hadn't fucked her since Friday night.

"Suck my cunt? Really? You are going to eat my pussy?"

"Sure, why not." 

I pushed her towards the bedroom. The kids were playing with toys and watching TV in the family room. Claire let out a little giggle as she spread her legs for me on the bed. It looked a little damp. It always did now. She's always opened up now about the size of a quarter from all the pounding from Ralph's large prick. Or, I should say it never closed up. I remembered how gamey it smelled after three nights of sex, but she had rinsed herself out pretty good to go to work.

And, it smelled like Claire. I always liked the way Claire smelled. Sort of a Woodsy-Pussy smell when she was clean. I used my face to spread her labia and pushed right in, getting my tongue as far up in her as I could right away. Then I pulled back and sucked along each side of her slit, then stopping to suck her clit in my mouth and bite down probably harder than I should.

Claire exploded. I thought she was reacting from me biting to hard on her clit. Instead she was cumming. Her hands grabbed my hair to force me deeper and her legs came up to wrap around my shoulders. All of her juices flooding my mouth caused a gurgling sound that made me think I was taking my last breath. Once Claire let go of my hair and unlocked her legs I went to wash my face. As Claire stood up her skirt dropped and her knees buckled. I laughed as she ended up on the floor with her knees apart and her gash exposed.

"Oh, Shit!" I heard her gasp.

Claire kept looking at me funny the rest of the evening, during dinner, the dishes, and Ralph showing up with a boner in his pants. She left us alone until after the kids were in bed as had been the pattern. But, even though she hadn't had Ralph since Friday she came over and sat at my feet. At the next commercial in the ball game she turned around, moved my legs apart, and unzipped my pants. She unbuckled my belt. I lifted my ass off the couch so she could get my pants off me.

Ralph watched with his mouth open as she began giving me a slow blow job. Not so much taking me deep at first as she spent much time running her tongue around on my cock in her mouth and licking the shaft. Even though she barely knew Suzy I wondered if she had any idea that I had my cock in Suzy's cunt twice at lunch time. Was she tasting something, or thinking she was tasting something as she continued to baste the whole length with her tongue?

I kept looking over at Ralph and thinking the look on his face must be the same one I'd have when Claire was doing him. The pace changed after what must have been twenty minutes when my little bride started taking me down her throat. I was thinking of handling Suzy's big tits when Claire bottomed out on my cock. While I was thinking of spraying my cum on Suzy's boobs Claire felt me pulse and pulled up so I would shoot my cum in her mouth. She showed it before swallowing, then stood up to lead Ralph to our marriage bed.

"Are you coming tonight?"

"No, I think I'll watch the game here in the den. You two go ahead."

"Suit yourself."

After giving Ralph time to start fucking my wife I took out the slip of paper with Suzy's info on it. There was a phone number. I dialed on my cell phone.

"Hello, Suzy?"

"Who is this?"

"I was your lunch date."

"Oh, I never expected you'd call."

"Surprise!"

"I know!"

"I just wanted to say thank you for today and that I'll see you tomorrow."

"Should I feel guilty about your wife?"

"Right now she's in our bedroom with the neighbor's cock up her cunt."

"Oh! Oh, my God! ... Ummm, see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow ... " I pushed the hang up button on the phone and leaned back to watch the ball game.



A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 04



In Chapters one, two, and three my wife took cash from neighbor Ralph for him to see her naked, more cash to let him fuck her, and then finally into a routine of fucking on a regular basis. Towards the end of chapter three I found some comfort in an unusual young lady named Suzy from work.

You can start from here or be well advised to go to Chapter 1 to see how it all begins.

*****

My friend Ralph had been fucking my wife Claire a lot. This particular night I hung back to watch the game rather that follow them to the bedroom to watch them try to hump each other to death.

I hadn't realized how much it might take away from them I wasn't there to see her get fucked. I was going in to watch them finish, but they came back in the den before the game was over.

"How was it? Sorry I didn't get in there for the grand finale."

"What the fuck was that all about?" My wife Claire was pissed and almost spitting venom.

"What the fuck was what about?"

I wasn't upset at all if something hadn't gone right for them. Ralph looked a little stone faced.

"You made the rule when this started that I couldn't let Ralph fuck me unless you were in the room." Claire continued complaining.

"Ralph's buried his cock in you and dumped a load in your cunt probably fifty times. You can only do that so many ways. Besides I trust you. I wouldn't care if you met somewhere else or even go on a date for that matter. Maybe fuck in the back of bar or a dark restaurant. Why should have to be in the room to watch?"

"Are you trying to fuck with us? It's not the same if you aren't watching."

"You mean you get off on knowing I'm watching you cheat on me?" I mocked.

"I guess that's it. Even Ralph says it's not the same if you aren't there to watch him pump his cock in and out of me, then see me get up with his cum running out of my pussy."

"Sounds like you two are a couple of exhibitionists. I suppose I can sit in if it means that much to you."

Hell, the guy was helping us out with twelve hundred a month in exchange for getting to fuck my wife, maybe sitting in would be the least I could do. I had kind of lost the attraction, not just the sight of him fucking her, but my attraction to my wife herself. Sure, we needed the money and it sure solved the financial problem. Except now she was still my wife and I no longer felt jealous.

Claire got on her knees and her elbows on the loveseat. Ralph moved in behind and poked his cock into Claire. I watched Ralph pound into her while she got vocal. Okay, maybe that part was pretty interesting. Then my wife brought the drama into it again.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God, yes! Screw my fucking cunt. Cum in me again. Shoot you seed deep in me. Put a baby in me. Put your fucking baby in me!"

Ralph didn't seem to mind trying to put a baby in her. It bothered him before, but now he really fucked her hard and fast until his cum blasted up inside her. Ralph kept fucking her long after I could tell he had cum in her. When Ralph got off she stayed on her knees with her gaping fuck hole glaring right at me. Cum bubbled out, running down both thighs. Claire stood up, rubbing her hands over her belly as if she was several months pregnant.

"That mother-fucker's seed went so deep in me." Claire glared at me as she almost spit the words at my face.

"Looks like some of it is coming out already." I pointed at the mess leaving her slit.

"That's because there was so fucking much." She bragged.

True enough. Where it was starting to run down her thighs before, a stream puddled and ran down to her knee.

"Oh, God." She squealed.

Ralph and I watched her cute little ass jiggle as she ran for the bathroom with her knees together trying to keep it off the carpet.

"You know. We did talk about me knocking her up."

"I think you are okay. She's on the pill."

"No, I mean we really talked about me knocking her up. For her to stop taking the pill. I'd like to see her pregnant, carrying my kid. She'd like me to tag her with my child, too."

"That ain't going to happen."

"We're not talking about getting married or being together. You'd raise it with your kids like it was your own. I'd pay all the bills. No one would have to know."

Claire came back in the room. Still naked, but no longer leaking his cum.

"You two look serious." She looked worried.

It was my turn to speak.

"Ralph was telling me your fantasy about having his baby is not just a fantasy."

"Well, I really wonder what it would be like."

"I can't really tell you what it would be like because it's not going to happen."

"What makes you so certain?" I couldn't believe she was challenging me.

"Let's face some facts. If you get pregnant there will be a paternity test. If it's his kid those photos you think I deleted go to your parents and his wife as well as before the judge. And, Claire, as a mother, I think you have enough kids. Being pregnant again would just interrupt your fun times with your fuck buddies. So rather than me worry about you taking birth control you need to make an appointment to get your tubes tied."

"That's bullshit!" Claire was screaming in my face."

"I can't have you tell my wife." Ralph was in a panic.

"So, this needs to remain civil. Claire, tomorrow you make an appoint with a doctor ASAP. Then I won't have to worry about any sneaky pregnancy plans when you fuck someone behind my back."

"Oh, when I fuck somebody you're sure as shit are going to know about it, and it won't be just a time or two!" Claire was almost screaming at me again.

"When I started fucking you I didn't expect you to be fucking other guys, too." Ralph had gotten in on it.

"Ralph! You've got a wife and I've got a husband. Where in the hell do you get off telling me who I can and cannot fuck?"

"Fuck you, Claire!"

"And, fuck you, Ralph."

Oh, a little lover's spat could work in my favor. Ralph put his clothes on and headed for the door.

"Ralph you're going be paying the twelve hundred a month whether you are fucking her or not. Otherwise, your wife Laura gets to see how well I work a camera." I called after him.

"You, son of a bitch. Fuck you, too."

"Just don't test me, Buddy."

As it turned out Ralph didn't show up for the rest of the week.

Claire showered after he left and watched TV with me. She had dressed in a T-shirt and sleep shorts. Not a word was said between us until we went to bed and she surprised me when she asked me to fuck her. Being second in line didn't bother me at all. I liked her sloppy seconds with her loose pussy and sticky insides. She got pretty wild as I made her wait so she would cum hard. Claire acted like she wanted to be my wife again as she cuddled up naked to me and fell asleep.

I couldn't wait to get to work the next morning. I was ready to go early which turned out to be a mistake, or so I thought.

"You sure are getting an early start. I'm a little late. I needed to shower again. Could you drop the kids off with Mom?"

Shit! The best laid plans, as they say. I don't think I'd ever been to her parents' house in the morning, but it was on the way to work. I parked in front of their garage door, knocked and went on in with the kids. I surprised her Mom as she was in her nightgown.

"Oh, snap. I wish I knew you were coming instead of your wife. I could have at least combed my hair a little better and put on a dress."

"You look fine to me. It's a refreshing insight."

It was probably a combination of a lot of things that made me feel bold with her. I had seen her tit with her seeming to warm to the occasion. I did have fuck photos of her daughter and Ralph. And, there was the fact that I had just fucked Suzy the day before. Things were lining up for me.

I reached down to pick up Jason. In a scene reminiscent of me seeing her tit I handed him to her. During the transfer I moved the back of my hand against that nice tit I'd had the glimpse of on that Sunday. She reached to take her grandson from me. As she took him I turned my hand around and put it on her tit with my palm over her nipple. There was maybe a five second pause as we looked at each other before I gave it a soft squeeze.

"Are you alright, Emma?" I spoke quietly.

"Ummm, yes. Let me put Jacob down."

I watched my son scoot off to wherever his sister had gone deeper into the house. My mother turned to watch him go out of sight. I started to put my hand back on her tit. Emma stopped me.

"I probably shouldn't have let that happen."

"I'm glad it did."

"Aren't you going to be late for work?"

"I could be late for work."

"No, you can't."

"You made me hard." I reasoned.

"So what? You made me wet. Now get to work. You need that job."

She gave me my first ever light kiss from her on my cheek. I left with a whole new regard for mothers. Mine turned out to be kind of playful. My mind was still on how good her tit felt in my hand as I got in my car to drive off to work. Emma stood at her front door and gave me a silly kind of wave goodbye. As I drove to work I told myself out loud that I wouldn't mind fucking her.

But, there was new pussy at hand. Suzy was all perky and wearing a little make up now I guess to impress ... me. She made a few of her sexual remarks with the other girls around before we got the shift started. One of the married gals got the best of her.

"Looked at Suzy all smiles and wearing some makeup. I'll bet she's got somebody fucking her."

It made me blush and Suzy turned red. The fourth girl that had the lesbian crush on her looked hurt. The other married one chimed in.

"Hey, Suzy. If he's got anything left when he's done banging you can you send him over? My old man is falling a bit behind in his manly duties, if you know what I mean. I could use some hard cock."

Suzy gave them both the finger. That got us laughing and took away the tension. It seemed like a long morning until lunch. Suzy left and I gave her a five minute head start.

I walked in one door and out the other at the burger joint in case anyone was watching. Two blocks later I was at Suzy's. I knocked and she told me to come in. She was taking the chicken patties out of the microwave when I entered.

"I hope you don't mind another chicken sandwich."

"No, that's sounds great with such good company."

Suzy made the sandwiches and sat across the table from me. She took one bite and then paused to ask me a question.

"I know you have a wife. Do you have kids?"

"Yes, two. A girl and a boy."

"Was it true? Did she have the neighbor's cock shoved up inside her? Were they fucking with you there?"

"Yes, it's a strange arrangement. We were a bit short on money. He made an offer that helped out. She keeps fucking him. He still helps out, although that's a bit muddied up right now."

"Oh, Gawd, really? I don't think I could do that. I mean fucking some other guy in front of you. I mean if you were my husband I couldn't screw some other guy. Well, you know what I mean." Suzy was stammering at the end.

"It's pretty screwy alright. Then again, it's the reason I ended up here with you."

"I still don't think that's going to make me a fan of fucking some guy while the husband watches."

"What would you like to be a fan of then?"

"I think I could be a fan of my boss from work fucking me at lunch time."

I ate my sandwich while Suzy hurried through the two she had fixed for herself. The last couple of bites turned into a contest to see who could finish first. We stood up from the table at the same time and began to undress. Suzy had her pants off when I got there, so she was naked before I got a good start on my own clothes. 

I stared at Suzy's pussy below her little tummy hang over. I liked the view of her slit with the lips inside the opening making a nice little camel toe of her "innie" pussy. A nice contrast to Claire since all the fucking with our neighbor had made her cunt lips more prominent on the outside. When Suzy's shirt came off I looked up to watch her unhook her bra and free those huge boobs. It was amazing to see as the cups pushed away her tits barely sagged from where they had been. I must have looked awestruck.

"You like what you see?" She teased.

"I like everything I see."

"They're 42 D-Cup. I'll bet you were wondering."

I sucked a nipple in my mouth as she pulled me onto the bed and between her legs. She had my cock in her hand with the head aimed at her slit as I settled my knees in the mattress. It went in with a little bit of resistance.

"I've been thinking of this all morning so you shouldn't have any problem sliding it in me ... Oh, fuck, see what I mean?"

She was wet and slippery. Not in a man-cummily way like Claire. Not sloppy seconds wet like following behind Ralph, just tight and offering no problem for it moving in and out of her. It was snug and warm. Suzy wanted to kiss and we never stopped kissing all the time I was fucking her. Those big jugs would have been a natural distraction as I rode into them. Yet, kissing her was so good and was what we both wanted.

There wasn't any making it last or hurrying it up. We just both started to cum at about the five minute mark. Suzy bounced us all over her bed and I swear my balls tried to crawl up my dick to get themselves inside her pussy. I drenched her insides with one of my best loads ever. I left my cock in her and started working over those tits, even kissing down to her tummy. She giggled and shrieked until I finally softened enough I couldn't help slip out of her.

I rolled off and onto my back to catch my breath. Suzy got on top of me and fed me those magnificent tits. While I kissed from nipple to nipple Suzy had some questions.

"I keep wondering about what you told me about your wife. How many times has she fucked this guy?"

"They do it a lot. I'd say fifty times or more by now."

"And, you really do you watch?"

"Yes, that's kind of part of the deal. It was super hot to start with, but got old pretty fast."

"What all do they do?"

"Well, they fuck. They fuck a lot. He eats her out sometimes, even a couple of times after he's fucked her. She blows him pretty regularly. The up side of that is that she sucks me off, too. She lets me cum in her mouth, but she likes to deepthroat us."

"She takes cock down her throat. I think I'd gag. Is he bigger than you?"

"I couldn't say."

"Really??? How much bigger?"

"Fatter and a couple inches longer. Claire's crazy about it."

"I think I'll stick with what I've got here. No reason for me to be flapping in the breeze down there."

We rested for a few minutes. I got her on her knees. I fucked her from behind while I reached under to play with her tits. We made it a while longer the second time. Suzy really liked my cock in her from behind. I know my load wasn't as big, but the feeling was still there. 

Suzy put her bra and T-shirt back on, leaving her panties off as we sat to talk a few minutes. I had cum in her twice and it was still twenty minutes until we had to be back at work. She sat on a towel with one foot at the edge of her bed opening up her little cunt. Our juices were leaking onto the towel.

"I'm going to sit like this and let it run out."

It was an exciting scene as I sat across from her watching dribbles of my cum run out and make a little puddle on the towel. We talked about silly things until it was time to leave. She kissed me goodbye and sent me back to work as she put on her pants. I noticed she had left off her panties. We went the rest of the day like nothing happened except for the usual patter amongst the six of us.

Claire really wanted to fuck when I got home. I told her I was pretty tired. Better yet, I didn't fuck her for the rest of the week. Suzy and I had ours each lunch hour. I was feeling comfortable at her little place and really comfortable between her legs. Friday night Claire was so worked up I think she would have fucked one of the door knobs.

"What the hell is up with you? When I was fucking Ralph several times a night you still wanted to fuck me after he left. All of a sudden I'm not getting that and you don't seem interested in doing your husbandly duty."

We put the kids down at eight. I led her into the bedroom, shucked off my clothes and sat naked on the side of the bed. I knew that Suzy's pussy was still on my cock. I didn't give a shit if Claire noticed or not. She hurried out of her clothes and hit the floor with her knees at my feet. First thing I knew she took me to the base and jiggled around with my cock down her throat. I had to think about my cock coming out of Suzy with our juices on it. If Claire knew it she didn't say anything and it didn't slow her down any.

I got my wife off my cock and into the bed on her back. She had her legs spread wide and trying to grab me to pull me into her. Here was a woman desperate to be fucked. The quarter sized hole I had been accustomed to seeing due to Ralph's eight inches had almost closed back to be a slit again. As the head of my dick got near her cunt she lunged at me. I punched into her and start fucking her at a pretty good pace.

"That's it fuck me! Fuck me hard. Make me cum on your hard cock. I need you to fuck me. I need to feel you sperm flood into me."

I didn't have any plans to hold back or slow down. I wanted to lose my load in her before she had a chance to get off. About two minutes in she cut loose with an orgasm that almost scared me the way she grabbed my ass and tried to pull me in her. I held through it and kept pounding it in her trying to get myself off. She got her hand between us and was beating the hell out of her clit. Not more than a minute later she had cum again. Seconds after that I felt my seed boil out of my balls and gush into her waiting cunt. I'll be damned if the fucking whore didn't cum again when she felt my sperm go in her.

From there I should have felt like the greatest stud in the world. The question was how did she cum three times in five minutes, and every one of them was earth shaking? It was like fucking the devil. Before in our marriage I think she must have faked cumming all but a few times. This was a new Claire. It wasn't anything about me or about Ralph. She just had to be fucked and fucked hard. I rolled off so that we laid side by side for a few minutes.

"Thank you. I really needed that. I do love you."

Before I could answer she was up and back sucking my cock.

"I'm not sure that's going to work."

"Maybe I can get it to cum in my mouth so I can taste your cum. My tummy needs a little lovin'."

This could be a contest. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. A far cry from a month earlier when even begging for a blow job wouldn't have worked. Several times she almost got me to cum, especially when she would swallow the whole thing into her throat. Maybe forty five minutes later when she was being gentle and holding the head of it in her mouth while running her tongue on it I let it go without any warning.

We got up and showered, went for a snack in the kitchen and watched the end of an old movie on TV. She tried to get me to fuck her during the movie and tried again when we went to bed. Trying not to get a hardon reminded me of sitting in class in high school. I didn't fuck her, nor did I fuck her in the morning. Again, I think she was about to fuck some inanimate object to get off.

Claire was doing laundry. I was about to go out to cut the grass.

"I'll be mowing the lawn." I called to her over the noise of the washing machine and dryer.

She grabbed me by the T-Shirt and pulled me to her for a kiss, then asked.

"What's it going to take to get you to fuck me?" I smiled and patted her cunt through her clothes before walking away to the garage.

I mowed the back yard thinking of Suzy and wondering what she would be doing on a Saturday morning. I hadn't asked, and neither had she asked me. Married things for me, probably fun single girl things for her. My mind replayed the memories of her tight little cunt and those monster tits with tasty nipples. Maybe she would let me eat her pussy if I asked nicely. Maybe I shouldn't let my mind wander while running a mower. There should be a warning tag. "Don't think about fucking co-workers while operating this equipment".




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 04



I thought about my wife, too. With Ralph M.I.A for the week Claire got really hot for me last night. All giving me a chance to screw her mind over like she had been doing mine. Back and forth, around the corners, past the swing set and sand box, the back yard was done. I headed for the small patches of grass out along the street that made up our front yard. I made two passes along the garage side and was startled by someone standing in my driveway.

"Turn that mower off, we need to talk."

Holy shit, it was Ralph's wife Laura with a really perturbed look on her face. She moved her mouth as if when she spoke again she would spit in my face. I put on my best innocent look, one that never worked, but I put on my best innocent look anyway.

"Hi, Laura. What's up? You look nice."

"Your new buddy hadn't been over to visit you since Monday. That seems kind of odd to me after him practically living over here ... not that's a bad thing."

"It was too much. We got a bit tired of each other. I didn't send him home or anything like that. He just quit showing up. Are you wanting me to invite him back?"

"I'm sure he'll be back over here on his own. To get directly into it, we went to visit Ralph's brother and his family last night. He's not a bad guy, probably better guy than Ralph, his wife and I get along well."

"Okay then."

"Well, us girls went outside on the patio to talk. Ralph and his brother were sitting inside on the couch. They either forgot or didn't notice me come inside to us the toilet. When I came out they were talking quietly. I stopped in the hall to listen when Ralph mentioned 'fucking some cunt' if you aren't too surprised by my language."

The little blip across my vision was my life flashing before my eyes. Being caught was scary. Hearing the church lady say "fucking some cunt" could have made my head spin around backwards.

"This is what I learned from my eavesdropping sin other than him fucking some cunt. This guy's wife is hot. Ralph hangs out there and got the wife to strip nude for a little bit of cash. Then the follow up was that he got to fuck her for a few dollars more because the couple needed the money. Then the couple agreed to let Ralph fuck the cunt all he wanted for a certain amount of money a month. Then there was a little lover's spat, the cunt turned into a fucking bitch and the husband told Ralph he was going to pay the money whether he fucked the cunt or not. I backed down the hallway and crawled out his brother's bedroom window of all things."

"Gosh, that's terrible, Laura. Do you want me to talk to him to try to learn who this cunt is he's fucking?"

"You would have to be stupid yourself to think I am that stupid. There's no way it's not your whore wife Claire that he's fucking. What do you do, watch?"

"Why do you think it's Claire? She's happy at home."

"Ralph doesn't go anywhere else but your house. What I want to do is end this quickly and in my favor. I want his ass on the street with nothing. I'd put him jail if I could. Now are you going to quit lying to me or do you want to continue to be a fucking dick about it?"

Wow! The stuff you can learn about the neighbor lady just because she's mad about her husband fucking your wife. The words "put him jail" had a lot of appeal to me. I became the diabolical cuckold as the wheels spun in my head.

"What if I admitted it was true and told you a way to put Ralph in jail?"

"My parents would love that. What do you know?"

"We need to reach some kind of agreement. I'm just not going to blurt it out."

Laura's eyes narrowed to little slits. I folded my arms across my chest.

"I'll talk to my father. Right now we need to get Ralph back over here and between Claire's legs again. I'll make some comment that will almost force him to come back and make amends."

"You seriously want your husband fucking my wife again?"

"Yes, can you get pictures?"

"I could hide some cameras." Not letting on I already had pictures.

"Okay, give me your cell phone. We shouldn't be talking in our driveways."

"Umm, I don't mow the lawn with my phone in my pocket."

"Okay, put your number here in mine."

She handed me her phone. I tapped in my number and gave it back to her.

"Okay, I'll call you during the day Monday."

She gave me a condescending look and turned to walk away. I stood watching her ass as she walked back to her house. Her ass looked like it had a bit of a bounce and sway I hadn't seen in church. I looked back at my house to see if Claire had been watching. She had not. I got the mower started and made quick work of the rest of the front. I put the mower away.

I passed Claire in the laundry room as I passed by to the bedroom where I intended to shower. Apparently and hopefully she hadn't seen me out front with Ralph's wife.

The water from the shower splashed over me as I thought of the meeting out front, Ralph fucking Claire, and me fucking Suzy. The question was what would be the most likely end to all this. And, rubbing my cock thinking about that the tit adventure with Claire's mom. The shower door opened. Luckily my thoughts hadn't turned into a hardon because Claire joined me under the spray.

"I didn't hear you finish the yard. My last load is in the dryer."

She reached for me and stroked my cock. We soaped each other up and used the wash cloth in a make out session. I was then hard as a rock. Claire's cunt lips were protruding as she tried to get my dick in her while we stood in the shower. The end went in, but I made it difficult for it to stay. I got around her and out, leaving her under the spray from the water. Her nipples were poking out and she stood with her pelvis extending like she was hoping some cock would fly up in her from somewhere. Her last load might be in the dryer, but my last load was staying with me.

Claire tried again in the bedroom to get me to fuck her. She was really getting worked up. I left the room to get the kids ready to hit the mall and grocery store in our usual afternoon shopping trip. Claire joined us as I was putting the kids in their car seats. She was dressed, but looking like she was ready to fuck anything that moved.

"Fuck you!" she whispered. "You wouldn't fuck me, but I still have my fingers."

She did have the look of a sex crazy slut. In the mall it seemed like all the guys were looking at her, and most of the women. After shopping for a while we were feeding the kids ice cream in the food court when Claire caught the eye of a young man on one of the benches.

"Watch this!" She hissed.

Claire went over and sat by the man. He looked at least eighteen, but probably not over twenty. I sat feeding ice cream to our kids while Claire laughed at whatever he was saying and rested her hand on his arm while she said something to him. He looked up at me and said something. Claire turned our way, smiled, and waved at the kids.

I spooned some more ice cream for our son. When I looked up again Claire and the boy were gone. Just an empty bench was there where they had been sitting, soon taken over by an elderly couple. Where had they gone? I spun around looking. She must have watched for me to be distracted with the ice cream. I looked at the big clock over the food court. By the time I finished with the ice cream and wiped them as clean as I could it had been fifteen minutes. What the fuck was Claire doing? Was she fucking with me or did she really leave with that kid?

The fifteen minutes turned into twenty, then thirty. Jacob was in the stroller. With my daughter holding my hand and me carrying the shopping bags I decided to head for the car with the idea of stranding her ass. I couldn't walk fast enough with the kids. We got to the parking lot and went as fast as we could for the minivan. I had the kids buckled in ready to go. The key was in the ignition, the motor running, I put the car in reverse with a feeling of excitement that the cunt could find another ride home. Just as I moved to tap the gas Claire appeared at my side window.

"Were you going to leave me in there?"

"The idea had crossed my mind." I got out of the car to talk to her.

"I imagine I could find a ride home."

"Where did you go? Did you leave with that kid?"

"Maybe I won't tell. Maybe you should have taken care of me at home when you had the chance. Just because Ralph isn't coming over doesn't mean you can freeze me out."

"Answer me, did you fuck that kid?" I asked in a growling hushed voice. "Where did you go?"

"There was a hallway that led back to an office that was part of a store that was empty."

"Did you fuck him back there?"

"What do you think?"

"Did you or didn't you?"

Claire looked around to see if anyone was watching. I couldn't figure out what she was doing.

"If you really want to know why don't you feel my pussy?"

Claire lifted her skirt up next to the car. She took a finger and pulled her panties aside. I kind of growled at her and moved my hand towards her slit. My finger slid right up in her. A second went in just as easily. She was wet and slick. I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and looked at them.

"Jesus Christ, Claire. Are you full of cum?"

"It sure looks like it, doesn't it?" She smiled.

I was looking at my fingers with this kid's cum on them. I was trying to figure out a place to wipe them off.

"Hey, let me take care of that for you."

I watched as my wife sucked my fingers into her mouth and swirled her tongue to clean his sperm.

"You're a fucking whore, Claire. You let this kid fuck you while I was feeding our kids ice cream."

"Call it a crime of opportunity. If you don't like that after I go in Tuesday to get my tubes tied see what happens."

"Tuesday? You have an appointment for Tuesday?"

"Yep, and I asked the Doctor how soon I could have sex again. He told me most women wait a week or two, so I'm shooting for a week. And, don't worry about the cost. I worked out a little deal. He's going to keep it off the record."

"Just get in the fucking car, Claire. We need to go home."

"No, we need groceries."

So, we went to the grocery store just like always. Claire was in such a good mood as she enjoyed my dismay. She kept catching the eye of the men in the store, most of them with their wives.

"Hey, Honey. If we get in a quiet aisle do you want to stick your fingers in me again?"

"Quit it, Claire. Behave yourself."

"Just kidding."

Then we got to the cereal aisle. I was letting our kids make up their minds about what ones they wanted. I looked around to find my wife no where to be found. I panicked, wondering where she slipped off to this time. Where could someone fuck her in a grocery store? Then she appeared in the aisle walking back to me.

"Now where the fuck did you go?"

"Sorry. Had a little emergency. Had to hit the ladies room."

"Something you ate?" I mocked her.

"Cum started running out of me. That second load from the kid was a little more that I had room for up in there?"

"Second load?"

"You know how young guys are. He never really got soft. That was an awesome amount of cum both times."

We finished shopping. Claire got to flirting with a guy behind us in the checkout line. He was by himself and I swear Claire would have fucked him right there if there was a way to do it. For the first time I wished Ralph was still coming over.

When we got home and the groceries put away I played with the kids. I have no idea what Claire did. I know she tried on clothes and put away the laundry, but she didn't change clothes or take a shower to get the mall kid washed off her or out of her. We didn't speak much until after the kids were in bed and we were watching television in the den.

"Are you still full speed ahead on me getting my tubes tied next week?" Claire leaned against me as she asked.

"It looks it might be a good idea from what been happening and then today. Are you really going to fuck the doctor, too?"

"Sorry, Sweetie. Already did. I've got three more payments."

"Now you're sneaking around like a little slut."

"You were the one insisting I not have more kids. Fucking him made more sense when he offered than paying him money. Besides, he's kind of cute and has a nice cock. He pays his assistant a lot of money to be discrete."

"When did this happen?"

"Wednesday I took a couple of hours off from work."

"You fucked two new guys in a week?"

"Today was your fault at the mall. I wanted it bad before we left the house."

"You left me with the kids and fucked a young kid you just met at the mall, Claire."

"Not that different than fucking Ralph. The kids are here with us when I fuck him. I was getting fucked at lot. Ralph bailed and you let me down. What was I supposed to do? I can't go from getting a lot of cock to getting none at all."

"I couldn't keep up with you if I had little blue pills on an IV drip. Are you suddenly some kind of Nymphomaniac?"

"What if I am?"

"Shit, Claire. What are we supposed to do about that?"

"For right now, how about you reclaim your wife with that hardon you don't think I know you've got down there?"

The talk did have me in the mood for some pussy. 

"You ought to like this. His cum from today is running out of me."

I looked down to see some of it drip down from her slit. I was right. She hadn't cleaned the mall guy cum out of her cunt. It was slippery wet, but still had a nice feel. The guy must not have been big like Ralph. I fucked her for as long and as hard as I could. She did cum several times and it was easy to make her do it. The little noises and her repeatedly telling me to fuck her and how good it felt made it difficult for me to hold back.

Finally I let myself add my load to the mess the kid from the mall had left in her. When she felt me cum I'll be damned if the fucking little cunt didn't get off still again. It was really sloppy and making a sloshing noise. I kept fucking her another few minutes until I just couldn't keep my cock from sliding from her well fucked hole. 

I had rolled off and was catching my breath when I noticed Claire was getting noisy laying next to me on the bed. I leaned up and found that she had three fingers fucking in and out of her slit and her thumb rubbing her clit. Her other hand was pinching one nipple then the other.

"Good God, Claire! What the fuck are you doing?"

"Oh, shit! It feels so good. You got me started and I don't want it to quit. All that cum mixing around it there just feels so good I need to cum again."

"Houston ... we have a problem. Claire ... Sweetie. You said the kid pumped cum in you twice. I just made you cum maybe a half dozen times before shooting my load into you. Now you have your fingers buried in your cunt. I'd say we have a major problem."

"Uh-huh, maybe. Just let me finish here. I'm almost there."

Her fingers weren't moving at a rapid pace, but were still she was giving her pussy a good working over. I propped myself up with a good view of her crotch and watched the fingers do their magic.

"Almost there! Almost there! Ummmmm! Oh, fuck! Almost there. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh, oh, oh, oh ... Oh, fuck that's good."

I could tell she had made herself cum, but she wasn't stopping.

"Claire! Enough. I know you made yourself get off on your fingers."

"Yes, okay. Maybe just another little one. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck yes! Right there. I'm right there."

The whole sight of it all might have been the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Another orgasm hit her.

"That was a nice one. So good. So fucking good ... "

She didn't quit. She didn't even slow down.

"I don't want to stop. I don't think I can. I wish it were some sort of giant cock fucking me. This feels so good though."

By then I was wondering if she was going to stop or instead fuck herself into oblivion.

"Stop it Claire! I want my wife back. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Ugh! Another little one ... they keep coming like little waves ... little waves ... little waves. Oh, Holy Motherfucker!"

Claire's feet planted on the bed. Her assed raised up so that only her shoulders and feet were in contact with the mattress. Her ass circled in the air and bobbed up and down as her fingers flew in and out of her cunt. Little gurgling sounds came from her throat as she tried to tell me what was happening to her.

A muffled scream came from Claire as she spasmed, then settled on the bed. The force of her cumming sent the whole mess inside her, plus her own juices flooding onto the sheet in a powerful surge. She took a couple of deep breaths and raised up off the bed again with her hand in place to continue the finger fucking she had been giving herself.

Barely a minute later another orgasm hit her. Her eyes were rolling around in her head. Her tongue hanging from the side of her mouth. She appeared to have passed out ... maybe even had fucked herself to death as she lay motionless.

This could be hard to explain to the cops. They always try to nail the husband. I pictured my kids at show and tell at school years later holding a picture of their Mom as they tried to explain the story to their classmates.

"This is a picture of my Mom. She let some kid at the mall screw her then finger fucked herself to death in front of my Dad on a Saturday night while we slept in our beds down the hall."

Then she moved. Or, actually her hips moved. Even though she was not alert to anything around her, her pelvis started to thrust as she began to cum untouched. She lay quietly, breathing softly for about ten minutes. I watched over her as she began moving the pelvis in a fucking motion again that very obviously made her cum yet another time.

This time she put the fingers back in herself and moaned as she slowly moved them in and out of her slit. Still not appearing to be aware she rolled to her side with her fingers up her snatch. She laid quietly making little moaning noises and then appeared to be asleep. I got up to check on the kids. Ending up in the kitchen I got the last beer from the fridge and sat in the den slowly drinking it.

When I got back Claire had not moved. She was in a big puddle of cum and related fluids. I crawled in on the far side so I'd be in a dry spot. She somehow felt me get in the bed and slid enough to cuddle against me. I took of my shirt and shorts so I could feel my little wife's naked skin against me. I cupped my hand over her tit softly massaging her nipple while thoughts in my head were how in the hell did all this happen and how would I get out of it.

At 2:00 AM Claire got up to go into the bathroom. I pretended not to notice as I watched her take a piss. I thought maybe she had realized the mess still her and she would clean up a little or maybe even take a shower. Instead I ended up thinking what a whore or slut she was as all she seemed to do was wipe the urine from her crotch hair. Payback came as I heard her murmur.

"Aw, fuck! Leaked right out of me."

I heard more paper come off the roll as she grabbed an handful of toilet paper. She dropped to her knees with her cunt facing me as she wiped up the cum that splattered from her, then tossed it in the toilet and flushed again. When she got back in bed I acted like I was in a deep sleep. She laid across me with her now hard nipples pressing into my chest to get her face in mine.

"Honey. Are you awake."

I didn't respond.

"Honey, wake up. I need you to fuck me. Come on. Wake up and fuck me. Please wake up and fuck me."

I bet a lot of men face that dilemma. I stuck to my deceit. I was afraid she'd catch me getting hard, or that I might even laugh.

"Honey? Fuck me. Your wife needs a good fucking. Please ... Oh, screw it. You missed your chance."

You'd think if she decided to use her fingers again she would at least go in to the living room or the den and have at it. But, sex crazed Claire? She slid away from me almost to the other side and starting on her clit. Within a minute the fingers went to her cunt. Not one or two at a time. Claire pushed three fingers up her slit again and starting frigging herself.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 04



Even pretend sleep didn't stop me from watching through a partially open eye as she flailed away at herself. Not that is made a difference because she never looked a me. She must have felt both horny and bold. She started to get loud, maybe hoping to wake me so I fuck her. By then I wasn't sure why she needed a man. She rocked against her finger several times as she made herself cum, finally finishing with a big one that had to last two minutes.

Around 5:00 AM she was at it again. She didn't get up to take a piss. She just rolled away from where she had been up against me and had at it with about the same results. She laid against me again until a little after seven.

"Hey, sleepyhead. I have to get a shower before the kids get up. If they come in take them in the kitchen and start breakfast. Oh, and put some clothes on." 

I put on my shirt and shorts. Claire closed the door and started the shower. The kids were quiet so I laid on the bed and revisited what had happened the day and night before as well as the whole last month. I didn't know whether to be amazed or disgusted with my wife. If last night had been guys instead of fingers she would have pulled the train on about a dozen of them. After twenty minutes or so the bathroom door opened and steam rolled out. Claire's face appeared around the edge of the doors.

"Kids up yet?"

With my answer of no she bounced naked to close the door. She stood at the side of the bed facing me.

"I was checking myself out in there. I look pretty good for a wife and mother of two. Any guy would be lucky to fuck me."

"I've always thought that, Sweetheart."

I gave her now clean and sexy body a once over with my eyes. Claire had done a 360 showing off the goods. She stopped facing me cupping her tits.

"My boobs still hang like they did when I was sixteen."

"They are bigger now." I commented.

Satisfied with my comments Claire brought her garments out of the dresser. Dressing like a good Mormon wife she told me to fix breakfast while she got the kids up and dressed them. 

Unbelievably she was taking us to church after all the slut things she had just done the day before.

The main deal of the afternoon was a few minutes off to the side talking to Ralph when he revealed that his wife was suspicious about him not being at our house every evening as in the past.

"Look I'm sorry I acted like an ass. First of all Laura is wondering why I've been home every night. She mentioned it in such a way that maybe we should get back together as things were. Plus, I really miss you both. Okay, I miss you Claire. Can we go back like it was?"

"Fine by me. I've been missing your nice cock and all that cum." Claire murmured.

"Oh, thank God ... if this is the right place to be saying that." 

Ralph looked around. I looked around, too, looking for Ralph's wife and remembering my conversation with her. I saw her across the room talking to some other ladies, but very closely watching our every move. I gave her a smile and she gave me a sly smile back before turning away.

"There is some news about your being jealous about me being with another man in addition to my husband."

"What's that? Ralph had a pained smile like he knew what was coming.

"Yes, bad news, pal. Claire here has let a couple of other guy fuck her since you had her last."

"A couple of other guys? You mean like two other guys?"

"Yes, Ralph." Claire reached out to touch his sleeve. "Two other guys. Can you live with that?"

Ralph looked at me as if to get a confirmation. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Damn I hate to hear that." He gulped.

"Oh, sorry. I was hoping we could tell you all about it." Claire smirked. 

We both watched her ass as she walked away. I turned back to Ralph. We stood there still alone.

"You remember I told her to get her tubes tied. Well, she fucked the doctor that's going to do it. Free surgery for a fuck at the consult and three more in follow up visits ... if she stops there. Then, yesterday she hooked up with some nineteen or twenty year old at the mall and followed him down a hallway and fucked him twice in some abandoned office on a couch."

"Don't you think she is out of control?"

"The rest of the day and most of last night she finger fucked herself to about twenty orgasms. I have no idea what tonight will be like, but you should be walking into a fuck fest when you show up tomorrow night."

"Damn ... you are kind of scaring me there."

"It all started with you, buddy. You are along for the ride with me. See you tomorrow night."

The phone call from Ralph's wife came Monday afternoon.

"This is Laura. Ralph should be over to fuck your little slut wife tonight. Can you get some pictures for proof?"

"I don't know. They would probably notice me with a camera. If I had the money I'd put in a video system."

"Video action would beat stills. Can you get one put in?"

"Don't think I could afford it."

"We have home security. I'll see if they do that."

A while later she called me back.

"It will cost me a little extra, but I can have them there tomorrow."

"I don't want them to do something that will get me caught. Besides, Claire is going to be out of sorts for about a week from some surgery."

"Let's get everything in place and wait. What kind of surgery?"

"Maybe I shouldn't say but, Claire blurted out something about Ralph knocking her up. It happened several times. At first Ralph was freaked out. Then he seemed to get used to the idea. Claire's on the pill, but I don't trust her. She is getting her tubes tied."

"That's pretty funny. Ralph might want a kid but he is shooting blanks. We were tested several years ago. I learned about it first and asked Doc not to tell him. He can breed her all he wants. Nothing is going to happen. And, now the real joke is getting her tubes tied."

"The bad part of the joke is that it's not just Ralph."

"Wow! You've got a real little slut on your hands there, don't you?" Laura laughed into the phone.

As much as I would have to agree I didn't like hearing her talk about my wife that way.

The evil plan was all set. Ralph's wife will have video proof of him slamming his cock in my wife. I felt pretty smug. I had just spent lunch fucking Suzy into a nice orgasm. I'd have to let her know I couldn't make it Tuesday.

Ralph showed up Monday night while we were doing the dishes. Claire immediately took him into the den. When I had the dishes put away and the kids watching TV I found Claire straddling him with his cock buried in her.

"Oh, God. I missed this cock in me."

"Yes, I bet Laura would shit if she knew she had pushed me back into such a good fuck."

"What do you mean that she pushed you?" Claire worried.

"She just made a remark that it was odd that I hadn't been over here all week like my usual routine. It made it sound like if I didn't come over I would be guilty of something."

Claire wouldn't leave his cock alone. I had to put the kids to bed. She never did kiss them goodnight. When Ralph finally got to leave he looked like he was scared for his life. Maybe I should have taken a turn to help him out.

Tuesday morning Claire worked a half day. On the way to surgery Claire clued me in on something.

"He's going to fuck me today. If he wants to speak to you and I call you 'sweetheart' that's my way of letting you know he's already done it."

We arrived and waited about twenty minutes when Claire got called back. Half hour later I got called back to talk to the doctor.

"It's unusual for a women so young to have this operation. We believe that another pregnancy could put her life in danger and possibly the child if she was to have one. I just wanted to meet you to be sure what is going on and why we are here today."

"Sweetheart, we have two lovely children. Everything will be okay."

The prick of a doctor wanted to shake my hand. She called me Sweetheart. I shook his hand and left to wait.

It was almost four o'clock when I got Claire home. She said she felt fine and placed herself on the couch in front of the TV. 

"I guess I'll go to your Mom's to pick up the kids."

"No wait until your regular time to be off work. I didn't tell my mother anything about today."

We set around looking at but not really paying attention to the TV. My wife wouldn't be having more babies, but who could know how many more men. I cleared my throat.

"Does it hurt? Where he cut you?"

"Not so much. Want to see?

Claire got up and completely stripped naked, then stepped up to me to show me some stitches on her belly.

"I probably won't even have much of a scar. I just need to keep the stitches dry and not catch them on anything."

"What was it like, fucking the doc?"

"It was nice. He got off on the idea of being the last one to fill me with sperm before I couldn't get pregnant any more."

"Wasn't that kind of weird?"

"Not really. He has a nice cock. He made me cum a couple of times before shooting his load in me."

"I wanted to slap the smug look off his face when you called me Sweetheart."

"Oh, my. Is my husband now getting jealous of his little bride?"

Claire got up to dress and sat back down on the couch.

"I'll go get the kids now. I'll tell your mother that I got off early to run some errands."

"Okay, Sweetheart!? Claire made "Sweetheart" sound sugary.

I'm not sure there wasn't a special insult hidden in her calling me Sweetheart. I grabbed the keys and got on the road to her Mom's house. I thought I'd give Emma a heads up and searched her number on my cell.

"Hi, Emma. I got off a little early. I'll come pick up the kids to save Claire the time."

"Oh, okay. I'll be ready for you."

I was curious that there might be a double meaning to that. Five minutes later I was ringing the door bell. I heard her unlock the lock and watched the door open.

"Hi!" Come on in." She spoke quietly, took my hand and pulled me inside."

"Where are the kids?"

"There downstairs playing and watching cartoons. They didn't even know you rang the bell." She almost whispered.

"Okay." I whispered back."

"I didn't get a very proper hello"

"Oh, sorry."

I put my fingers on the back of her arms and started to kiss her on the cheek. She turned her face and met my lips for a one second kiss full on the lips. Emma put her hands on my sides. My reflex was to pull her to me. I held her in my arms waiting for her to move away. After about thirty seconds I realized that wasn't going to happen. I could feel her hardening nipples through our clothes and on my chest. My cock must have leaped an inch. Fortunately my mother wasn't close enough to feel it. I heard her speak as I continued to hold her against me.

"Do you like to play games, Dear?"

"What?"

She leaned her head back a little and repeated.

"Do you like to play games ... Dear?"

"What kind of games?"

"You know, maybe a game somewhat inappropriate."

Then Emma kissed me again. This time I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I returned the action as the kiss lasted for a couple of minutes, during which time I moved my hand under her blouse and fondled her tit through her garment. There was no resistance.

"That was inappropriate, wasn't it?" My wife's mother was smiling at me.

"Then I suppose this is, too?"

I pulled the tail of her garment out from her pants and put both hands against her bare skin. I moved them up over her glorious tits, squeezed them in my hands and I flicked her erect nipples with my thumbs. Emma stared into my eyes, them looked down at my hands on those boobs. I pushed her clothing up so her naked tits were fully exposed to me. For a woman in her forties I swear her tits looked better than her daughter's. Emma gave a big sigh. I leaned over and took a nipple in my mouth, soon switching over to the other one.

"Oh, my. That's even more inappropriate, but don't stop." She urged.

There wasn't any danger of me stopping unless she asked, and I did expect that to happen.

I unhooked her pants and tried to push them down with her lower garment.

"We can't let the kids catch us out here like this. When they come up the stairs I can hear them from our bedroom."

I quickly followed her to the master bedroom. The place creeped me out a little. I had seen in the room before, but this time I noticed some framed pictures of her with her kids, a couple with grandkids, including one of my kids, and one of her with her husband when they were young. Instead of me trying to get at her pants again Emma voluntarily already had them and her garment at her knees and continued to step out of them.

"This is really inappropriate now, isn't it? Are you okay with this?" She asked.

"Sure." Was all I managed to say.

"Kiss me again." She spoke huskily.

My wife's mother was asking me to kiss her again and was standing in front of me naked from the waist down. I kissed her as our tongues worked each other over. I pushed her back on the bed. Her feet stayed on the floor. I pushed between her thighs and lifted them up with my shoulders. Her glorious hairy, but nicely trimmed pussy opened for me. I pushed my tongue into her slit.

"Oh, fuck!"

Again, I was surprised at the F-word coming out of the mouth of one of the women in the family. I rooted at her open cunt and sucked her clit between my lips and added a gentle nip.

"Oh, fuck! I can't let you do that or I'll never let you stop. Again, this is not at all appropriate. You are married to my daughter for fuck's sake. You haven't let me see your cock." 

Emma seemed confused by her emotions. She was talking almost breathlessly. Again, surprising me with repeating fuck and saying cock. I stood and dropped my pants and underwear to my ankles. I wanted to be able to pull them up fast if we heard the kids on the stairs. Emma grabbed my shaft just below the head.

"This is only the second cock I've ever seen, and it's nicely a little more than I'm used to."

She fondled it in her hands and cupped my balls. The she tentatively put the head in her mouth for a moment. For me it was nice that another woman was thinking my prick was nice size after being dwarfed by Ralph with my own wife.

"Maybe it would be okay if I let you rub the head of it against my cunt slit."

I tried not to let her choice of words show in the expression on my face. The expression of Emma's suggested mere rubbing against her slit wasn't going to be enough.

By then I was rubbing the head into her wetness, making it slide around easily. Maybe it was my time to take control.

"Maybe it would not be too inappropriate to put the head in a little."

"I think I'd like that. Oh! Oh, fuck! You're in me. The head of it is in me. Oh, fuck!"

Her feet were on the edge of the bed now, lifting her ass so I had the perfect angle and my cock's head remained lodged snuggly inside her. So, without permission I made a half dozen strokes into her until my balls hit her ass.

"Uh, Oh, Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" She grunted with each stroke.

My mother was hot. I know I made her cum in about two minutes. Which was good, I was right there myself.

"I'm going to cum inside you."

"Uh, we usually skip the times when I'm fertile."

"Are you fertile now?"

"Uh-huh? I think so." She groaned.

"Should I pull out?"

"No! No, don't pull out! I need to feel your cum inside me."

"Are you sure?"

"Do it! Cum in me! I'll figure it out later."

I was too close to pull out and not spray cum all over the place on the way out. I shoved in as hard as I could. Emma was pushing her cunt back against me. Then cum started leaving my balls and with remarkable speed surged against her cervix.

"Fuck me good. I feel your seed in me. I almost want to get knocked up."

We both came to our senses quickly, knowing my kids/her grandkids were just downstairs. I pulled out, holding my slippery cock in my hand.

"Grab a wash cloth from the master bath. Then hand one to me. There's no way I can get from the bed to the bath without dropping part of this load on the carpet."

I had to hobble my way to the sink with my pants around my ankles. I wiped off my cock, rinsed the wash cloth, and tossed it to Emma. I got my pants up and fastened so one of us would be decent if the kids came running in. Emma shoved the wash cloth against her pussy and made it to the toilet. Sitting on the stool she grunted and we heard cum splatter against the water. 

"Wow! There was enough in me that you certainly would get me pregnant."

Then she started to piss. It felt like we had been together for years as she sat there and emptied her bladder, then wiping at her cunt with the wash cloth again.

"Do you seriously think I impregnated you?"

"The timing's there and a lot of little swimmers are in that much cum. Your kids are cute, but I don't think I want to have one of them. I'll get to a pharmacy tomorrow and check out the morning after pill. It would be fun though to have a late in life child and have the old man raising it thinking it was his."

"When I came over I had no idea ..."

"Yeah, me either. But we can't go back now. I'm thinking about when we can do it again."

"Seriously? You and I? Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

We both laughed at what I said. Emma put on her clothes and tucked her blouse in. She went into the bath to check her hair.

"That will do to get your kids and you on the way home. I'll need a do over before the husband gets home."

We looked at each other a moment and both laughed again.

"I can't believe we just did that." I said.

"Hey, what people don't know won't hurt them." Emma grinned.

That was it for the week. Ralph came over to see Claire and had to hang around and actually watch the game with us when he found out my bride was on the "No Fucking" list for the week.

"Poor Ralph." Claire teased. "That nice cock and all that seed going to waste with no where to go."

She had been sitting next to him the night after being to the doctor. She made sure Ralph knew Claire was Claire.

"Don't worry. I go to the doctor Monday. You can get your dick in me again after that."

She had her hand on his bulge as she teased him. Ralph was squirming to her touch. He didn't know the doc would get a shot at fucking her before he did. I didn't care since I could still feel her Mom's stuff on my pecker while Claire teased Ralph. The memory of fucking Emma had me hard, but her daughter carrying on with Ralph no longer did much to arouse me.

Even though Claire was off cock for several days it didn't stop her from getting Ralph's from his pants and going down on it. He was mainly looking for some relief so by the time she was taking it down her throat with his balls against her chin he was pumping out his load. The most priceless thing to come from that was that as his cum was leaving his balls he called her Laura.

Claire came up spitting and sputtering. Cum was on her chin and at the corner of her mouth. She gulped to get down what remained in her mouth. Her face was red and it was easy to see she was pissed. Ralph, realizing his mistake, was about to bolt from the room.

"I'm sorry. So sorry!" Ralph had his hands out like he was expecting an attack.

"What the fuck. Ralph? I've got your cock down my throat, you start to cum and you fucking call me Laura? I'm sucking your cock and you are thinking about your wife? What's the fuck is wrong with you?"

Claire jumped up, started to cry, and rushed from the room. I felt a little cheer about to escape me that I didn't dare let out. Ralph looked at me with a scared shitless look on his face.

"Do you think I should leave before she comes back to kill me?" Strangely enough I think he was serious.

"Hell, no. Stand your ground. You pretty well crushed her ego. You need to stay on top of this. You made her cry. You should keep the upper hand. I don't mean be cruel to her, but ignore it and let her work it out."




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 05



It had been almost a month since Claire's tubes had been tied. She agreed to fuck the Doctor in lieu of payment. Although four times was the agreed upon terms, three was her post-op check up, four was a follow-up the Friday after that and since then she has been stopping as a late appointment patient after she got off work at 5 o'clock. This was going on a couple of times per week since then, once three nights in a row.

This meant her being an hour late which left me picking up the kids and feeding them. Claire would get home and within a few minutes Ralph would be over shoving his big cock in her. Since Ralph didn't notice and Claire wouldn't tell, I assumed the Doctor didn't have any bigger cock to offer her than I would. Claire would just be in it for the cheating sex and another stranger's cum in her cunt.

Considering her recent history her having the two guys didn't seem too bad. Then she got to being late all five nights per week. After some questioning the truth came out about that.

"I'm still fucking the Doctor, but I started banging a salesman that comes into work. Then my boss got suspicious when I had gone to lunch with the salesman and came in late. He called me in the office with a word of warning. He said the guy was always after women on his route. A woman that worked in my job before me got caught by her husband and got divorced. She lived with the guy for a little while then moved out because she learned he still chased other women."

"So what happened after that conversation?" I asked.

"A couple of times I've fucked him, too. Not big deal. His cock is smaller than yours."

"Thanks for the compliment." I spat my words back at her.

"Well, it got me a raise."

"What did you get? Twenty bucks? Then you'd be fucking him for ten or twenty dollars?"

"It's a hundred a week. Smart ass."

"That would be $5200 per year. And, what Ralph pays you and you're a twenty thousand a year hooker!"

"Well, at least I'm not giving it away from free. I'm sorry for what I said about your dick being bigger than Ben's. I know that pissed you off."

"It's not that Claire. I thought you were fucking Ralph and the Doc. I thought two guys would be enough for you until you get over this strange cock fixation you're going through. Now I find out you are fucking four guys and keeping secrets from me."

"I'm sorry. I know I threatened to be with a lot of guys and make sure you'd know about it after our little fight involving Ralph last month. I just wasn't sure that you'd really want to know. You'll know from now on. Trust me."

"Well, at least you're home earlier tonight so you can help with the kids and dinner."

"To be honest with you ... I need to shower. I fucked the boss at lunch and I'm pretty gooey down there. I need to freshen up before Ralph comes over."

I was getting more than enough of Ralph. The son of a bitch was just too comfortable with coming to my house and fucking my wife. Claire's raise would almost cover the loss if he was gone. The sight of him between her legs two or three times per night was getting to be too much.

I had interviewed for the assist manager job at work. There were several outsiders interviewing with more years of experience and lots more education. But I had my hopes up that, as they say, I had the inside track. I should know the answer to that within the next few days because the last day for the old assistant manager was the Friday of the next week.

I'd hatched a plan to deal with Ralph. His wife knew about him and my wife and was bugging me wanting to know what I knew that would help with her divorce. She had called several times wanting to know if I had photos. Sure I did. She just didn't know I had them. I figured the longer I worked it the madder she would be at Ralph as the more she'd hang his ass out to dry.

It turned out to be a good night when Ralph got there. After me being on Claire's ass for being a whore he handed her a wad of cash. I over heard the conversation about it covering it all for the month. Right before she dropped to her knees to suck his cock he said something about a guy that had worked for the company going into business for himself. Ralph had been giving him leads and selling him parts stolen from the company below wholesale to get the cash to pay Claire.

"It's a sweet deal." I heard him say as Claire gobbled his cock and leaned under to suck his balls. "I get the money to fuck you and fuck the company while doing it. Fuck my wife and her asshole daddy's company."

Claire was in the zone, now taking his cock down her throat. I tiptoed away when I heard her tell him to hold it, that she wanted his seed against her cervix, not in her stomach. I played with the kids and got them to bed. Usually Claire wouldn't have it that way. Cock now took precedence over her kids.

Before entering the room to check on Ralph pumping his eight inches in and out of my wife I decided the time to act was right then. I picked up my cell phone. I found where Laura had last called and hit send.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Laura?"

"Who is this?"

"I can put Ralph in jail for you now."

"Holy Shit! What do you have?"

"I can prove he stole from the company."

"That's better than pictures."

Then I went a little crazy. I thought of her husband and my wife in the other room, knowing how deep his cock would be in Claire as she fucked back at him. I thought of my kids tucked in bed without a kiss from their mother.

"Ralph's been fucking my wife. I want a shot at you. It's only fair."

"I'm not just some whore. You've got your own right there in your own house."

"Well, you're going to have to be a whore at least once to get the goods on your husband."

"Meet me out front of my house."

The conversation was short. 

"What do you have?"

"I need the know your answer as to if I get to do to you what Ralph does to Claire."

"If I can divorce him and put him in jail I'll think about it. How do I know I can trust you?"

"Do you agree with the sex? If so, I'll trust you and tell you right now."

"Okay, it will be worth it. I'll know I cheated on him, too."

I told her what I had heard. Right there near her front door she pulls out her phone. I could hear it ringing.

"Dad, I know that Ralph is stealing from the company. Yes, I just got the information. A guy that quit and started on his own. Ralph is giving him leads and stealing parts and selling them to him cheap so he can pay some whore in the neighborhood to fuck him."

I could hear her dad go ballistic on the other end of the call. Mostly about because he hated Ralph anyway, a maybe a little because she used the F-word.

"You do?" Laura almost squealed in the night. "Okay, Dad. Keep it cool until we have the evidence. It shouldn't be hard. Ralph isn't that bright."

Laura opened the door to go inside.

"Are you coming in with me?"

She reached for my hand, led me inside and closed the door.

"Come on. A deal is a deal. We're going to my bedroom."

Laura was wearing sweats. I didn't expect her to be naked underneath. As they came off I was very impressed with her body. The woman was beautiful. Not to take anything from my wife, but why would Ralph want to fuck my Claire? I guessed it had to be the same cheating gene that my wife had buried deep within her soul. Sure, Laura was a little older, but didn't have any kids. All the good places were in the right places.

"Are you sure this is the right time?"

"Do you think they're going to miss you over at your house? Fuck me in my marriage bed. Fuck me in the bed where that bastard crawled back into with me after fucking my neighbor."

I was very surprised when her legs flopped open exposing a slightly hairy, slightly moist pussy. A pussy I considered a place I'd like to bury my face.

"The look on you face tells me he eats her pussy before he fucks her sometimes."

"Sometimes. Claire is usually too anxious to get his cock in her rather than take the time to get eaten out."

"Why don't you get me started?"

I almost lunged at her open cunt. Pay back is so much fun. The lights were all on in the room. Her slit was starting to glisten. I put my tongue in her pussy and worked it around in her as she started to trickle juices into my mouth. I sucked in her clit and she we totally wild. She oozed pussy juice on my lips. I know that I had made her cum fairly easily. Maybe the wicked witch wasn't so wicked after all. Maybe she just needed some cunt loving from a man other than her husband like most women do. Maybe he never ate her cunt out for her.

"Oh, my Lord, Jesus." Laura was catching her breath. "You made me cum."

"Glad to me of assistance, My Lady." That made the evil witch giggle.

"Does she suck his cock?"

"All the time. She deep throats him."

"Heard about that. Wondered how it was possible."

"Oh, it's possible."

"Come, let me suck your cock."

I was ready to fuck her, but why not let her suck me? There wasn't a need to hurry. If one of the kids cried at home let Claire have to break it up long enough to care for her own kid. She'd never guess where to look for me.

Laura was driven enough not to hesitate to take my pecker in her mouth. She shoved down on it until she gagged."

"Hey, don't expect to swallow it on your first try."

Laura was nice or polite enough not to mention the difference in size between my cock and her husband's. She had to notice. Her eyes sparkled at me as she looked up with my cock in her mouth. She pulled me from her lips to speak.

"You know there's a way would could do each other."

I couldn't tell if she was bullshitting me or knew what a sixty-nine was all about. I stayed on my back as she turn around so her cunt was just above my face. I put my hands on her ass and pulled her wet gash down to me. Sucking cock seemed to have lubricated her slit. I realized that her pussy tasted better than Claire's. A funny thing to be thinking about at a time like that. Especially knowing Ralph's cock would have been in her, too. Not that that would be happening again soon, if ever.

We spent several minutes with our faces in each others crotch. I'd made Laura come again. She had me ready to lose it.

"If you are going to let me fuck you it needs to be now. I can't hold it with you doing that with your mouth and tongue."

Laura rolled off me and laid on her back, legs spread, there was not a look of resignation or remorse. Just a "fuck me" look that made by dick throb. I lined up with her slit. She reached down to guide me like getting in where Ralph had fucked would be a problem. Her cunt felt like hot, wet, silk. She immediately began thrusting against me. There was a slickness much like glycerin that made her even more welcoming than my own wife. Not the sloppy messiness of being multi-fucked and cum in, but something much, much better.

With a feeling like that and knowing I had all my cock buried in my neighbor it should have made me lose it right away. But, instead, I made her cum pretty hard with a lot of sounds and fury. I slowed it down while she recovered and I enjoyed her married pussy.

My balls started warning me that I was about to send a load of sperm into her welcoming cunt. She picked up the pace with me. Then slowed down like she was stopping to think.

Ralph was sterile. He couldn't make me have kids. The two of us, however, could be quite fertile."

"Are you on the pill?"

"I stopped when I learned that Ralph was shooting blanks. I never pictured myself as a cheating wife."

"Should I pull out?"

"I don't know. I'd have to figure that out. Let's see ... probably so."

Laura gave a huge lunge up at me. Fucking her cunt against my groin as her ass left the bed. She was cumming hard and taking me with her. She grabbed my ass with both hands and had me buried in her. I could feel her sheath grasp against my shaft. My sperm was near its release. He stomach was spasming against mine as she started to cum.

"Fuck him! He always wanted kids. Let him pay child support on one after her gets out of prison."

There was no pulling out, even had she let me, nor was there any way I wasn't going to flood her pussy with my seed. Suddenly it was in her. Making u both sticky with the mess from both of us.

"Wow, Laura. I've never had a fuck that good from my wife."

"That's a shame ... her being a professional and all!"

Laura laughed. I laughed with her. Then she wanted to get all kissy-faced, us making out with my cock still in her. If it weren't for Ralph being done fucking my wife soon I would have liked to spend the night there between her legs.

"You'd probably better get back home."

I slipped in my front door. Ralph was on his back watching the game. My wife was riding his cock with her back to the television.

"There you are!" My wife looked me over. "Did you get the kids to bed alright?"

"Didn't you check on them and kiss them goodnight?"

"No, I thought you'd kiss them goodnight for me. Where have you been?"

"I was with the kids until they went to sleep. Then I checked on something for work on the computer, then was outside for a while. Looks like it might storm tonight."

I watched Claire continue to ride his cock. She had probably cum several times while I was fucking Ralph's wife. They'd both be mad if they knew. Cheaters are like that. I sat down and smiled to myself partially watching the game as I replayed fucking Laura in my head. Both of them grunted as my wife rocked around with her shoulders and head swiveling in a circle as she was cumming and Ralph was pumping his last load of cum inside her.

The leather couch caught the usual load of guy and girl cum as it splattered from Claire. She leaned over him and sucked his cock clean as it softened in her mouth. Maybe this was it. Maybe Ralph would be in jail before they could fuck again. I could feel Ralph's wife's juices dried along with mine on my cock. Ralph shock my hand before he left, almost like he knew it was goodbye.

"Did you check on you kids?"

"I thought I'd shower ... unless you want some of this." Claire took the palms of her hands over her stomach and down to her dripping cunt."

"No, I'm good. I thought you'd check on your kids."

"I'm sure they're fine. Fuck ... back off and let me shower."

The next morning at work I got a call from Laura. They hadn't done anything with Ralph yet. They wanted to get the old employee to roll over on him.

"I wanted to see how you were after last night." Ralph's wife practically purred over the phone.

"I'm good. One of the best nights of my life. How about you?'

"No complaints. In the light of a new day I'm glad I did it. Ralph came in and plopped right down on the sheets where we had been fucking."

"Look how wicked you can be!"

"I know. I checked back on my last period. We were probably right at the danger zone. Maybe a night early."

"That's good news, I guess"

"Is it? Want to come over again tonight?"

"You mean get you pregnant?"

"Like I said, let him pay child support when he gets out of jail." She laughed. Let's do it the rest of the week. I'll make sure he fucks me this weekend, then we can finish up the first couple of nights of next week. You game?"

"I'd be a fool not to be."

"I'll be waiting with open legs." She giggled. "I love you."

What's with women? Fuck them once and they get all into love and shit.

My cell rang again a half hour or so later.

"It's me. I'm going to fuck Ben at lunch. I told you I'd keep you informed."

That was it, no was it okay, or any excuse. He was Ben now, not Mr. So and So. She was earning that hundred dollars a week. A long ways from the thousands of dollars Ralph had been paying her. Too much cock in and her value was going down.

The late afternoon call came in. She was fucking the salesman again after work. Driving the minivan to some park. I fed and took care of the kids. Claire never did check on them the night before. Ralph and my wife were fucking when I slipped over to see Laura. We did the sixty nine again. She almost got my cock down her throat, promising she'd get it before the week was over. I got between her legs and started fucking her. It felt good when I made her cum.

"You're still all decided about this getting pregnant thing, are you?"

"Keep fucking me and see. As long as I can hang Ralph's ass with the kid I want your seed."

That kind of talk doesn't help a guy hold his load. My sperm boiled into her willing fertile cunt. Unbelievably Laura was right there cumming with me when I shot my seed up against her cervix. She seemed content to keep my cock in her while my swimmers worked their way around her pussy. Then she ushered me out the door with a kiss.

"See you tomorrow night. I think it's our best chance to get me knocked up if you haven't already. I love you".

"I love you, too, Laura." 

For some reason I almost meant it. But, what's with women? What can turn one into a cock chasing slut? Who would have ever expected Laura to be anything but a prude?

The next night was Friday. Claire called me from work that morning.

"I'll be late tonight. The salesman will be out of town all next week. I want to fuck him a couple of times before he goes."

"Don't be too late. You know Ralph always wants extra on Fridays."

"I'll do the best I can. No promises. This guy's not a salesman for no reason."

She made good time, but came home with cum all over the blanket we kept in the minivan. Ralph showed up ten minutes after she had pulled into the garage.

Again, I had fed the kids and got them ready for bed. Claire went right into fucking Ralph like she hadn't already done the salesman twice less than half hour before Ralph slid his cock in her. I looked in on them. My wife gave me a thumbs as Ralph's ass moved to poked his eight inches in her. 

She hadn't talked about the size of the others, so I guess it was understood that Ralph gave her the most cock she had ever gotten. He had already put a load in my wife when I slipped out the front door.

Laura scared the shit out of me by waiting in the dark on the bench that sat beside her front door.

"It's about time you showed up."

I jumped about two feet. Laura laughed at me, then gave me a passionate kiss.

"Where do they fuck in your house, the two of them?"

"In the den, in the back of the house."

"Can we get to your bedroom without them seeing us?"

That question was frightening.

"Since tonight is my dead center night for getting impregnated why not slip in an fuck in Claire's and your bed?"

"That sounds kind of risky."

"It also sounds wicked and like pay back. What can they do if they catch us?"

If Ralph's wife would have had balls they would have been a huge pair.

"Are you with me?" She giggled.

I reached out to take her hand. We ran through the shadows to my front door. Leading her down the hallway we could hear my wife cry out as Ralph fucked his big cock into her.

"We won't have much time."

"I'm sucking you cock first and you are going to eat me in your marriage bed. Then you'll try to knock me up."

Laura was pretty wound up. She came really fast when I started eating her out, almost letting out a small scream that I'm sure Ralph and my wife would have heard even over their heavy fucking if her hand hadn't muffled the sound. Ralph's wife took my cock in her mouth.

"Maybe we should skip this part."

"You don't need to finish. This is just mostly ceremonial. I need to suck your cock in her bed." 

The angle was a little different and to the surprise of both of us her nose buried in my pubic hair, pushing against my groin. She pulled back off me.

"Oh, fuck! I can't believe I just did that. I had your cock in my throat!"

She was so delighted she took me to the root several more times until I had to stop her. She went on her back and opened her thighs. She was so wet she was probably going to dribble on our sheets before or definitely after I unloaded my cum in her. I put my cock in her slit and she rocked he hips up taking my length.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 05



I had never been with a woman so hot to take cock. I could have held still and she would have fucked me to death. Instead I met every movement and soon starting spraying my seed around inside her greedy cunt.

"That's it!" She grunted. "Inseminate me. Make me have your baby."

I gave it my best effort, still atop her, I held in deep as my sperm searched for their target. I didn't want to ever leave between her soft thighs. The back of my mind let me wonder if I asked Claire and Ralph to swap for the weekend how much hell I'd catch. My memory of their jealousy killed that idea. I slipped out of her when I softened and stood up by my own bed.

Laura had been wearing sweats again and quickly pulled them on. I pulled on my shorts and shirt and started to lead her to the door. Looking back, there was a puddle on our bed. Claire would probably think it leaked out of her. I heard my wife's little whimper sounds she made as she was building up to a big orgasm.

Laura heard it, too.

"Let's peek in on them. I want to see the bastard's cock in her."

Before I could stop her she was at the door to the den, just her face looking inside. I could tell by her reaction as she jumped back that she must have gotten a good view of my wife and her husband. She kept muttering something as I got her out the front door. She stopped right outside on my porch.

"It's all different when you see it ... his cock going in and out of her. I don't see how you could stand watching him fuck your wife, but I could have hidden and watched them for hours. I wish I had pictures."

"Oh ... I've got pictures."

"You do? How? When?"

"A while back. I acted like I was playing around. Then switched SD cards before they made me delete them."

"You have pictures? How many?"

"Probably a couple of hundred."

"I want to see them."

"I'll make you a copy of the SD card. But, we get Ralph with the theft charges. I don't want Claire knowing I was behind this or every one finding out in court that he was fucking her. I thought your Dad would have taken care of him by now."

"You know how Mormons are. We have to pray to the Prophet about it. I told my Dad that I was still praying. I need Ralph to keep Claire busy until you and I finish our business. You know, round tummy."

Laura made a baby bump motion with her hands. Then she kissed me and walked back home. I went back inside. I couldn't leave the big cum spot on our bed. I wiped at it with a wash cloth and went into the den to watch Ralph and my wife finish up. I thought about what Laura and I had done right in my own house with Ralph and Claire going at it only a few feet away.

Claire saw Ralph out and came to the bedroom. I felt Laura's presence there as I looked at my wife so hung up on getting herself fucked she would never notice. She didn't check on the kids again, coming straight to bed right after a shower. She lay next to me for a few minutes in the dark.

"You could be still fucking me it you wanted. I wouldn't mind a little of your cum in me.. I know it can build up in you, you know like maybe you just need to unload."

"I think I'll be fine. I'm sure you've had enough any how. You know Ralph was the third guy in you today."

"I do need to tell you I'm meeting Ben tomorrow at their cabin in the mountains tomorrow. His wife thinks he'll be fishing. He wants to fuck me there and says he has something to ask me. It sound's important. I told him that I'd tell you I was going to my sister's for a while."

"Okay, except for the mall kid, this is your first on a weekend. I wonder what's up?"

Early the next morning I heard Claire moving around the room at 5:00 AM. I turned on the beside lamp to find her fully dressed in a long sleeve shirt and jeans.

"Why are you up so early?"

"I told you, his wife thinks he is fishing. We have to leave early. I'm leaving the minivan at the grocery and riding up with him."

"I still wonder what he wants."

"Probably mostly he wants some of my pussy. He's pretty randy for a guy in his late fifties."

I had no idea my wife was fucking a guy that much older. I had began to worry when she wasn't home in the late afternoon when the phone rang.

"Sorry I haven't called sooner. The cabin is about four miles out of cell phone range. He just called his wife to tell her he is spending the night. I'll be home tomorrow night. Kiss the kids for me."

"What was it he wanted to ask?"

Either she hung up or the signal was lost. I didn't get an answer to my question.

It was dark when Claire dragged in Sunday night looking the worse for wear. Claire told me how they fucked when they got there. Then went fishing. When it warmed up they stayed in the cabin. Claire could hardly contain herself.

"Guess what Ben wants me to do."

"I have no idea."

"He says I can work from home and work on a commission. I'll be a customer rep and sales person."

"What would you be selling?"

"Ben's always wondered how it would go if his wife would go along and fuck some of his new clients. He isn't going to ask her to do that, but he is going to pay me to pretend to be his wife and see what happens. He says we can go out to try it at the end of the week, a Thursday/Friday kind of thing. If I get an account by fucking some guy it will be my account, my commission."

It was good to fuck Laura again on Monday and Tuesday. If she wasn't knocked up, this would be the last chance of it. It seemed like she got even more wild in bed each time. She loved her new cock swallowing talents and was kind enough not to mention me being smaller in the that department than her spouse.

Tuesday night was a bit melancholy as Laura insisted that we were probably done fucking. It was sad taking my cock out of her for the last time. As we kissed goodnight I didn't want to let go.

"You are a surprising woman. I thought you were a stuck up prudish bitch. That turned out to be far from true."

"Doesn't everybody think that of me? No one knew what's living inside me trying to take control of my very being. I've started finding myself looking at every man and wondering what he'd be like to fuck since you've got me started. That's going to be hard to keep in control."

"I'll help out whenever I can."

"I'll bet you would." Laura smiled and walked away.

My wife and her boss, Ben, left late Wednesday to spend the night in a hotel in Idaho to call on a client early Thursday morning. She called me at noon Thursday to tell me what had happened.

"Ben got us nice hotel room. Yes, I know what you are thinking, he fucked me a couple of times. The client we went to see was a balding man in his forties. Ben had tried to get the account for years. He introduced me as his wife. I could see I had his attention right away. Ben recognized it and ask where to find the restroom. I gave the man a nice smile and crossed and uncrossed my legs."

"How did that work out?"

"I leaned forward and told him how much Ben wanted his business. Then I told him I'd do anything to get him on board. The man swallowed hard. He said he had been had been buying from another company for years. I bluntly told him that my "husband" would be playing golf with a client in the next town all afternoon and that I'd be all alone in the hotel room. The guy was a little more bold than I expected."

"What hotel and what room number is that?" He asked.

"I told him and smiled."

"I might get some time off after lunch. Shall we say somewhere around one?"

"That would be fine with me."

"Let's understand, this is what one would call and unlimited visit, is that correct." He leered at me.

"Just as unlimited as you want it to be if you agree to buy from us."

"If we do that, would you say you'd be by every month or so to take my order, if you know what I mean?"

"As long as you are taking everything that I offer."

"I think we have a deal." We both smiled, then heard Ben clear his throat on the way back down the hall.

"Ben asked me how it went when we walked back to the car. He said it looks like he'd have to find some place to hang out tonight. I told him that he was playing golf in the next town all afternoon."

"I am, am I? I knew that son of a bitch would go for it?" Ben was pumping his fist in the air and kissed me.

"Let's hope he shows up and wasn't just screwing with us."

"You might want to start keeping a list of the guys you fuck before you lose track." I actually laughed at her.

"I like that idea. Maybe with a note about how we met, how he fucked, and how big his cock was. I'll call you tonight."

Claire called right after that to tell me that Ralph had been arrested and would probably be in jail until either a trial or plea bargain. Ralph had stolen more than to pay Claire for pussy. Once they got him talking he wouldn't shut up. I told her about Ralph stealing from the secret fund.

"Claire won't know for a few days. She's out of town on business with her boss until Friday night. I'm not going to tell her."

"With her boss? That sounds interesting."

"Yeah, we'll see how that works out."

I picked the kids up at Emma's after work again. Her husband was always there since banking evidentially didn't take full time when your job mainly entailed fucking people over. I'd like another shot at my mother sometime if I could. She always looked like she wanted it, too.

The kids and I went home to an empty house for the second night. I was Dad, Mom, cook, and housekeeper. With them in bed I sat in the den thinking about Ralph in jail and how many times he'd fucked my wife on my leather couch. Then I thought what if he was in jail with a knocked up wife carrying my kid? Lastly, I thought of my own wife. Claire was probably in the hotel fucking her Ben.

It sound like a tapping of slapping sound somewhere in the house. I went into the hallway. It wasn't coming from the kid's room. It seemed to be in the front entry. I heard it again. Someone or something was tapping on the front door. I opened the door a crack and peeked out. Laura's voice came from out of the dark.

"It sure takes you a long time to answer the door. A girl could feel unwanted."

I pulled her inside and we kissed. She was wearing sweats again with nothing underneath.

"I kind of thought you were done with me." I teased.

"After we talked I wondered what you would be doing all by yourself, what with you wife out of town, and all."

She walked away towards my bedroom, taking off her top and bottoms as she moved ahead of me. In the bedroom I held her naked body against me as we made out. I remembered I should lock the bedroom door. As the latch clicked Laura scooted back on my bed. 

"There's no need to hurry. You can start with eating my pussy."

I made her cum so much neither of use had any idea of the count. Finally feeling guilty about my boner she ordered me to lay down and started kissing all over my cock and stomach. That led to her sucking the head and taking my cock in her mouth. That went on to her using her newly learned deep throat skills as her nose pushed into my pubic hairs and nuzzled against my skin.

Although I had never shot a load in her mouth I'd leaked enough precum that she'd know what it tasted like. When I told her it was time, that I was losing it, an arm went around my hip as she held me in her throat. It felt like I sent enough sperm into her tummy that my balls would have to have been the size of coconuts to hold it all.

Laura didn't say anything about me cumming down her throat. We cuddled together with me kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples. She started playing with my cock and balls.

"We need to get this working. I need this cock in me."

Those words and a couple of minutes with my penis in her mouth led me to shoving my full hardon as deep as I could get it in her pussy. Not that I had forgotten how the now incarcerated Ralph would have gone deeper, but firing blanks into her. It wasn't that either of us were at a frantic pace, but Laura murmured in my ear.

"You know. We don't have to hurry. You might not realize it, but I plan on spending the night."

"You've become a very naughty girl. Do you know that?

We kissed and nibbled at each other for the next hour as my cock plunged in and out of her and her cunt rocked up to encase my dick. She had me close several times while she had several slow and intense orgasms. Her juices alone were soaking a spot below her ass. Finally we were cumming together as I filled her with more of my seed.

I checked the kids. Laura stayed in my bed, legs spread, my cum just starting to appear in her slit. Returning to bed, Laura moved in next to me like we were a married couple. Her nipples pressed into the skin on my chest. I started to wonder about Claire having not called. Laura's hand on my cock distracted me from worrying about that. She got me hard enough to straddle me and get my cock inside her. She moved around on it, forcing in and out of her slit as I went to full hardness..

Then my cell phone rang with my wife's call. I showed it to Laura so she would know to be quiet.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Hon. Sorry to call late."

"How was your day? Did you make the sale?"

"Yes and Yes! The afternoon guy was really sweet. He wasn't bad looking, slim and tall, but pale. With the suit he was wearing he looked like an undertaker. I got a surprise when he undressed. The guy had a cock that looked to be ten inches. It was the longest I've ever had and he knew how to use it. He came to the hotel and fucked me twice while Ben killed time somewhere waiting for us to finish."

Laura wouldn't stop fucking my cock. Then she bent enough to suck my nipples, finally kissing my ear on the other side from my phone. She heard what my wife said and gave me a WTF look.

"We were done by 2:30." Claire continued. "So Ben said we had time to call on another man he had tried to get to buy from us. I was surprised that he was more my age. Ben introduced me as his wife again. Ben got a call from our office, really, and excused himself, saying the call was important. I crossed and uncrossed my legs for the man, being sure he would see the crotch of my panties when I crossed them back again."

Laura stopped the mischievous shit she was doing to me and rested her chin on shoulder to listen.

So, I said to him. "My husband has been trying to get your for business some time. Would you like to hear my offer?"

"Yes, if it's an offer involving you."

"Come to dinner with us tonight. My husband will drink to be sociable, but can't handle his liquor. He'll be out like a light when I get him back to the hotel. I'll let you in the room and you can fuck me on the other queen bed."

"With your husband in the room?"

"Sure, it will be fun! He's not going to wake up."

"Okay, I'll give you my cell number. Call me at home after you are sure he is out and tell me the alarm has been tripped at the business."

"So, that's the way it worked, Sweetheart. Ben pretended to be passed out and watched the whole thing. I sucked the guy's cock and let him fuck me twice. Then Ben had to fuck me after he left."

"How was the second guy in bed?"

"He was pretty good. Really hosed me down inside. Said his wife hadn't fucked him in two weeks. He's going to fax me an order in the morning. Ben said it looks like I'm already making three to five hundred per month on commissions. Of course, I'll have to stop by and fuck this guy some more just like the other one."

"No big cock surprise this time then?"

"No pretty average, but he did make me cum twice. I'm in the bathroom with the fan on so Ben can't hear me call you. He's probably still awake and will want to fuck me again. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you."

The phone went silent. Laura let out a laugh.

"Oh, my God! She really is a whore, isn't she?"

"I'm still lying here with my cock in you. What do you say about that?"

"Okay. So, I'm a little bit of a whore. But, nothing like your wife!"

We rolled over so I was on top and between her legs. My cock was rock hard now from both being with Laura and hearing my wife's story about her day. I pumped into Laura steady until we both cum together. I rolled off, leaving her full of my cum. I pulled her naked body against mine and drifted off to sleep. When I awoke later she was snuggled even tighter against me.

A little after 5:00 AM she woke me with a kiss.

"I'd better get home while it's still dark. I should have set your alarm so there would have been time for you to fuck me before I go home to my empty house. We wouldn't want your kids to find a different Mommy in your bed."

I went back to sleep and dreamed about Laura. A dream where I was between her legs with my cock buried in her. When I awoke my daughter was jumping in bed with me telling me it was time to get up and fix breakfast. I got a hurried shower while they ate. I dressed them and rushed them over to their grandmother's house. I explained to her why I was bringing the kids.

"Claire's father is already at work. That's the way he is. It's just me and your kids. Since Claire isn't home you should come earlier tomorrow. We need to catch up, meaning it's about time you fucked your wife's mother again."

The look was smoldering. I kissed her, fondled a tit, promised to be earlier in the morning and rushed off to work.

Suzy had been off and on about our relationship and our noon time romance. It hadn't been an everyday thing like before. As I had suspected now that she had been sexually active with me she had found a young lad her own age. We met for lunch at her place where I came up with enough semen to get myself off and fill her cunt with my jizz. Lying naked and catching our breath afterwards she let me know.

"I've been seeing a guy my own age. It's getting serious. I've been fucking him. Having you over doesn't seem right."

"Sure, I understand." I felt relief.

"Maybe you and I will still fuck again. Maybe if I don't marry him, and maybe if I do, you know."

I kissed her goodbye.

"See you at work."

That would make life more simple. I loved Suzy's big tits and they way we would fuck, but what with fucking Laura and my mother wanting me to fuck her I was going to have to grow another penis and another set of balls. Plus, truth be told, I preferred the older ladies.

When I got back to work I had a message to see the boss in his office. Shit! I hope he doesn't know about Suzy. Surely she wouldn't have said anything.

"Come in. Sit down." The old assistant manager was sitting beside the boss's desk. "We have some good news and bad news. For the bad news, we passed over you, as you know, for the promotion. The good news, and also, bad news ... the new guy's wife decided she didn't want to leave Chicago to live in Utah. The word was that if he comes here he comes by himself."

"Sorry to hear that, Sir."

"Well, we are back to the good news. You were second on our list. We'd like you to take the assistant manager job. We'll even bump your salary up two thousand a year from what we told you it would be. Are you on board?"

I think if I hadn't drained all my energy into Suzy's cunt a half hour before I would have done a back flip or something. I managed to conceal my exuberance. Still the word was all over the building about my promotion before I got to my old office to collect my stuff. I saw Suzy give me a thumbs up and blow me a kiss.

The old assistant manager was in the office when I carried in my things. He motioned towards a table to put my stuff.

"Suzy looks pretty sharp in the warehouse. Do you suppose she could do your job on a trial basis to see if she could do it? Either way we have to hire someone new, either to replace her on the fork lift or someone to do your old job."

"She's almost like my assistant already. She knows how to fill orders and get things on the truck. She's smart and works hard. Why not give her a try?"




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 05



"We can do that. She's a little rough around the edges. You'll have to learn your job here and still run back and forth to show her the ropes out in the warehouse. I'll stay around a few days to help you through it. You're the new assistant manager. You can go tell her."

I went to the warehouse and called Suzy to my office.

"Be calm. Don't yell or shout, and for God's sake don't react towards me."

"Oh, fuck. Did they find out about us? Are you firing me?"

"No. Be calm. We want to try you out at my old job. It's just a trial. If you show you can do it we will hire a new forklift driver."

Suzy didn't say a word. Hardly blinked an eye.

"Okay. The job starts now. Mine does, too. I'll be in my new office. Call me with even the smallest question and I'll come out."

"Thank you. I won't fuck this up. I promise you."

"Don't screw it up. Bosses don't fuck things up. Be tough, but be a lady. I'm proud of you."

The rest of the day went with me learning the details of being assistant manager. I didn't hear from Suzy at all. I went out on the floor right before quitting time. The orders were filled and everything looked cleaned up and in place.

"I didn't hear from you. Things look good. Any problems?"

"We had a team meeting, the four of us. They want to see a chick do well. I've never seen them work so hard."

Suzy had a big smile. It looked like the girl was going to make it. I went back to my office hoping I wouldn't have to stay late. The old assistant was already gone home and the owner waived to me on his way to the parking lot. I watched though my new office window as the warehouse girls and office staff left for home. No point in me staying. I sat at my new desk for a few minutes, then headed for my car. I wasn't going to tell Claire or Laura about my new job.

I picked up the kids from Emma. Their grandpa gave me a half-assed wave and went back to working on something on his computer. Emma followed us out to the car. As I prepared to drive away she gave me a funny little smirk.

"See you early tomorrow morning." There was an emphasis on the "early".

Later I had the kids fed, dishes done, and about to give them their baths. They hardly missed their mother since she had been going in to full fuck mode with Ralph the whole week. They never even mentioned her.

The next morning I got that early start with the kids. They were both tired and wanted to nap on the couch in front of the television. Emma took my hand to pull me towards her bedroom, making out as soon as we got inside the door. As I unzipped the side of her blue Capri pants I found it was all Emma under there. She wasn't wearing her Mormon under garments. I dropped to my knees to pull her pants down and off. I pushed my face right up into her cunt. When she stepped out of them my wife's Mom opened her stance to give me access and laid her head back and moaned.

I found her completely soaked. I hesitated when I thought briefly about what that meant with her daughter. I looked into her eyes.

"I hope that's all you I'm tasting."

"Sweetheart, I started getting wet as soon as I was out of bed just thinking about this. It's all me. Do you like it?"

I put my face back in her slit to show my approval. The was a lot of girl juices there. I sucked the most of them down my throat. My wife's Mom had a good tasting pussy.

"Let's don't forgot what we are here for." Emma cautioned.

I took a few more slurps at her nectar and stood up to remove her top. It was a red pullover with thick material. As she took the hem to lift it over her head her boobs spilled into view. I was quickly undressed and started playing with her nipples, then mashed them against my skin in a naked embrace. Emma wiggled away from me and sprawled back on the bed with her legs wide open.

There wasn't a lot of time and we both needed the fuck, but I made another quick dive into her wet muff. Rather than resist she held my face against her clit. It only took a couple of nips and nipples to send her off again. That made her slick and slippery for when I buried by cock in her. Even though it was wet she was tight around my shaft.

We were at a pace I would have liked to have kept for hours. Then it allgot to Emma again, with her thrusting hard against my cock, and the proverbial balls slapping against her ass. The sex turned almost violent as my mother humped herself on to my dick. I filled her cunt pretty good with my seed.

A glance at the bedside clock reminded us that there was no time to spare. I pulled out leaving a trail of cum from her slit to down her thigh. She wiped at it with her fingers, then licked it off them with her tongue.

She was grabbing her clothes to get dressed. I couldn't get my clothes on fast enough. I didn't want to be late for my first new day as assistant manager. They wouldn't believe my excuse.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Did you get your morning after pill last time after you let me cum in you? I mean, you don't want my kids to have an Uncle that's their brother."

"I checked my cycle. I probably was pregnant from the load you left in me. I went to the drugstore and got the pill. I sat in the car and read the wrapper. It said to use within 48 hours after sex, no later that 72 hours. I hadn't been pregnant in years. I thought about your seed inside me. I liked the idea of it and waited the whole three days before taking the pill. I almost didn't take it. I could have been a sixty something Mom at a high graduation."

We found my kids asleep so I left for work without disturbing them.

Emma gave passionate kisses before she followed me out the door to my car, She turned to go back in the house. I admired her ass when she turned. She looked back to speak.

"I'm going to stay dressed and see how long it takes this stuff to leak out of me."

Work went well. I blended right into my new job responsibilities. Suzy had the warehouse working fine and orders going out on schedule. When I picked the kids up from Emma her old man was there. My wife's Mom and I got off aside enough to talk.

"I really liked the way your cum felt in me. I got a gooey wet spot at my crotch that I had to hide from the kids. Then after lunch one of the church biddies came over. Part way through the visit the rest of it ran out. She didn't notice the size of the wet spot. When she left I had to diddle myself because I wanted to cum again. Being married to you must be an adventure, with that cock of yours and all.

Damn! If she only knew about my marriage to her daughter.!

The kids got in the car and Emma and I buckled them in. She leaned on the car window as I was ready to leave.

"These on the same pants I had on after you fucked me this morning" She spoke softly. "Can you imagine the mess I have down there now?"

She gave me a wink and and an air kiss as I started to back out of the driveway.

Mr. Mom would have been proud. I had the kids fed, things, cleaned up and was playing with them in my daughter's room. My phone rang. It was my wife checking in.

"Hello?"

"Wanted to let you know how it's going. We're up in Nampa, Idaho tonight. On the way up we called on a company that had bought from us before, but hadn't bought from us lately. The manager explained that the competitor took him out to play golf every month or so. I made him a better offer and he took me to his house at lunch time and fucked me. It was strange being in another woman's house and fucking her husband in their bed. Ben told him we were having trouble with the rental car for an excuse. They guy said he'd take me to lunch while Ben had the car checked. Ben and I play the game well. Ben had already fucked me this morning before we left the hotel so I'm feeling a little full right now.."

"So, another cock, another commission, huh?"

"Yep! You said it! Ben's surprised how well this works. He said he suggested to his wife years ago and she almost divorced him over it. He said if he'd known me then he'd be a millionaire by now. I'm meeting another guy here at the hotel in a few minutes. He thinks Ben is visiting a cousin here in Nampa and leaving me alone in the room. He's really going to a movie. Let me tell you about a problem."

"A problem? Okay, what's the problem?"

"The guy is about fifty and real brash. He just took over the job from a guy they fired, thinking this guy can turn them around. After about 15 minutes Ben excused himself when we were sure the guy was interested in a little sex for business trade. I told him that my husband really needed his business and that I'd do anything to get their account. I pulled my chair up by his desk so he would have a good view of me crossing and uncrossing my legs. I was pretty nervous because I'd never come on to a man like him."

"Well, you're going to have to show me why I should switch to your husband's company." The guy leaned back in his chair and looked upwards at my skirt that I had already let ride up my thighs.

"We ship fast, give good service and have quality products, all with a very competitive price."

"No ... I mean show me the reason I should buy from your company. You are half Ben's age. There must be something that you would like for yourself. Are you going to show me the reason?"

"You need to be more specific."

"Show me the reason, the reason you have under your skirt."

"I almost balked at his suggestion." Claire was telling me. "I almost waited to tell Ben he was going to need a different girl if he wanted the account."

"I assume you showed him what he wanted to see."

"I hesitated, stepped out of my shoes and put one leg up on his desk so he was staring right into my cunt."

"Then??" I had such a hardon listening to her story.

"Then he rolled his chair from behind his desk, reached one hand to my ass and ran his tongue up my slit. It made me cum and he thought he got a load of me but part of it was from my lunch fuck earlier. I let him eat me for a few seconds. Then he kind of took control."

"That's one fine white pussy. I bet you are good with it."

Claire told me they made plans, faking Ben's trip to see his cousin. The man said he usually had a couple of drinks with his buddies on Fridays, but he'd forgo that and come over and give her the fucking she needed.

"What's the problem you aren't telling me? Oh, shit ... you said white pussy?"

"I said white pussy. He's black. I've never considered fucking a black cock."

"It's never crossed my mind either. What do you want to do?" 

"Ben said I should let him come over and see how things go. If I don't want to fuck a black guy, he'd understand, that there were plenty of other accounts."

"Is that what you are going to do?"

"I told you I was waiting for him to come over. If you don't want me to fuck him I won't."

"That's your choice. You've been doing what you've wanted so far. I shouldn't have a say in it."

"Maybe I shouldn't answer the door. I'm not sure I want a black cock in me and you know he isn't going to want to pull out when he cums."

I could hear the knock on the door.

"He's here. I'll call you later to tell you what happens. I love you!"

She was gone. I looked at the phone and put it down. Yes, she loved me alright. Wasn't really sure if she wanted to fuck a black cock? There shouldn't be a decision to make about crossing that line.

All the time I was talking to her I was watching the kids in the tub. Claire never even asked about them. What a cold hearted cock crazy cunt. Yet, there I was with a boner in my shorts.

My phone rang again. Had my wife told the black guy no deal?

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's me. When's you wife coming home? I was hoping for a quickie."

"They've got a late meeting with a client. They're up in Nampa or Boise. They will be spending another night. Want to come over?"

"Can I come a little early? I'm lonesome. Sneak me into your bedroom."

"Sure I was just sitting the kids in front of the television for a few minutes before bed."

I hurried them to the TV and handed them a snack of sugary cereal. Laura tapped on the door. She tiptoed down the hall past where the kids were watching a cartoon. I followed her into the bedroom. Laura took off her sweats and slid under my sheets naked.

"I'm here when you are ready." Laura giggled.

The kids were engrossed in the program and snacking. I really needed to fuck Laura, knowing it was my conversation with my wife that had me so horny. I locked the bedroom door and joined Laura in my bed. Her legs came up exposing her wet snatch. I went in balls deep and began to fuck her with a passion.

"Oh, my. You are sure are glad to see me!" She squealed, then hushed herself when she remembered my kids we nearby.

We fucked hard at each other. I made her cum once and then again when my agitated seed filled her cunt.

"My goodness. I guess that ruins my hopes of getting my cunt eaten." Laura was watching my cum pool in her slit and bubble out."

"No, we'll shower after the kids are asleep. I'll eat your pussy for you."

"God? Who's the whore now?" I asked myself. "I'm as bad as my wife. I don't even know myself any more. Not only am I also the cheater now, my wife has no clue. She's going through cock at an amazing rate and thinks I'm just some poor cocksucker standing stupidly by while she did it."

I smiled at Ralph's wife in my bed. I wiped off my dick and went out to sit with my kids while my neighbor waited for me to come in and fuck her again.

I got the kids kissed goodnight and snuggled in.

"Let's get that shower. You promised to eat me out." Laura was so impish.

After we fumbled with each other in the shower I got Laura laid out on my bed and ate her out properly. Then she sucked me for a while, we fucked again and went to sleep with her back to me and my hand on her boob.

About eleven my phone vibrated. I moved away from Laura sleeping next to me and out of the bed. I answered as I got to the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"I let him fuck me. I fucked a black man. I've been putting off calling not knowing how to tell you."

I didn't know what to say. The silence probably lasted a minute.

"Are you still there?" My wife asked.

"Yes. I guess I'm a little stunned. You sounded like you wouldn't do it when we talked earlier. I just assumed you and Ben were out on the town. Why did you change your mind?"

"I let him in the room. He was sweet and polite. Not the arrogant asshole I thought he was at the office. We talked a little while with him sitting in the chair. Then he sat on the bed beside me and kissed me."

"You let the black man kiss you?"

"Yes, it was nice."

"Did you kiss him back?"

"Yes, I kissed him back. We made out a few minutes, feeling each other up, with me ending up on my back. He was still kissing me, his hand was under my dress."

"You let him feel your pussy?"

"He worked a finger into my cunt. I let him do that for several minutes while we kissed some more. Then I got off the bed, took off my clothes and laid back down. He stood at the foot of the bed looking at me and undressed himself. I was wet and his cock was sticking out rock hard. I opened my legs for him and he got between them and pushed the head of his cock at my slit."

"Jesus Christ, Claire. I didn't think you could do it."

"I looked at how black his cock looked against my pussy, then compared his dark skin to my own. He pushed the head in me. I raised my legs and spread them wider to give him better access. He fucked his cock right into me. His balls were against my ass. I started a slow rhythm as I fucked up against his cock. Then he began to pump harder up into me. Then it got frantic. I started to cum and before I realized it I could feel his sperm flood into me."

"The black guy put his load of cum in you, and you let him."

"What was it going to hurt? I'm not having any more babies." She was trying to defend herself for her actions.

I let the phone be silent for a long time while I thought about the black man cumming in my wife.

"Are you still there? Are you mad?"

"Yes. I'm mad. I didn't think you start fucking black guys. Was he big?"

"No, not that big. Big around, but about like Ralph. It was incredible watching him pull his black cock from my pussy. He had it so far up in me his cum didn't run out when he pulled out even though I could feel how messy he made me in there. He stayed on his knees looking at my slit and commented that he'd never seen a woman that didn't leak it back out."

"Why did that happen?"

"I don't know. I clamped down trying to hold it inside me. I guess it worked. He was amazed. I even stood up and twirled around and was able to hold it inside me. I could feel there was a lot in there. I just clamped tight with my cunt muscles and held it inside me. I'd never tried that before. It was weird, but nice in an odd sort of way. I laid back on the bed. He was ready to fuck me again. His cock was hard and he had it lined up with my pussy."

"I don't know where that last one went, but I'm going to put another load in there."

"Never underestimate the power of white pussy." I giggled.

Then I let the whole mess gush from my cunt, down my ass, and onto the hotel sheet.

"Did he fuck you again?"

"I moved over to a dry spot on the sheet and he fucked me twice more."

"I've always heard black cocks were a foot long and once you go black you never go back."

"If it was a foot long I wouldn't have minded a bit. But, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Wait! Did you get your new customer?"

"Yeah." Claire laughed. "You bet I did."

The next morning Laura was up at six wanting to fuck.

"If Claire is still in Nampa they won't be home for a while. It's got to be a six hour drive." Laura reasoned.

Her mouth went over my cock and she worked it down in her throat.

"I'll bet that was something you'd never dreamed you'd be doing ten days ago."

"Well, I like it. Do you want me to stop?"

I enjoyed watching her take me to the root, my whole length going easily down her throat now.

"If you don't stop it will be too late."

Laura withdrew for a second.

"No it won't."

Then she took it all the way down again, holding it in her throat for what seemed like forever, her making just the tiniest of movements. Then repeated it twice more. The last time my balls sent my whole load down her throat.

"I wasn't expecting you to do that."

"You've got a lot to do today. That will take the edge off for you." Laura smiled. "Let me strip the sheets and get them in the washer for you. Claire might wonder why you had different ones on the bed otherwise."

I grabbed her naked body and gave her a hug and tried to kiss her. She pulled away and ran the back of hand over her mouth.

"I probably shouldn't kiss you. I need to brush my teeth."

"You can use my toothbrush." I offered.

"Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of brushing in the first place?"

"Then use Claire's. She'll like the taste or won't even notice."

"Really?? She didn't take it with her?"

"I think she took a travel one that folds into the handle. If it's in the bathroom it would be the blue one."

Laura looked in the room and laughed.

"It is in here. Hell, why not?

I heard her giggle and then heard her start to brush. Back in the bedroom she gave me that kiss.

"There that should be better."

"Now you taste like Ralph." I kidded her.

Laura poked me in the chest and laughed, then pushed me on the bed.

"I guess you should know. She probably sucked him a lot."

Laura went home. I went back to bed to wait for the kids to wake me. Before they got the chance the phone rang.

"Hello?"

Just wanted to let you know Ben and I are just checking out of the hotel. We'll get some breakfast and be on our way. I'll see you after 2 o'clock.

I didn't say anything.

"You aren't saying anything. You're still hung up on me letting a black guy fuck me, aren't you? We'll talk about it when I get home. I love you."




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 06



Crossing the line on the black cock thing was eating at me. To make things worse after all she had done my wife wanted to go to church Sunday. My wife and Laura spoke to each other. Usually it was just a wave. My wife had just found out that Laura knew she had been fucking her husband.

I don't know how that went. Especially when they hugged and seemed to be all smiles. I couldn't wait to see what was said.

"The bitch is trying to be all sweetness. She knows I fucked her husband for money. It was like a giant club over my head while we talked. Then she told me she went to see Ralph this morning. Another prisoner had beat the shit out of him."

"Do you think that should make you mad at her? It's not her fault you fucked her husband and he's in jail. Cheer up." I sneered. "Tomorrow is black cock Monday."

"Fuck you!"

"Nice church mouth sweetheart."

"Fuck you again, asshole."

"You have no reason to be mad at me either. You've taken free rein. There are your two kids that aren't sure they even have a Mom any more. There's more to life than cock, Claire."

"Leave the kids out of this!"

"That's what you've already done."

"Fuck you!"

We went to her folks house after the church. I didn't see how she could take her black fucking cunt to church or her parent's house. Her sister, her husband, and family were there. My father was going to be cooking in the back yard. My mother-in-law looked pretty wearing a long skirt and long sleeve blouse.

My son fell asleep in my arms while his mother paid a lot of attention to Brian, her sister's husband. Brian was trying to be the center of everything. Claire laughed at all his stale jokes while her sister gave a look of non-approval to the way my wife had worked herself close to her husband.

"Hey, I'm going to put this kid down for a nap." I whispered.

"I'll go with you. I need to make more lemonade."

My mother followed me into the house.

"Need any help?" My son was sound asleep in a spare bedroom.

"I could use some help under my skirt." Emma teased. "You don't happen to have a load of cum you could spare, do you? There's nothing under there but me and a wet spot wanting you."

My sexy mother had it all planned. From the kitchen sink we had a view of the back yard. She bent over. I raised her skirt over her back revealing her sweet pussy and that wet spot she had told me about. I loved the way she felt inside as I worked my way into her.

"There's no time for romance. Fuck me hard and pump your sperm into me."

I had my cock out of my pants and into her cunt in no time. Emma was cumming quickly. In turn her fucking back against me and begging for my seed made short work of me. I delivered the load she wanted as deep inside her as I could get it.

Out the window my wife had started to pat Brian on the arm when she would talk to him. Her sister looked like she was about to cry. She stood up abruptly and started towards the house. I pulled out of Emma and stuffed my mostly soft cock in my pants. Emma was a blur smoothing down her skirt.

"Tell her I'm in the bathroom." Emma hurried down the hall.

Julie, my wife's sister pouted into the room. I was innocently looking out the window. Her dad was trying to get the fire going in the grill. Julie came up behind me.

"Are you watching them out there?"

As she asked Claire put her hand on Brian's arm and held it there. I wondered how he would feel if he knew my sexy wife was fucking black cock just a couple of days before. I didn't answer her. She stepped a little closer to put her hands by the sink as she leaned out to watch them. I could feel her nipples lightly brush me.

"I don't like her touching my husband like that. Do you think she's been fucking him?"

"I think she's been pretty well accounted for lately. I didn't know you had that word in your mouth."

"Even the best of ladies are going to say fuck when someone messes with their husband."

My wife still had a hand on Brian's upper arm. I couldn't see her other arm because of the picnic table. It did look like she might have her hand on his upper thigh near his cock.

"She's your sister. What do you think?"

"I think if they were alone she would be fucking him. He'd have his cock shoved up her slutty cunt. And, thanks for listening. Keep an eye on your wife. I don't mean just now."

She brushed my lips with a sister type kiss.

"I'm not sure I want kissed with a mouth with all those dirty words in it." I teased.

She kissed me again, this time with some tongue. By the time she pulled away her tits had been mashed against my chest and I had my hands on her ass.

"I think you do like it. What do you think of those dirty words now?"

Julie gave a little wave and blew a kiss. She went to lay down in one of the bedrooms. Maybe with what was going on in the backyard she need a little bit of naughty for herself. I looked out back. My wife's hand was moving like she either had Brian's cock out under the table or was jacking him off through his pants. She saw me watching and gave me a defiant smile, tilting her head from side to side and licking her lips.

"Where's Julie?" Emma stepped into the kitchen.

"We've got two napping now. She's in the guest room."

"It took me a little while to clean up down there. Nice job. I need a rematch when we have more time."

"I'd like a rematch, too."

I patted her pussy through her skirt. Emma gave a quick look around and kissed me.

"Was Julie okay?"

"She was fed up with Claire paying too much attention to Brian. In her own words she asked me if I thought Claire was fucking him."

"There is a history."

"History?? 

"I thought Claire was a virgin."

Well, she was ... at one time ... but not when you married her!"

"When Julie and Brian got married they lived with us. Every time there was five feet between them Claire would be in the middle acting all silly and giggly. If Julie would be tired and went to bed early Claire would stay up with him while he studied. One day I was at the church and then out shopping. Brian was home sick in bed and Claire was supposed to be in school. I went to look in on Brian and there he was on top with Claire's legs in the air. In butcher shop terms he was 'bone in'."

"What did you do?"

"I said 'Sorry' and looked at his cock move in and out of her for a few seconds."

"They didn't stop?"

"It was an hour before they came out of the bedroom. What could I say that wouldn't break up a marriage?"

"What happened after that?"

"Same thing over and over again. If Claire had a chance to fuck she'd be fucking him. Hundreds of times, some times several times per day if they were left alone long enough. Julie never found out as far as I know."

The little light bulb was on in my head. Maybe Claire was always a cock whore. She just didn't do it after we married. I tried to think back on how she pulled off the "virgin thing" with me.

"Oh, my Jesus! Is she cheating on you?"

"I don't Emma? Have you seen anything?"

"No, unless it's when I keep the kids while she goes shopping."

"She told me you wouldn't watch the kids for her to shop. She even talks about the cute things the kids did in the store. I wonder who else she's been with?"

"Maybe not who else, but how many?"

When went back out in the yard with the lemonade. Claire straightened up and put her hands on the table. Emma asked how the steaks were coming along. I looked at Claire.

"Maybe you should go check on your son."

"I'm sure he's okay. You were just in there. Why don't you go check on him?"

My daughter was giggling as she helped her grandpa cook. I wondered how what was going on around him fit into his church. I got up to go inside.

"While you're in there look in on Julie, would you?" Emma asked.

My son was fine. Julie wasn't napping.

"She's been fucking him, hasn't she? Don't lie to me."

I lowered down on the bed beside her, but didn't answer. Tears started to form in her eyes. I gave her a soft kiss. She came back with the tongue and locked her arms behind my neck. I took the opportunity to play with her nice tits. The nipples poked out against my palm. I worked down, then back up under her dress. Even though her garment blocked me she opened her legs to give me access to her crotch.

I nudged against her slit. There was chaos on the bed as Julie struggled to get her lower garment off. Her open cunt was now fully exposed to me.

"I've put off doing this for too long. Fuck me!"

The problem wasn't getting a hardon. The problem was getting it out of my pants. Julie had an evil look in her eye as she looked over my hard erection. I moved down to fuck her.

"Wait!"

Julie dived towards my cock and sucked it into her mouth. She was quickly gagging as I hit the back of her throat. After bobbing it in and out of her mouth several times Julie went on her back.

"I always wanted to to that to a guy! I might want to do that again."

I was thinking about how she had just sucked my cum and her Mom's cunt juices down her throat.

My cock was a little slow going in. Julie was pretty tight. If Brian does Claire again I hope he notices the difference. I started fucking Julie. No telling when we'd hear the sliding glass back door or my son would wake up in the other room. Julie let out a little laugh.

"Sorry. It's not about you. I was thinking those two are out there looking lustfully at each other and here we are inside fucking."

"You're a good fuck ... for a sister."

"You're a good fuck ... for a brother."

We were both ready to cum.

"Is this a good time for you to cum inside you?"

"It's a good time for me. I don't know about Brian. He'd have to pay to raise it."

Julie locked her legs over my ass. Safe or not, she wasn't going to let me pull out of her. When she started rocking into me we both gasped from the power of the orgasm.

She hurried into the guest bath to clean up.

"Wait for me!"

She left the door open. I watched her wipe a handful of toilet paper between her legs. She hid her lower garment in the bottom of the backpack she carried for her kid's stuff. Julie and her Mom were going to be naked under their skirts with my cum in them. It seemed silly that I was worried about Claire not being faithful. It was time to join the others in the backyard.

"You go ahead. I'll come out in a few minutes." I told Julie.

"No, we'll go out together."

She pulled my hand towards the door. I opened it and stepped outside, turning around to offer my hand again.

"Look who I found napping." Did I sound too cheerful?

Julie wouldn't let go of my hand. She led me over to the picnic table and sat next to her mom, pulling me beside her. Brian's eyes darted from me to Julie and back. Claire didn't seem to give a shit. Emma reached behind Julie to poke me in the side with her finger. I looked behind to Emma as she mouthed words to me.

"Shame on you!" 

Then Emma grinned and patted her daughter on the thigh. Maybe she thought the scales had tipped slightly to her older daughter's favor. I had to deal with not getting a hardon while knowing I was sitting by two beautiful, yet unfaithful Mormon wives, as they wore nothing under their dresses from the waist down.

The steaks were good. Early in the evening Claire announced that we had to get home. She was leaving at 3:00 A.M. for Idaho.

Right inside our door Claire told me that I was in charge of the kids. She looked at me with a taunting look.

"Tomorrow I'll be getting myself filled with black cock and black seed."

Claire didn't say black cock and black seed. She used the N-word and hissed as she said it.

The next morning I heard her shower and slip out of the house. I watched from the front window. Ben pulled up just as she reached the street. There was enough light from the street light that I could see them kiss for a moment before they drove off into the night. Claire didn't tell me or the kids good bye as she left in pursuit of her own desires.

Later I dropped the kids off at Emma's. Her husband was leaving for work. Emma pulled me into the kitchen.

"Thanks for the good time yesterday."

"Oh, you are so welcome."

We kissed, giving me a chance to grab at her ass.

"And, thanks for what you did for Julie. It's been a long time coming."

"What did you think I did?" I knew denial wasn't going to work.

"You know. She had a glow about her that a woman only gets in one way. Everyone had to know except for her father. If you two need help getting together let me know. I'll do what I can to help."

By nine o'clock I had been at my desk for a while. Suzy was doing fine at her new job. Things were coming easy for me. Then my phone rang,

"Hi, Honey. We are going to be in Nampa soon. I'll be hooking up with the black guy again for lunch Just wanted you to know I'll have his jizz in me. Black cock, black cum."

Claire was not using the word black, again using the N-word as she taunted me. I pictured the guy between her legs. Squirting her full of cum. I realized she was no longer on the phone. Just a call to give me the message.

At 2 o'clock my wife was a lot more animated. I thought it was about the black guy. Part of it was.

"We got in Nampa with a couple of hours to spare. Ben pulled up in front of this old store front with faded signs."

"This guy has a lot going on. He's never agreed to talk to me. Stone cold Mormon." Ben sounded grim.

"Ben and I went inside. It looked like we weren't getting by the front desk There were a row of offices on the second floor. I could see a man looking out toward us. The phone rang. Several words were exchanged between the caller and the girl at the desk. She told us that he would see us. Ben gave me one of those surprised looks. We went towards the back and up the stairs. A door opened and we were welcomed into kind of an old fashioned office."

"After a few hellos the old man never took his eyes off me. Ben was trying to make a sale and get a client. The old guy wasn't even listening to him. He kept smiling at me and I keep smiling back."

Then I told him.

"Sir, my husband would love to have your account. I slid a list of things that we sold across his desk. He didn't even look at it."

"I've got seven businesses. We buy a lot of stuff that's probably on that list. Make me an offer and I won't even have to look at your list."

"Would I be too blunt if I told you that you can name whatever it is you want to close a deal?"

"If I can be blunt I haven't seen a pussy on a young woman like you in forty years."

"That's the deal? You want to see my pussy?" I moved my legs apart a little.

"Maybe a little more than see it."

"Are you wanting to fuck me? Is that what you want? Business is business. My husband can be very understanding if you fucking me gets us your business."

"Who would be my salesperson ... you or him?"

"Oh, I'll be your salesperson?" I wiggled as I answered him.

"Deal then! Whatever's on your list if we buy it we will buy it from you."

"We both looked at Ben. He nodded approval."

"Got a little apartment in the back for company. No reason to fuck on a desk when you have a bed for the little to spread out on."

Then he turned and pointed at Ben.

"See you in about an hour. Then I'll bring your sweet little wife back to you."

"Take off your shoes." He told me. "No reason for my granddaughter downstairs to hear your heels across the wood floor. Don't need any rumors around town. It's going to be hard enough to explain to my cousins why I won't be buying from them any more." 

Claire told me what happened.

"The old guy was late 60's to early 70's. Not that he didn't get hard right away. He led me to the bed in the bed in the apartment. I undressed and waited for him on the bed. He had his garments on under his clothes, laying them gently over a chair. He cock wasn't much over four inches so you can imagine I had to work at it so I'd feel tight to him. He lasted about fifteen minutes somehow with his little cock wobbling around inside me. There wasn't much when he came in me."

"We laid naked talking on the bed. He had like twelve kids, sixty grandkids, and forty some great grandkids. I was adding that all up and realized that over a hundred babies had started from the same seed the old man had put inside me. He said he wouldn't mind fucking me again if he could get it up. I helped him out with a blowjob then gave him a choice. He said he wouldn't turn down good pussy to cum in some whore's mouth."

Then she went on to tell me about her black lover, again, not referring to him as black, but as the N-word.

"I didn't clean up a lot from the old Mormon because there wasn't a lot there. Ben had decided to get connected hotel rooms and early check in. I called to have the black guy to meet me there. We arrive at almost the same time. I undressed and laid on the bed with my legs open because I really needed that big black cock in me. He crossed me up by dropping his face into my crotch. I don't know how I would have explained it anyway, but there was no time to warn him out of there. His tongue slurped right up my slit. He commented that I was sure wet and ready for him. He didn't seem to have a clue that I had just been Mormon fucked. I let him eat me until he made me cum."

(A reminder that whenever I write black my wife was using the N-word over the phone.)

"I was ready for his black cock in me. He had other ideas. I needed to return the favor. He waved his cock at my mouth and I caught the head with my lips, sucking him inside my mouth. He must have liked it. I felt his nut sack shrink up a little and his black cock pulse ready to send his black seed down my throat. I jerked him from my mouth and told him wasn't getting any of that until her fucked me."

"I was getting what I wanted as his black cock parted my wet cunt lips. He stroked into me, stretching me wide open until he brushed against my cervix. I was getting black fucked again and I loved it. After he shot his cum in me the first time he never pulled out. Ten minutes laying there with his black cock in me had him ready to go again and me craving more of his black seed. When he finished the second time he pulled out we laid there with his half hard dick against his thigh shining with my juices and his cum. I put my hand around the base and sucked the tip into my mouth. Cum was still leaking from his shaft. I swallowed it and began to clean his shaft with my lips and tongue. I loved the taste of our cum mixed together."

There was nothing I could think of to say. She was fucking him, but fucking with my mind.

"His black cock was swelling in my mouth. I remembered promising he'd get his blow job after he fucked me. It took a while until he tensed and put a load of his black sperm in my mouth. He wanted to see it before I swallowed it. There was so much I couldn't open my mouth very far without losing some of it. He smiled his approval as I gulped it down."

"Not knowing what the evening would bring I asked if he could get away to see me later. His wife had someplace for him to go. He jokingly said he could send his brother. Brother?? His brother was staying with them while he went to college on a sports scholarship. College made me ask how old he was. The kid was just a freshman, eighteen years old."

"Do you want me to send him over?"

"Really?"

"Yeah, the kid likes pussy. He'll come over. It will have to be after practice."

"Okay ... I guess so. Send him over."

"Call me when you're ready for him. How about tomorrow for me?"

"We will be in Boise the next two days, then he's got some leads up around Cascade."

"Can you come back through here Friday?"

So then Claire said to me.

"So, I've got a date with another eighteen year old tonight. A different Black stuffing me with hard black cock and loads of black seed!"




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 06



Again, with the N-word in place of everywhere she said black. The phone was dead. I looked around my office. She didn't say she'd call me later or ask about her kids Thank God she didn't tell me that bullshit about she loved me

On my side of the story I had Laura in my bed by 8:30 to fuck and spend the night. I hadn't heard shit from my wife and hoped she wouldn't call. I wouldn't care if she didn't call the whole week. But around 11:30 Laura had cuddled with her ass up against my groin. Then my phone rang. It was Claire calling. I was going to get up out of bed because I knew the shit she'd have to say. Shit that I didn't want Laura to hear. Before I could make a move Laura spun around and place her bare tits against my chest and put her arms around my neck. She impishly kissed me before I could hit the button to answer. Once released ...

"Hello?"

"Hi, Sweetie! Long night. Did I wake you?"

"I was pretty much asleep"

Laura was smiling in my face. Her eyes twinkled with mischief.

"I know it's late, but if the black kid didn't have a curfew I swear we would still be fucking."

Laura's eyes widened. Claire was so excited. Her use of the N-word was embarrassing.

"The kid would fuck me with that black cock, fill me with his black sperm, rest a few minutes, then fuck me again. He fucked me like that five times and I sucked his black seed into my mouth twice. His cock must have been two inches longer than his brother's and just as thick. I'm glad his brother loosened me up this afternoon."

"The thing must have been a foot long then from what you told me about his brother." I commented.

Laura was in total disbelief of what she was hearing, but hung on every word.

"If it wasn't a foot long it sure hit the right spots. I had the whole thing buried in me. You wouldn't believe how deep it felt when his black jizz spurted into me."

I needed to change the subject.

"How's Ben? Did you get a new accounts?"

"I guess Ben's okay. We have our connected rooms. I checked on him. He's already asleep. My luck changed on the accounts. We made three calls. None of them seemed like they'd go anywhere so I didn't press my luck or offer any pussy. Truth be told after a black cock lunch meeting I wasn't in the mood for another puny cock on some white guy. No offense, Sweetheart."

"Sure. None taken."

"Talk to you later."

The line went dead. Laura had an OMG look on her face.

"You wife is a black cock size queen. What a whore!

"Do you think?"

I wasn't going to defend her. Laura rolled me on my back and straddled me.

"What are you doing?"

"I may not do it, but hearing her tell about it got me hot a hell."

There was no way I could argue because I had one hell of a hard on from hearing, too. Laura's cunt worked down over me. She began slow movements up and down. She put her hand on her stomach.

"Twelve inches of black cock. That would be twice as deep. It would be way up in here." She indicated with her hand. "And, she said it was really thick?"

"Yeah, she said it was really thick, Laura."

Thank God I made her cum. Or, the thought of Claire black fuck buddies made her cum. I was pretty much depleted from earlier, yet I made a small contribution to Laura's wetness.

Laura still spent every night, we'd fuck and she'd slip home in the morning. I pretty well had my new job down. Things were going well. Claire got several new accounts in Boise and one in Cascade. From the stories she fucked nine new guys in four days and really racked up the commissions. Ben was happy even though they had connected rooms my wife would be in his bed when he woke up.

Friday just as I was about to leave work I got the call from Claire.

"We're back in Nampa. Both brothers will be over to the motel tonight. One will have to get home by around ten, but the kid is spending the night. I probably won't get a chance to call. I'll talk to you again when we leave in the morning."

So, it was going to be another Saturday afternoon return for the fuck princess. I called Laura to come over. She thought my wife would be home so she had made plans to go see her sister.

Every night when I'd pick up the kids my father would be home. I was wanting to get to Emma again. So what is it when you have a mother-in-law you'd like to fuck? Instead of a MILF would it be a MILILF? Anyway, I wanted to fuck her again. I stopped in to pick up the kids. With my wife on the road in Idaho and her husband playing golf again I should be able to score with Emma Saturday morning.

"Do you notice anything different?" Emma had me looking around the room.

"I have your kids napping and the old man is at the church office meeting with a young couple about marriage problems."

"I didn't know he was a Bishop."

"Since we are at different Wards I guess you wouldn't know unless Claire told you."

"Oh, my Lord! I've screwed the Bishop's wife."

"You sure have! And, she's grateful for it. She'll be grateful again if you'll just quietly follow me into her bedroom."

I was grateful, too. Emma was grateful, and very appreciative. I'd be back in the morning and we'd be grateful all over again while the Bishop played golf with his buddies.

I had the kids up, fed, and dressed when their mother called.

"Hello?"

"What a night. I didn't get any sleep at all. I'm a mess. I'll shower then Ben and I will be on our way. Probably home around four o'clock. The brothers arrived separately. I'd already been fucked good when the kid got here. He said he hadn't had a pussy all week. He promised me a big load from his huge cock. Boy, did he not disappoint! His brother laughed about how much he flooded me. We all laughed about how much they liked married white pussy."

"I found myself wiping black seed from my cunt between fuckings. They took turns until ten o'clock. Then it was just me and the eighteen year old and his foot long black cock. He fucked me a couple of more times. Then he had an idea."

"There's a buddy of mine we could go pick up if you'd like some variety in your little white twat."

"That could be interesting. He he hung like you and your brother?"

"Maybe not so much, but I sure more than any white cock you'd be getting"

"Come on you can tell me. How big is he? I'd rather have a lot of you."

"I can't keep up with your married cunt all night long. If you want that much cock in that thing we're going to need some help."

"It was twenty miles from Nampa to Boise to pick up the other kid, a team mate of his, also eighteen. Once out of the lights of Nampa he pulled his shorts down to his knees. His cock flopped across his thigh. I put my knees in the seat so I could reach over the console to get my mouth on his black dick. He started driving slower and I started sucking harder. He soon pulled off the road, then shot his load in my mouth for me to swallow. I swallowed his seed down and started sucking him more."

"You need to quit that." He scolded me. I don't want it sticking out when I pick up my buddy."

"Okay, I'll be good."

My wife didn't use the N-word that time. Black cock and black cum were black cock and black cum.

"A much smaller black guy came out and got into the back seat."

"You can sit back here with me if you want."

Claire paused for a moment. Probably picturing the scene again for herself.

"I got in the back seat. He pulled down his gym shorts. He had nothing on underneath. I was ready to fuck her right there. There wasn't that much room so I started sucking his cock. The voice from the front seat told the new guy that I had given a hell of a blow job on the way over. I sucked him the whole way back to the motel in Nampa. His cock was pretty good size, slightly bigger than poor Ralph's. Unlike the other two I could get him down my throat."

"As we were pulling up to the motel parking lot the voice from the front said if we were going to finish he needed to cum in my mouth right then. I was deepthroating his black dick, but I wanted to taste his cum. I jacked him off while I held the head and a couple of inches against the back of my throat. He pulsed and blasted a big load in my mouth. Then things got a little weird."

"Hey now, don't be swallowing that yet. I want to seem my cum in your married white mouth."

Claire paused a moment before she shared the next part.

"I opened my mouth to show him."

"Shit, Baby. It's too dark in the car to see anything. Hold it in your mouth 'til we get into the room!"

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I held it in my mouth until we were in the room I showed it to him. Then the other one wanted to see, too. Then back to the new guy. The two eighteen year olds were trying to see how long I'd hold his cum in there."

"What did you do?" 

"I sat on the edge of the bed swishing it around my mouth and showing it to them refusing to swallow any of his big load. The brother thought he had the answer. He pushed me back on the bed and pumped his huge cock deep inside me. He started fucking. I started to cum and knew I couldn't hold it any longer. I swallowed and moaned through one hell of an orgasm."

"True to their word they took turns fucking me the rest of the night. Funny thing, with all that cock, one 12" of black meat, and I'm not even sore. I went into Ben's room about 6:30 A.M. when they left. It was a fun night. Blacked fucked twenty to thirty times with three different guys. Talk more when I get home."

Black was still Black. The N-word didn't come out this time.

Meanwhile, on to Emma's. The house was empty except for her. My poor parenting skills put my kids in front of the cartoons with a bowl of fruit flavored cereal, no milk. My poor parenting skills also put my cock as deep as I could get it in Emma with her thrashing around under me as I probed into her pussy. She managed to cum when she realized I was delivering a load of my seed in her.

We listened to the kids talk in front of the TV for a few minutes. Then Emma started on a new subject.

"It was pretty obvious what went on between you and Julie on Sunday. I don't see my daughter with a just-fucked look very often. The girl's been floating a foot off the ground and giddy all week. After you left last night Julie came over to confess to me what you two had done. She wasn't really apologetic about it and seemed defiant about whether I disapproved or not. She told me she thought your wife and her husband might have had something going on. She went on to say whether they did or not she was glad she let you fuck her."

"Mom, what would you think if I told you that I wanted to fuck him again, not so rushed next time?"

"Maybe we can all get up to the cabin one weekend and you to can go off together."

"That's sort of complicated. Brian's out of town next week on Thursday. Could you watch the kids? If Claire's out of town maybe have them spend the night?"

"I told her I could." Emma smiled at me. "Be expecting a phone call. Meanwhile, I'm expecting more cock right now."

I was getting fucked with my mother on top. The woman knew how to use her cunt. Ten minutes later we were again in perfect synch as my balls unloaded as she ground down with her hot little pussy.

"Um .. that was good." I held her tits as she rested above me. "I need to fuck the Bishop's wife more often."

"Yes, you do. And, next week you need to fuck the Bishop's other daughter. Julie's really looking forward to it."

I left the kids with their grandmother so I could get the weekend's shopping done. The Bishop was home when I stopped by to pick the kids up. The usual wave and Hi, how are you. Most Bishop's are assholes and this guy had to be one of the biggest. It was still a couple of hours before my wife would be home when I had everything put away. I kicked back and played with my children.

Claire came home to join us.

"You look happy and well rested."

"I should. I slept most of the way home in the car. And, you know the reason I look happy." 

My wife smiled and patted her tummy at about her navel. I guess that would indicate about where a twelve inch black cock would reach. Things were better this time. She hadn't fucked Ben on the way. The sweat and cum from three black guys had been showered away that morning. The rest of the weekend was pretty cool. She begged off church or going to her parent's house.

"Are you and Ben going on the road again next week?"

"Yeah, there's a lot of money in Idaho. We thought we'd hit there again?"

"Back to Nampa?"

"No, we thought we'd go up I-15. There's money up there, too, you know. And, maybe some black cock."

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I kind of cringed thinking of three black guys getting sucked off my her just over a day earlier. There was no way I was fucking her any time soon.

"Isn't your period going to be this week?"

"No, probably not. The doctor put me on the birth control pills that cuts my period down to a few times per year. I need to go see him again."

"Is something wrong?"

"No, I haven't seen him for a while and there's a lot to be said about fucking your doctor."

Claire slept naked with me. After another shower, good soap and fragrance she smelled like my wife again. I wasn't going to touch her. By 4 o'clock in the morning she slipped out without goodbyes again. She and Ben were headed up I-15 to Pocatello. Monday was a success as she landed two new accounts by fucking an owner and a purchasing manager. She said she and her boss were going to fuck and call it a night.

Laura came over hot as hell.

"I've been thinking all weekend about your wife fucking black guys. I want to do it."

"I thought you said my wife was a skanky whore for black cock. What changed your mind?"

"I talked to my sister about it. She wants to fuck one herself."

"Isn't she married?"

"Technically I am, too."

"What's your plan?"

"Let's go out tomorrow night as husband and wife to a club. I'll pair off with some guy and see how it goes."

She fucked me three times and sucked my cock twice. I wasn't sure I'd be able to work the next day. I waited until afternoon to call Emma about watching the kids.

"Emma? I got to work an inventory problem tonight. It's probably going to go late. Can you watch the kids?"

"Sure. Just be sure Thursday night stays open for Julie. If it's after nine I'll put the kids to bed and keep them overnight."

Salt Lake isn't a hot bed for Jazz Clubs, Soul, or whatever someone would expect for the black scene. Laura wanted to start out a place called the "Urban Scene" in downtown. I've never been a party person and as a Mormon Laura had been all about the church. The music was loud to where would could hardly talk. At nine a live band took over and the place got raucous. We were sitting at a table watching about ten couples dance while everyone else seemed more interested in drinking.

Laura had been watching a couple of black guys dancing with a lady and another few were sitting in groups at tables. One table had three black guys and a really fucked out looking white woman. The woman looked about five months pregnant. We wondered if the one she seemed most interested in was the guy that knocked her up or if he was just part of the latest line off blacks she was fucking.

"I bet she ends up fucking all three." Laura was almost screaming in my ear.

The song ended and the a black man walked away from his dance partner and came over to us, speaking to Laura.

"You don't seem to be dancing. Could I have the next dance?" 

He put his hand out to lift her to her feet. Then spoke to me.

"Let me take your wife for a little spin around the floor. She's too pretty just to side at the side and watch."

He told me his name. I couldn't figure out what he said. The music started again. Laura looked small next to the huge black man that was really good with his moves. Hell, I'd look small next to him. He'd get his hands on her waist and she'd get close enough to slide her figure against him.

They stayed out on the floor for the next dance. He danced her towards the other side of the floor away from me. His hands were getting on her ass and a couple of his dance moves were pretty obscene. Laura danced back at him in a fake fucking motion without touching him. It seemed the other dancers kept blocking my view. Every move she made was saying I'm married, I'm white, fuck me.

I had noticed another table with three black guys drinking alone. When the second song ended one of them jumped up to dance with Laura while her new friend rested in his seat. The next dance was not as loud and a lot slower. Still another of the group danced the slow song with her. By the end of the dance there wasn't anyone in the place that didn't know she wanted black fucked.

The band announced a fifteen minute break. The place was loud with conversation in the band's absence. I think most of it was about Laura, the wanted to be black fucked Mormon wife. The first black man walked her across the dance floor to our table holding her hand. She was bouncing around like a high school girl at her prom. He bent over the table to talk to me with Laura right at his side.

It was like a line out of a porno story online.

"Hey, Man. We're going to take your little white wife and fuck her little married pussy full of black cock and sperm."

I looked at Laura to see if she was going along with it.

"Do you want me to go along to be sure you are okay?"

Like I could go along and protect her from four black guys she wanted to fuck her.

"She'll be fine. Me and the boys will fuck her and get her home before it's light enough for the neighbors to see her sneak in."

Laura walked away with him with a little sway to her ass as if one of them had already fucked her. Dozens of pairs of eyes watched her leave with the four of them. I hurried outside into the shadows to try to see what kind of car they had and maybe follow to see where they took her.

The big guy had her up against a black Escalade making out with her. He had a hand up her dress. When his hand came back out he threw her ripped panties on the pavement. One of the guys went around to ride shotgun. Laura got in the back with the other two. Loud music started coming from inside the SUV with the bass vibrating against my inner ears. They sat there about ten minutes before the SUV moved. She'd probably already been fucked or sucked one of them off by the time the vehicle was on the street.

I expected them to drive to some run down place or maybe an apartment or condo to fuck her. Instead I was able to follow them to a nice neighborhood in the hills on the East side of Salt Lake. I hung back a little bit so I'd know where they took her in case something happened. I drove by as they were all out at a very upscale house in a good neighborhood. Laura was wobbly walking between the two she had been in the back seat with. There wasn't any doubt she already knew what being black fucked was like. She wasn't any better than my own wife now.

At 5:30 AM my doorbell rang. It was Laura. She was wearing just her little dress. The panties were in the parking lot and one of them had kept her bra. She had cum in her hair, dried cum on her face, and cum all over her clothes.

"Did you have a good time?"

"An excellent time! Can I get some water? I just sucked one of them off. He came in my mouth just as we turned on our street."

I handed her a glass of water. I thought she spilled it. Instead it was black man's cum running from her cunt onto my floor. She hadn't had any alcohol to drink but called herself fucked drunk or sperm fucked, or something. She said she wasn't really sure, but it was a lot of cock. She seemed happy about it.

"Look at what they did to my pussy. They totally wrecked it."

She pushed herself up backwards on my island countertop. She spread her legs and looked down at herself. It was one stretched open pussy. Cum rolled out of her slit. It quickly puddled and ran across the marble and onto my floor. Laura seemed stunned watching it pour from her.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 06



She looked at me and giggled. "I had no idea that much was in there. I mean, I wiped and wiped all night."

"Did you get that out of your system?"

"No, I'm going back tonight. I told them I'd be bringing my sister with me."

"You going to have to share four guys?" 

I admit I was a little jealous and it was obvious I had lost her.

"No they said there would be more guys. We'll tell my brother that I don't want to be alone the next couple of nights. We'll make it a night-day-night kind of party."

When I brought the kids home the next night I saw a car I didn't think I recognized pull into Laura's garage. A few minutes later my door bell rang. Laura stepped inside and introduced me to her sister. If anything the sister was a little smaller, a little sexier, a little prettier. She also looked like she couldn't wait to get at the black cock her sister had bragged to her about.

"Well, bye. We need to be going. It sounds like there's going to be a crowd. Black guys like white pussy ... especially married Mormon white pussy."

I looked through my sidelight to watch them walk away. Laura's car soon came out of the garage and headed down the street to turn towards hills of East Salt Lake City. The night before had been lonely without her. Now she was going for two more nights of black fucking.

Claire hadn't called either. I assumed she was fucking her way up I-15 with Ben.

I was a little nervous about Thursday with Julie. Not so much about Julie as about her Mom. Her Dad opted to take the next day off work and go to the cabin they owned for a day of fishing rather than suffering the sleepover Emma had planned to give me and Julie time together.

Julie, being the good Mormon had six kids. The oldest being fifteen and the youngest six. Probably not a problem if grandma didn't run out of snacks and drinks. With my two there were going to be eight.

With the kids secure with their grandmother I parked my car at home and walked out a couple of blocks to meet Julie. She said it seemed oddly quiet in her SUV without the kid chatter. I reached a hand over and put it on her thigh. It was a twenty minute drive from my house.

"Here comes my block. Get down in the seat."

I watched her push the door opener button and heard the garage door open, then close behind us. I had been to her house a lot, it always being full of her kids, my kids and the other various mixes of family. With six kids they had a big house. The eerie quiet was surreal. 

"This is different." Julie sighed.

"I know. What do you want to do first?"

She took my hand.

"What I want do first is to fuck you in my own bed. Then we should do it in every room of the house."

"It's a big house." I remarked.

"It is. We better get started."

Julie was wearing a pullover shirt and long skirt. The pullover came up over her head and was tossed aside. That motion letting her tits bounce free as we walked through the family room, Crossing the living room she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, leaving it on the floor. I was grabbing at my own clothes, us both arriving naked at her bedroom door.

"I don't think I've ever been in here before."

"First time for everything!"

She pushed me onto the bed. My wife's sister had a hand around my cock and the head of it in her mouth. She starting bobbing up and down, almost taking it into her throat. The last time she had given it a few strokes just to say she had one in her mouth. This time she was sucking my cock in earnest with no intention of quitting until she had my load in her mouth.

My seed shot pretty hard against the back of her throat. She looked like she might gag as she hovered there not knowing what to do with it. I put my thumb on her chin. She opened her mouth to show my cum, then swallowed.

"I wasn't sure I could do that. It wasn't that bad. I don't think I'd do it for anyone but you. Now, eat my pussy while your recover enough to fuck me."

Julie flipped on her back. She spread her thighs wide as she waited for me to bury my face in her cunt. Her moans of approval told me I was finding the right spots. Her tight little twat was probably the tightest I'd experience for a while, her being just a little smaller than her mother, or Claire before she first fucked Ralph.

By the time I'd made her cum a couple of times she was wet and begging for my cock. By then I was hard again and moved up to slide it in her. Julie's pussy felt good. Her and her Mom now the only ones uncompromised with black cock. Of course, cheating with me wouldn't put either one of them on the path to real sainthood. We were fucking away at each other.

"We're on Brian's side of the bed."

"Do you want to move over?"

"No, I'm right where I want to be."

The idea of it all got to both of us. I spurted the first load in her. She came hard right along with me. She wiggled free from under me.

"I've got to go pee. I should have done that before we started."

Julie started into the master bath, stopping to look back at me.'

"Come on. You can watch me."

I didn't watch her watch her. I looked at her naked on the toilet while she peed. She wiped with a big chunk of toilet paper, then stood up and looked back into the bowl.

"Looks like your boys didn't make it." She laughed "I think I swallowed all the fighters."

Julie used a wash cloth on her outer lips and got the cum out of her pubic hair. She sat on the edge of the bath vanity and spread her legs.

"Might as well catch this room while we are in here."

"Let me get this right, I'm going to fuck you in every room in the house, but not necessarily cum in you in every room in the house?"

"However it works out." Julie giggled. "Just so we fuck in every room in the house."

Julie was fun. I had married the wrong sister even though she was six years older. She would be the girl to spend a lifetime with. I don't know what was wrong with Brian, her fucking husband. The wash cloth had left her a little dry. I had to work a little to get in her, but we added the master bath to our new list of rooms.

She wiggled away and led me naked into the living room. Spread eagled in an arm chair she guided me back in.

"We don't sit in here except for company. This is where Brian sits."

Julie was anxious to get to the family room. She plopped back in a leather recliner and ordered me back in her cunt.

"You are going to come in me here. I guess you know who's seat this is."

We fucked until I spurted a small stream in her as I thought of Brian sitting there thinking he was the Lord of his family. Julie wiggled and grunted until my cum and hers ran from her cunt. As she got up a little pool formed on the chair and trickled backwards on the cushion.

"We'll just leave that there for a while." She laughed as she waved her hand backward at our juices on his cushion.

From there it was on the counter top in the kitchen where she prepared the food and beside the kitchen range where Brian liked to cook.

We started a load of clothes and fucked on the washing machine.

My niece's bedroom was a mixture of girly and athletic. Brian and Julie's oldest child at sixteen. I lost my load in her Mom while we fucked in her bed. Julie didn't say anything, but she had to suspect cumming in her there had to have something to do with her pretty daughter.

The next room was my fifteen year old nephew. We fucked across his bed, not spending a lot of time in there.

Child number three was my thirteen year old niece. Cute and developing she already had a nice ass like her Mom. Most of the room was childhood collections of a young girl with a hint of her being a teenager now. I didn't want to cum in her Mom after already losing it in her older sister's bed. Julie seemed to have other ideas.

"Why don't you cum in me your niece's bed?"

"I already did that remember? I don't want you to think I'm a perv."

"You're her uncle. You have to cum in her Mom while we are in her bed."

Glunk glunk glunk. That was a ball draining experience. Julie hunched up against me and started cumming hard as my seed flowed into her.

"Maybe we should go back to the kitchen. I'm kind of thirsty." Julie murmured.

We sat on the bar stools at the kitchen island while we drank two beers that Brian kept pushed towards the back in the bottom of the fridge. There were just four stools where the family kind of rotated in and out. Julie let out a squeal where she was sitting and jumped up. She pointed at a little wet puddle on the vinyl cover.

"See what your nieces made me do!"

Julie giggled and moved to the next stool. We began to kiss and make out until she had me hard again and she needed some cock.

"Oh, fuck me for about a minute on each stool. That would be so cool." 

I fucked her on the first two. Then at the one where she leaked on the seat she leaned over and sucked the cum into her mouth and swallowed. Again I was thinking I married the wrong girl.

A couple of strokes on each of the other two was all I could handle without launching another load into her. I'd known Julie for fours year and this was the day I was falling in love with her.

"Next is your younger nephews' room. Think you can handle yourself in there?"

The boys were nine and ten. I shouldn't be surprised at the stacked bunk beds. My sister pulled me into the lower one and between her legs. My cock popped right in her slit. Knowing is was the boys' beds helped me hold my seed. Julie fucked me slowly, then faster, then pushed me off her.

Time to go up top. Don't hit your head on the ceiling. Julie was one step on the ladder when a glob of cum rolled out of her slit. My hand swung out instinctively.

"I felt that slide out. Where did it go?"

My hand was out in front of me.

"Oh, nice catch! I swallowed the last one. This one is yours."

I can't imagine the look on my face as she giggle hysterically at me. Finally ...

"Here let me get that for you." She sucked it off my hand. "Ask a man to do something and you end up doing it yourself."

She started up the ladder again.

"If you see any more leakage just shove your face in my pussy."

Julie laughed as she spun over in the top bunk. The imagine of any leakage and my face in it made me gag a little.

We barely had gotten started when Julie was ready to get out of the top bunk and on to the last room.

"One room to go!"

That one room was my sweet six year old niece. Even a partial boner in there seemed so wrong. It was hard to believe her mother wouldn't skip the little girl's room.

"Come on, fuck me. It's not like she's watching." Julie was on her back, legs open.

It was like she was watching. There were little girl things like dolls, stuffed bears, even a damned pink unicorn. It was for certain Julie was determined that I fuck her in the frilly bed. 

I took the attitude that if I started to fuck my wife's big sister we would fuck for a few minutes then move on to another room. Not true. It only seemed to make the sex hotter. Things got a little frantic. Julie started cumming hard, causing my dick to erupt in her slippery twat. We lay there a few minutes. Julie's eyes suddenly starting looking around the room realizing where we were and what she had just done.

"Maybe it's time we went back to my bed."

When Julie stood up she put her hand over her pussy when she felt the wetness inside her start to slide out. I was glad to get out of that room and follow my sister's perky ass to her bedroom again. She sat on the toilet to pee again and looked at the palm of her hand. There was a glob of her own cum in her hand along with a little of my effort. She had about fucked me dry. She held the mess out to me.

"Last chance. Do you want to taste it, or do I have to do it again?"

I guess my pause was my answer. She sucked it into her mouth and licked her had. The wash cloth was right there. After wiping she could have washed it right off. Instead when she stood up she pressed her naked tits to my chest and ground her mound against my thigh. She tilted her head up as of to kiss me. Instead she opened opened her mouth to show me that she still hadn't swallowed.

"Last chance." Her words garbled by the cum on her tongue and in her mouth.

Thankfully she swallowed it and led me to lay with her on the bed she shared with Brian. We laid there facing each other on our sides watching each others face. Julie's eyes sparkled and she watched mine.

"I should have beat my sister to you four years ago."

We were fucking again with in minutes. We were both about to cum again.

"Wait, don't cum yet. We haven't fucked in my minivan."

I kept my hardon as I followed her to the garage. She slid the door open and laid out on the second row bench seat. Julie opened her thighs so I could slide my cock back in her. We began fucking slowly.

"Tomorrow I'll have my six kids in here. I'll pick them up from Mom and run them where they need to go. The oldest two I'll take and pick up from practice. Saturday Brian will be driving me and the kids for shopping and errands. We'll go some where to eat and maybe go to to a movie. Sunday we'll all be back in here going to church. She grinned and started to cum.

"Beat you, didn't I? You didn't expect me to cum that fast."

She patted the front passenger seat.

"Brian will be driving, I'll be riding here. Cum in me while I sit in the seat that will be next to him."

That idea got to me. Julie moved from the second row seats to the passenger seat in the front. She sat sideways in the seat so I could stand and she could take me in her married cunt.

"I guess I was the fast one that time." I grinned.

"You made it almost two minutes." Julie joked.

"Sorry, I let the visual get the best of me."

"You still made me cum again."

She grabbed a paper napkin and held it between her legs so we could get back in the house.

The minivan scenario stayed in my mind. We made love again in her bed. I insisted be go back to the minivan. She agreed to the rematch and sat in the front passenger seat just like earlier. I lasted maybe three minutes that time.

"You sure have a thing for my minivan. Well, I hope me ... in the minivan."

We went back in the kitchen to drink another beer.

"We haven't done it on the back deck. There's a lounger back there."

Back inside we realize we would both needed to sleep.

"Too bad we couldn't go out somewhere like a married couple." Julie cooed.

"We dance together naked in the dark a little while and fell asleep in their bed in each others arms."

The next morning we were rushing around to get me home and to work after one last fuck. I had just gotten out of the shower. Julie had opted to skip taking one and keeping last load in her to carry around for the day. She was reaching for panties when her phone rang.

"It's Mom."

"Hi, Mom."

"I think we lost count. Probably around midnight. Once more this morning."

"He's showered and about ready for me to take him home to change for work."

"Yes, mother. I probably chose the wrong husband. Six kids later might be a bad time to find out."

"I'll be there in about an hour to give you the full details."

"From what I could hear of her voice she sounded happy." I commented.

"She couldn't be more happy if she was the one your were fucking. Oh, that's right ... you've already have!"

Julie gave with a gentle squeeze on my prick and gave me a little kiss.

"Come on, Romeo. You don't want to be late for work."

While Julie talked to her Mom she put on her garment top and a green three-quarter length sleeve length blouse. She put on panties and an almost floor length floral flowing skirt. She put on her shoes. low heels with a strap across the heel.

"What's with the panties?" I teased. "Don't want to go commando?"

"Sure, you wish! I don't want cum leaking down my thighs when I'm with my kids. The crotch is already damp from your nasty deed?"

"Nasty deed, is it?"

"Yeah ... can we do it again soon?"

She had me hard all the way to my house. Or, at least until the three blocks where she let me off on a corner.

On the way to work I was thinking how my wife hadn't called to check in or ask about our son and daughter since Monday and here it was early Friday. I squashed the idea of calling her. Things had been pretty perfect all week without hearing the voice of the Queen of Black Cock. Little would she know that she and neighbor Laura now had a very distinct thing in common. I knew my thing for Laura was now disintegrated.

But, I thought if I could keep fucking Claire's mother and sister things would be good. Marathon fucking wasn't required. If I could tap either one of them once or twice a week life would be good.

Around eleven my cell rang. Finally, I thought! Instead of it being the call from Claire about her coming home, it was her Mom.

"Hello?"

"Hi. I hear you had quite a night with my daughter, not the one you married. Julie went on and on about how great you are. I already knew that, but you have her so delighted she asked me what I thought about her divorcing Brian. I've never seen her so in love."

"It's probably just a temporary thing."

"No, this is a crush that's going to last. She said she's cutting Brian off."

"Your daughter has me pretty infatuated as well."

"Don't forget, Lover Boy. Your mother has first dibs. Tonight and in the morning you'd better give it to me good."

"Deal, Emma. Thanks for setting me and Julie up."

"I love you son." She giggled.

"I love you, too, Emma. See you later. Have your motor running."

"It's already running. I'm keeping your kids from a nap so they will be asleep when you get here."

The rest of the day involved hiding a hardon. The drive to Emma's house seemed like it took for ever. 

My kids were asleep. Emma was wearing a dress only. It was quickly off as I stripped and mounted her in her bed. We fucked in a mad passion, both rushing to an orgasm. I stayed in her and kissed her mouth and tits. It was like a sudden honeymoon with the late forties something hottie.

We started in with round two without me even taking my cock out of her. The squishiness of our fluids made it feel extra good. Just as we were both about to cum again as voice scared the shot out of us.

"So, there you two are!"

We both froze thinking it would be one of the kids. As our brains refocused we realized it was Julie.

"I knocked on the door. I used my key to come in. The kids were sleeping so I figured my mother was getting fucked by my boyfriend." She laughed.

"What on earth girl?"

I had started gently fucking Emma again as the two talked. Julie was wearing the same outfit she wore when I left her that morning.

"I told Brian I had to come over and talk to you for something. I was hoping I could get in a quickie. It seems like such a naughty thing to do."

"As you can see we are already started." Emma sounded a little disturbed at her daughter for interrupting."

"Sorry. My fault. I thought it might be fun to start the weekend with a fresh load inside me. Besides, if Dad's at the cabin you two can spend the night together and do it all you want."

We hadn't thought of that. I was going to fuck Emma and take my kids home for the night. I hadn't seen Laura since she and her sister left for their visit to black cock paradise. I was was beginning to worry about not hearing from my wife. That guilt trip sons and daughters can put on their mothers began to catch up with Emma.

"Okay, get off me. Give the little brat a turn. But you had better fuck her good. I need to check the kids anyway."

Emma stood up and reached to drop her dress over her head. The upward movement of her arms triggered a leak from her cunt. The bigger part of my earlier load slipped from her fresh fucked pussy and plopped to the carpet. Emma grabbed a wash cloth to dab at the wet mess so it wouldn't stain the fiber. By the time she looked up at us again Julie had shed her clothes. My cock was buried in her. We were starting to fuck.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 06



Emma shook her head. "The things a mother won't do for her daughter."

"Thanks, Mom." Julie giggled beneath me.

Emma left the room.

"Look at us. Fucking in Mom's bed. I feel like a wicked teenager, but I wasn't wicked then. You're the one that made me a bad girl." She teased

Although I had made Julie cum when I first went in her and again a few minutes later we still hadn't built up to the big one when Emma came back in the room.

"The kids were fine. How are you two doing?"

"Mother!" Julie complained. "We could use a little privacy."

"It's not going to hurt you for your mother to see you cum. Hurry up so you can get your cheating little married cunt back to your husband and kids."

What she said wasn't meant to be mean. It was quite a turn on for both Julie and me. We both had crashing orgasms while her mother looked on. Maybe I understood Ralph and my wife a little better now when I watched them.

Julie got up and dressed. I guess Brian wouldn't notice there was no garment under her skirt, just cum crusted panties. Then we heard my son cry.

"I've got this. You two can get back at it."

We could tell Julie had picked him up and carried him to the family room. I wasn't going to do Emma any good for a little while after the way her daughter had just drained my balls into her greedy cunt.

Emma looked at me. "We'll. She's right. We've got all night."

When we joined Julie my son was happy in her lap and my daughter was tucked under her arm. Julie gave her a kiss. It's not hard to fool a two year old and a toddler. No worry about explaining how Dad and Grandma suddenly appeared together.

"I love Aunt Julie." My daughter's little voice could melt your heart.

"Luv, Aunt Julie," My son added with his limited vocabulary.

"I need to get back to my husband and family." 

Julie gave her mother a look and a smile. I followed her to the door. We had a mini make out session before she pulled away and hustled outside.

My kids had followed their grandma into the kitchen. Emma was fixing them something for dinner.

"Do you want to go home with Daddy or stay here with Grandma again tonight"

"Grandma's! Grandma's! They both shouted.

"Is Mommy going to be home tonight?" My little girl asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Mommy's not at home much any more is she Daddy?"

My thoughts went to Claire, my wife. I didn't want anything to be wrong with her. It was so odd she hadn't called. The least she would want to do would be to rub my face in the number of guy's she had fucked during the week. I wasn't so much jealous of all the cock she was getting. Maybe not even the black ones once I get used to the idea of it. First Claire, then Laura. Mormon women and black cock did seem to be a trend. I realized I still had feelings for my Claire.

After the late nap, then Emma's quickly put together dinner the kids were wound up until right after nine. Emma and I went directly to her bedroom right after getting them tucked in. We spent the night pretty much like Julie had spent the night before. Except we didn't fuck from room to room and Emma didn't own a minivan.

The sounds of the kids running around woke us up the next morning. We had slept until almost 8:30 after being up around three because we both needed a middle of the night fuck. Emma had been on top. I was aware of her sleeping on top of me with my cock still in her. I don't know when I dozed off, but when we heard the kids my penis was still barely in her. We were laying in a sloppy mess.

Emma cleaned up as best she could with a wash cloth and put on the same big dress with nothing underneath. I showered while she fed the kids and tended to them. I dressed so there wouldn't be one of those "Mommy, guess what stories" if it came to my daughter's mind. I checked my cell phone to be sure it was on and that I hadn't missed a call or text from my wife.

"Claire, where are you?" My thoughts echoed in my brain.

I fucked my mother before doing the shopping. Then fucked her again before taking my kids home. Still no call from their mother. I didn't want to be the one to give in and call in case this was some kind of mind game.

When we got home I put stuff away and kind of checked around the house hoping there might be a sign that Claire either was, or had been there.

Another double or triple check on my phone.

I was about to start dinner for the kids. Maybe even take them out for a burger. My phone rang. I looked hoping to see Claire's number on the screen. It was Laura.

"Hello?"

"Is she home?"

"No, and it's kind of late."

"I just stopped by the house to pick up some clothes. I'm going back to spend a few more days with those guys ... the black guys ... you know, the black guys I've been fucking since Tuesday?"

"I get it Laura. What about your sister?"

"She has a husband that didn't fuck the neighbor's wife for money and end up in jail. There we seven black men there. We each fucked all of them once, some of them twice. Others more than that. She went home. I'm going back. Watch my house for me, would you?"

She was gone. Phone dead. I looked out the front window. Laura came out rolling this huge suitcase. It almost didn't fit in her car. Then she went back in and came out with two more that weren't that much smaller. A person could tour Europe for a month with that many suitcases. Laura was really loving black cock.

Burgers it was! I left my wife a note in case she came home while we were eating. I checked my phone before we left and a couple of times while we ate, then again on the way home.

Kids in bed. No Claire. No call. Phone still working. It was 9:30 at night now. If something was wrong Ben would know. His wife would have called me if they wrecked. Then there was a knock at the door. "The Police!" That was my thought. Something was wrong. It was Claire!

"Sorry, didn't take my keys." She brushed by me rolling her suitcase on the tile.

She was neatly dressed in Capri pants, thong sandals. and a short sleeve blouse that wasn't tucked into her pants. He tits showed that she wasn't wearing a bra. She motioned at her top not tucked in and free hanging boobs.

"Ben! He likes to play with them on the way home."

Neither of us mentioned the lack of a phone call. Claire didn't ask about the kids. We didn't say much for a while, finally settling in the kitchen. Claire bent over to get two beers from the bottom of the fridge. Her ass still looked good to me. Maybe a little wider at the hips. Most certainly wider looking at her pussy mound with a more noticeable camel toe. My dick stirred a little. The thought of the black cock in there didn't affect it any as I was suddenly half hard from just looking at my wife.

Claire sat beside me and put the beers on the countertop. I twisted off the caps. Something about a woman drinking beer from a bottle was sexy. The sip and the look my wife gave me made it even more so.

"You didn't call me." She faked a pout.

"I didn't want to think about you answering with some stranger between your legs."

"Don't you mean some black stranger?"

I nodded and took another sip.

"They're just people, Honey. Just people like you and me except for the excitement of looking down at a black cock entering me and all the taboos that go with it. Much better people than that fucking Ralph that you didn't seem to mind cumming in me two and three times per night."

"So, you get off as much on them being black as you do them being huge inside you?"

"Well, both." My wife laughed. "There's a lot to be said about the size. There are all black, but not all big as I learned as the week went on. Tuesday morning we hit on a Bill Clinton type that didn't consider a blowjob cheating on his wife. I sucked his cock right at a his desk as Ben looked on with the guy thinking I was Ben's real wife. Taking his load in my mouth wasn't doing my pussy any good."

My wife sucking the guy's cock was a turn on. Claire's nipples were hard against her blouse from telling the story.

"We called on the next guy and wasn't sure about his reaction. He liked looking me over, but it was hard to read what he was thinking. When Ben excused himself I dropped the hint. The guy was either really dense or wasn't interested. I thought there was still a chance to pick up a customer even if I didn't fuck the guy. Ben came back so I suggested we take him to lunch. He asked where we were staying. He said he liked the food there so we took him to the hotel. I signaled Ben to leave us alone. I made sure the man could see my wedding rings before I set the hook."

Claire took a sip of her beer.

"I'm married, but Ben's my boss, not my husband. We have adjoining rooms. If you come on board as a client I'll take you to my room and fuck you right now. Is that too direct for you?"

My wife laughed as she said that Ben came back to an empty table and a bill for lunch.

"Once I got him to the room he was really interested. Fucked me twice. Made me cum both times. The second was best for me. I had my eyes closed and imagined him black. When his seed hit inside my pussy I went way over the top. He's probably somewhere bragging to himself right now. He had to get back to work so Ben took him back while I showered."

Claire paused and finished her beer. I got us another round. My wife gulped down a big swallow before sitting the bottle back on the countertop.

"The third guy was a tall Mormon Cowboy with several businesses in town and a string of cabins along a lake that he rented out. His core business was something that could use a lot of stuff from us. I hadn't even started my 'fuck the wife' routine when I realized he was way ahead of us. He kept talking about the cabins."

"Come on, I'll show you. You'll love them ... want to vacation here."

We breezed by the woman at the front counter.

"Gonna show these folks the cabins. Maybe give them a little local tour."

"Don't be gone too long. There's a lot for you to do today. And, your son has a game you promised him you wouldn't miss this time."

"I guess that's your wife." Ben commented.

"Yep. Want to trade for a while?"

"Maybe." Ben joked. "What's her good points?"

"Doesn't have any as far as I know."

"The cowboy was dead serious. We followed him out to his pickup truck. More of a work truck it was front bench seat only. I slid into the middle and made sure he knew I was there. The drive was about twenty miles. He made sure he shifted gears often. It was a pretty place along a nice lake. We parked in front of a cabin with a number four on the door. We walked to the door, he put the key in the lock, unlocked it, swung the door open for me. The cowboy looked at Ben."

"I'll show your wife this one if you want to look around. Some of the other cabins are rented so you can probably find someone to talk to down by the lake."

My wife sipped at her beer in a way that she had to know would give me a hardon. Uh, more of a hardon.

"We walked the few feet to the back picture window to look out at the lake. The cowboy had one hand on my ass. When I turned the other hand went to my boobs. I dropped to the floor on my knees, struggling to get his zipper down over the bulge in his jeans. He offered to help and pulled out about eight inches of cock that quickly swelled thicker and longer to at least ten inches. That's what I was needing. Cock, lots of cock."

The beer was getting to her. She leaned a little closer to me.

"He was surprised at how easily I could handle ten inches. He loaded me with cum three times. The final time I sucked him off into my mouth and swallowed. I wanted to use the shower. He said he was sending me back to my husband well fucked and showing it. The boys talked about the lake and the cabins on the ride back to his office while I sat between with cum running from my slit. Getting out of the truck the cowboy told me not to get too close to the building to where his wife could see the mess he made of me. Then he told me he'd be calling some orders before the end of the week. The last thing he said was thanking Ben for letting him fuck his wife."

Claire was a little perturbed for being treated like a slut. I had to laugh. She finally laughed with me.

"At the hotel I got cleaned up and changed into something more casual. We went to a steakhouse for dinner. Ben and I were on opposite sides of the salad bar when I noticed a black guy helping himself to some soup. I got close to make sure he would notice me. After he started a conversation I learned he was married, by himself, and from out of town. We joked about what there was to do in Idaho at night. I told him Ben was with my boss, but I could lose him after dinner. He joined us at our table. I was going to get black fucked. Ben knew the deal."

Claire paused, looked at her beer and had a wistful look on her face.

"That's when I learned that every black guy doesn't have a big cock. It was okay. Not much more than six inches. But it was black. That got me off and he was the first black guy to eat me. He stayed in my room the whole night. I got black jizzed twice before we slept and again in the morning. Then we hooked up again the next night. He got several calls from his wife the second night as if she knew he was fucking around on her."

I watched my wife drain the beer.

"Thursday night we were farther up I-15. I saw a black guy in the lobby while Ben checked us in. I did a little bye-bye wave to Ben. I waited for the black guy to go to the elevator and had him hold it for me as I rushed to get beside him. We got the married, wife, kids, out of town familiarities out of the way by the time we got to his floor. I got off with him. When he commented I told him I was really on the lower floor."

"I got back on the elevator and gave him a look. His hand came out to stop the door from closing. He said it might me more fun on his floor. I stepped back out. He put his arm around my waist and walked me down the hallway. We stood looking at each other inside his room. I stripped my clothes off in front of him. He started to undress while telling me he hadn't ever cheated on his wife and it had been a couple of weeks since she had let him fuck her."

"His cock was much bigger, probably nine inches ... and it was black. I wanted to suck it to full hardness. When I was about to take my mouth and lie on the bed a stream of cum blasted the back of my throat. I was swallowing and gagging. A little bit ran down my chin."

"I told you I have never cheated and it had been two weeks since I've had pussy. I'll make it up to you."

We were down to the last two beers. Claire knew she had enough to drink and went slowly.

"He ate my pussy for an hour. He made me cum several times. All I had to do was look down at his black face buried in my married white pussy and I'd cum hard. Finally he said he had to have his cock in me. I watched it go in and met each stroke. Cum kept rolling from me. I had a nice sized black cock in me and I felt evil and sexy."

"Is that why you were so late Friday?"

"No, Friday we were back towards Pocotello and planning to be home late Friday. It's only three or four hours. The first meeting was a no deal. I didn't even offer some pussy to get a new client. The second guy took us on a tour of their plant and hustled me off to an old office on the upper floor of the plant He thought we deliberately lost Ben who had introduced himself as my husband. It was quick. I left with an order."

Claire was really leaning on me. She still took a sip more beer. My arm was steadying her but also grabbing a handful of tit.

"We thought we'd make a couple more calls and head south. The second call was fizzling out when I got a call from my Mormon Cowboy. I answered and told him I'd call in back in fifteen minutes. Maybe he had an order ready for us. Back in the car Ben got the A/C going while I called back."

"Hey, Sweetheart. Are you coming through town later?"

"Already in town. What's up?"

"Every month the boys and I get together to play some poker. I thought maybe we could deal you in."

"I don't know much about cards. I'd get myself in trouble."

"That's what we'd hope for. What would you say if I offered you five grand to fuck all us ... as often as you'd like?"

"I'm not a whore, Sweetie. But, I am a business woman. What, there would be, five of you?"

"We play two tables. There'd be ten."

"Sounds like you've done this before."

"We have, but never with a woman with some class. And, never paid that much."

"I guess we could come to look things over."

"Your husband isn't invited. I'll come pick you up."

A sip of beer and a bleary eyed look into my face.

"Ben and I ate dinner with my ride expected to pick me up at six. Ben was making small talk with some woman that had come for her mother's funeral. The mother died in a home so the daughter was staying in the hotel. Ben seemed to like having someone about his age. My ride arrived. He was driving a big Ford SUV. A couple of his buddies were already with him. They saved me the seat up front."

"This is the kind of guys at the game. Ages 35 to late 50's. They can get a little rambunctious. I won't let them get crude. Everybody's gonna want a poke at you so you legs are going to be open most of the night. You know what I said I'll pay you. Some of the boys may give you a tip from their poker winnings. The last thing I'll tell you is that two of the guys are black and everybody goes bareback. You won't have to worry about anyone there knowing you. Deal?"

"Deal was my answer. We went to some lodge and went up an outside stairs to the second floor. Everyone whooped and hollered. I took off my clothes and walked towards the one I thought would have the biggest cock."

"You're telling me you let yourself get gangbanged?"

"What would you call it if tens guys fucked you at least twice? The party ended at 4:00 A.M. Back at the hotel Ben had spent the night with the grieving daughter he met at dinner. She wanted to stay with him until the two o'clock funeral. I crashed until 6:00 P.M. from all the fucking. Ben brought her back and fucked her again. Ben had to pay for extra nights. So, that's where I was."

Claire reached for her purse at the end of the countertop. She reached in, took out a wad of money and laid it before me. Then she left for bed. I counted the money. Including the five grand there was over $6,400. I guess everyone had a good time. I had a boner a cat couldn't scratch. Claire lay passed out naked on our bed. For the first time in a long time I saw her pussy without cum running from it.

I can't wait for her to tell me the details of the poker party.

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A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 07



Claire had packed some things into suitcases. She would shop for her new life and leave most everything behind. Her kids were with her Mom. Was it really going to end this way? She wouldn't be the only one to ever give it all up for black cock. Not that she would marry one, but that she wanted to be able to fuck a black man and have no restrictions. As many times or as many men as she could desire.

She knew it was hard for her husband. The black fucking and the good old boys at the poker game. $6400 in one night just for fucking ten rowdy men. She had lied to her husband about getting fucked twenty times by ten men. She had sucked off that many. The gangbang probably totaled twice that. Maybe even fifty. She liked being the whore. The $6400 was a lie, too. She took in more than nine grand from what were upper class men with money.

She remember how the troubles started, showing off naked and then fucking the neighbor for another $500 not so long ago because they needed money.

Claire dragged her suitcases to the car. The car she had bought from the other whore money she made by commissions on sales for her boss. All obtained by fucking her customers in exchange for orders. She took all of her cash and put it on the kitchen table. Maybe a new start for a soon divorced husband and her kids. Her kids were better off with her Mom or even her sister. If her sister wasn't married to such a loser maybe she and Claire's husband could raise both sets of kids together. Claire had seen the glances they made at each other that caused her to be jealous of her sister.

With her stuff now in the car Claire walked around the house they shared. If her Dad hadn't insisted on helping them move to the neighborhood would she have ever cheated? Would her husband had sat there and watched? Her Mom was going to be crushed to have a divorce in the family. She walked into each child's room as if to say goodbye knowing she could never have another. Her fixation on black cock couldn't bring her more children.

She was going to have to write the note. What would she say to him? It had been rough while she cheated on him with so many and then ventured into fucking black guys. She loved her children, but sex was a priority now. The marriage had been good. If only the world hadn't crashed and only if they hadn't needed the money Ralph gave them to see her naked. Fucking him for more money just seemed like a natural procession.

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Dear Sweetheart,

As things have not gone well for us lately I have decided to leave you with the children. Any money that I have is here on the table. 

I have everything from the house that I want.

I know that the black cock thing was what troubled you, yet that is the very thing I need right now.

I have always loved you.

Claire

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She left her wedding rings with the note.

Sitting in the car Claire cried before turning the keys in the ignition. No one knew about a local black guy that Claire had been fucking. He had better be ready when she showed up because Claire was in bad need of some black cum splashing up against her cervix. A phone call would bring a couple of his friends. She knew what she wanted and where she belonged.

Driving down her street for the last time seemed strange. She wondered how soon divorce papers would be filed. The light dampness between her legs was turning into a flood as her panties soaked with her own fluids. A fresh start and all the black cock she wanted was just a few miles ahead for her. 

At the first traffic light she stopped by a Mormon family. She could see the dumbass cut out stickers for Dad, Mom, six kids, a dog and a cat on the back window. The truth was more inside, playful kids, a fucking black lab that took up way too much room, a smiling husband driving and a wife looking like she needed a way out. Maybe is she knew black cock like Claire knew black cock there would be a smile on her face as well.

Why did every light change so that they would still be beside her? That had been her life. It didn't seem that bad. At the next light Claire turned left into a grocery store parking light and cried some more.

Maybe she needed to back off rather than expect her husband to put up with even more of her whoring around. She'd probably miss the kids after the first month. Her husband wasn't going to fuck her again. Maybe she could keep at least part of the cheating intact with his approval. He seemed to like it when she was fucking Ralph. When Ralph got to be a little much maybe she should have taken a break, then starting screwing another guy in the neighborhood.

There was still a half hour before her husband should be home. She called his number.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Honey. Are you on your way home?"

"Almost, what's wrong? You have someone there?"

"No, I was just wondering if you were picking up the kids, or if I should run out after them."

"I'll get them. Kind of strange that you called. Are you sure you don't need a little extra time to get inseminated?"

"That's kind of cruel."

"Yeah, I tend to get a little sarcastic lately. If you need more time I can visit with your Mom."

"No. That's fine. I'll be here waiting for you."

Claire didn't know how things would work out. She needed to get home and take the good-bye note and the money off the kitchen table. It was kind of frightening laying there. How would it have affected him and the kids had they found it?

"Mommy left a note and a whole pile of money. Daddy cried when he read the note. Mommy isn't coming home any more" Probably something like that.

She scooped up the cash and hid it in her dresser. The note went through the shredder. She put her wedding rings back on and looked at the sunlight sparkle through the diamonds. When she needed black cock she could slip out to the locals. She dabbed at her cunt and put on fresh panties so there wouldn't be a wet spot when the kids came through the door. Her husband gave her a suspicious look. She gave him a hug and whispered.

"There wasn't any one here. I wasn't fucking anyone when I called. But, we do need to talk after the kids are in bed."

The kids were a little happier to have her play with them. Claire felt sad about her choices. Not guilty or remorseful, but a little sad.

Claire showered before bed. She wanted to be fresh. She knew her husband wouldn't fuck her. All the blacks had left her with a huge cunt compared to what he had married.

Her husband came to be in sleep shorts with no shirt.

"What did you want to talk about?"

Claire leaned into his chest, firmly planting one boob, her thigh touched his. He really didn't want to kiss her.

"I'm out of control. I know that. I fuck too many people for our marriage to work. I shouldn't have starting fucking black guys without getting it okayed by you first. I'm not sure how you felt about the parties in Idaho even though it brought in a lot of cash. The sales trips with Ben seem a little creepy to go in a guy's office to try to get him to fuck me to make a sale. Our first mistake was letting Ralph fuck me even though you approved. That's where I learned how much I need more cock than just from our marriage."

"What kind of adjustment are you considering making?"

"I really can't live without the blacks fucking me. The huge cock, all that black seed makes me cum so hard. The parties in Idaho let me be a whore. I get gangbanged and get paid to fuck the rich bastards. I do want to quit being on the road with Ben so I can be home more often with you and my kids."

"Is that it?"

"We're going to need someone in the neighborhood like Ralph. I need to be fucked a couple of times per day. I don't care if the guy pays or not."

"I don't see what's in it for me."

"We'll, you'll have a happy wife and I can still suck your cock whenever you want."

She knew he had a tent in his shorts since she started talking about how she had been fucking other guys. She pulled at his shorts to pop his cock free. A couple of kisses on its head and she took him deepthroat. Seconds later he was blasting sperm in her mouth. She rolled it around for him to see before swallowing.

"Thanks!" He grunted.

"Any time!" She smiled. Take some time to think about it.

Claire pulled off her gown and lay naked against his bare chest. She felt snug and content. He put an arm across her. They both drifted off to sleep. Whatever he was dreaming, Claire was dreaming about black guys with huge cocks leaking precum as she would tell them, "no, no, no!" Then she would fuck each and every one.

The next morning he drove to work thinking about his marriage. Claire could deepthroat the hell out of a guy. He felt better towards her after she had sucked the cum from his balls. She would be home more, but still fucking some black guys. The Idaho gangbang brought in more money than he made in a month. Maybe he could live with that and his kids would have their Mom back to whatever degree.

Claire wanted fucked. Just because her husband was thinking over the deal didn't mean she could be taking in some black sperm in her cunt. She called her local guy. She wasn't sure where he got his money. He had a nice apartment and was home a lot.

"Hello?"

"Hey, lover. My fluid levels seem to be low. I wondered if you could check them for me, maybe add a little."

"Hey, Claire. Where have you been all week?"

"Trying to be a good girl." Claire giggled.

"Well, come on over. I'll have my dipstick armed and ready."

"Okay, see you in a few." Claire was all ready wet anticipating his cum in her.

"Hey! Wait. I've got a couple of buddies here. Should I make them leave?"

"No, that's fine as long and they know how to wait their turn."

"The sun is shining and black cock is waiting. It's going to be a good day."

The huge black member felt good sliding deep into Claire's wet snatch. She had a rolling orgasm going until she felt hot seed flood her cunt. It was a little quick, but there was back up. She had fucked one of the others a few times before. She didn't remember the other one until he took off his pants. His was the cock that ripped her wide open. Maybe she shouldn't let him fuck her and send her home stretched wide open. Then again, maybe Brigham Young would rise from the dead and shit birthday candles out his ass.

She didn't want to have to look at her cunt when the third guy got done with it. Every little spot inside her was filled. He told Claire she was the only white girl that had taken it all.

After lunch everyone had another round with her. Her friend had to leave for a little while. The second couldn't get it up a second time, but hung around. Claire wanted to fuck the big guy that had ripped her open. The black bastard must have popped some Viagra on her. He stayed as hard as steel. Then slow fucked the rest of the afternoon. His even strokes kept Claire in almost a constant orgasm.

At four o'clock Claire knew she needed to go home to try to save her marriage. Her cunt wasn't going to let her stop.

"Fuck it." She thought. "So what if I'm not home when he gets there. I going to stay until I get another load buried deep inside me. I need to feel the cum spurt and the flood of seed inside me."

The Viagra God's must have been on Claire's side. Without much warning she was getting the hell fucked out of here. Her arms and legs were flapping around like a rag doll. An orgasm hit her so intense she blacked out a little. The length of his cock pulling from her brought her back to her senses. Twenty after four. She could still make it home before her husband brought in the kids.

Things were working so well that Claire made all the lights on the way home. She wasn't able to clench to hold in any of the sperm after the fucking she just got. She had learned to carry a towel with her in the car. She left a puddle in it that even the fabric couldn't suck up. A little spill in the hallway got cleaned up. Claire grunted a stream into the toilet. Now a quick shower and she would be ready to talk to her husband about saving their marriage.

Claire flirted with her husband and sucked his cock before putting the kids to bed. Now in the den she leaned against him on the couch. Naked under her gown she made sure he could feel her hard nipple press into his chest, but not her gapped open cunt.  

She was a wife and a woman. Why would he not expect her to hide elicit sex and tell him other lies? Yet, he was ready to talk about her cheating and cock craving.

"The thing with Ralph was fun. You know I was getting off on it. Even you fucking clients for you boss was kind of a turn on. Fucking the black guys and the whore party in Idaho for money was beyond my grasp. The idea of black's filling you with cock and seed didn't work at the time. As time has gone by I can see that is something you need. Do you supposed we could find a couple of white guys with large cocks to satisfy you?"

"Sweetheart, it's a black cock thing. You know, forbidden fruit. A white guy with a two foot cock isn't going to replace a black guy fucking me."

"Well, I guess I can learn to go along with the idea just so it wasn't a regular thing."

Claire still could feel the effects of fucking blacks only a few hours ago and still felt the warmth of their seed where no other man could reach. She started feeling some control over her husband again.

"Maybe we could taper it down a little. Maybe me not tell you when I getting some black cock. Would that be better?"

"I think I'd rather know. Just don't spend the whole day with them or stay overnight."

Claire wanted to tell, but knew it would fuck everything else up if he knew what her day had been.

"What about Idaho? A girl needs a good gangbang every now and then, plus the money is fantastic."

"As long as you are safe. I know you will have to spend the night. Maybe if you would check in to let me know you are all right."

"Would you want the details?" 

She could see him getting hard thinking about the stories she could tell from being with multiple men at the same time.

"I guess so. Just to be sure you are okay."

Full boner now. Claire could suck it, but more needed to be worked out.

"Ralph's in jail for a while. I was used to that a couple of times per night, five nights a week. I'm still going to need to be fucked a lot and I know you have lost interest. Can you find me another Ralph, Sweetie."

"God, that voice and face could be so sexy when she talks like a little kid." Ralph told himself, well told his brain that was now working from his pants.

"Why don't you find a friend? That way it will be someone you want."

"Is has to be your friend so the neighbors will think he is here to see you, not to fuck me. It worked before."

Her mouth went down over his cock and took it to the root. Cum flew out before she could get it out enough to take it in her mouth. She choked a little and smiled up at him, turning her head to the side.

"Maybe you can find me two neighbors. One for early and one for late."

They both slept well. He couldn't stand the idea of fucking his young wife, but a nice blow job would do the trick. Of course, Claire dreamed about people fucking her.

The next few nights he worked in the garage with the door open hoping to attract a neighbor prospect to fuck his oversexed wife. The first night Claire told him she needed to run out for a little while. Both knew she would be fucking somebody. Claire knew it would be her black local friend. His one buddy was there. They both fucked her twice before she returned home. Claire was glad the guy with the monster dick wasn't there. A splayed open gash made it difficult to even sit. A look in the mirror had showed an ugly gash that a fist could fit inside. She wanted to look nice for her guys. If she kept cock size under a foot or so and not too thick she would look pretty snug down there.

Claire's husband knew several guys in the Ward that he wouldn't mind see fuck his wife. Not of them came by, and the risk of finding another Ralph made them both have reservations.

The third night Claire left to "take care of things" she was gone until almost one. She found her husband waiting up for her.

"You're late! You're fucking black guy again, aren't you?"

"I never said I would stop."

"I worry about you. You come and go anyway, why don't you bring them here? They can hide low in the mini-van until you pull into the garage."

"Yeah, and if I want one to spend the night I can drop him off somewhere in the morning. Or, since I'm quitting work he could stay and fuck me all day until you bring the kids home."

Claire waited for a response to her over the top suggestion.

"Yes, I guess that will work."

"You want to watch them fuck me, don't you?"

"Yes, I really do."

This is going to work her husband thought. They would be with the kids from when he brought them home until the kids went to bed. The guy would have to hide in their bedroom until the kids were gone to school. Claire would get black fucked at home. Plus, it might not be every night. Then again, it is Claire.

"Do you want me to go pick up Steven now?"

"What"

"Steven, the black guy that's been fucking me. Well him and his friend."

"Ugh! I'm not sure I'm ready for this. Definitely not the two of them."

Claire was beaming.

"Come on, Honey. It will be liked jumping into cold water. Once the shock goes away you're going to like it. I've been told I'm fun to watch when I get fucked. You remember me with Ralph, don't you?"

Could a woman really say something like that to her husband?

"Hey, Baby. I want to fuck you again. I'm going to pick you up in a few minutes."

"Yes, he's here. He wants to watch you shove it in me and pump me full of seed. Right, Honey?"

Her husband waved his hands in surrender and nodded his head.

The garage door opened and closed. Claire came in with her blouse unbuttoned and her slacks twisted. Claire introduced Steve to her husband. They shook hands.

"Your wife says a lot of nice things about you. She's a real sweetie."

"Yeah, she knows what she wants."

"I know what I want right now!" She chimed in.

Claire led them to the bedroom. With her clothes quickly on the floor she spread her legs and exposed her cunt to Steve. Her husband sat in the chair. Steve started fucking her like he had been doing at his place an hour or so before.

Claire kept watching her husband to see his reaction. The last four or five inches going in almost brought him out of his chair for a better look. He knew about a lot of black cock being large. The fact it all fit in his wife had him aroused. He had a hand on his erection.

"When Steve gets done in me I'll take care of that for you, Honey."

He could see why she liked black cock. The guy was huge and was giving her quite a pounding. Finally they were groaning as they began to cum together. Claire got Steve's cock out of her and moved over to take her husband in her mouth. Her hand touched the base of her husband's cock.. She put her mouth over his cock to go down on it when a blast hit the back of her throat. The cheating little whore gave her husband a smile as she knew he now also liked seeing her getting blacked seeded.

Some time in the night Claire and Steve we going at it right beside him with Claire hissing through clenched teeth.

"Fuck me, Stevie. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. I want you cum in me."

"Sorry, Buddy. Just had to fuck her again. Didn't mean to shake the bed so. Consider it a vibrating hotel bed that doesn't take your money."

Claire laughed. Yes, Honey. You just saved a dollar.

They saved another dollar about dawn right before the alarm went off. Claire wanted to stay in bed and fuck while her husband handled her kids.

"Come on. Get up Claire. You need to make breakfast for your kids if this is going to work."




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 07



Steve got a few more strokes in her. Enough to send another load in her hard enough to make Claire cum. Her husband dressed for work while her black lover napped on their bed. With the kids out of the house Claire was back to riding Steve's cock. By lunch time both were pretty well fucked out. Claire took Steve home. She fucked his friend once before leaving. Claire took a hot bath and slept naked on clean sheets until hubby called to say he was on the way home.

"Hi, you okay?"

"Yes, I had a good day. I've been home since two. I've had a hot bath and a nap. I hope you are bringing me home snack."

"I've been thinking about you and what you did last night."

"You had fun didn't you?"

"I just watched, but you had the fun."

Claire didn't have anyone over that night. The couple spent all the time together. Claire sucked and deep throated his cock three times. Suddenly he was the one with an obsession, but his didn't involve any one but his wife.

The next day Steve came over in the morning and spent the night. Hubby was still amazed about how much cock his wife could take. Now, more accustomed to seeing her in action while black fucking he could hold his load longer when she blew him.

Maybe this was going to work. Black cock seemed to be good for Claire. She hadn't been happier now that she had her husband's approval to be leaking black sperm into her panties. Then there was a surprise for Claire. Her husband's work was having an employee party. Maybe she could pick up a token white guy to fuck her.

The music wasn't too loud and the people were nice. One of the office staff's husbands hit on Claire. Feeling flirty and naughty she put a price on her pussy. Alan was a sweet guy, didn't really bitch about his wife, just wanted to fuck Claire. Word was that his wife fucked around on him. Claire told him she'd fuck him for two hundred dollars. He took her to his wife's office and fucked Claire on his wife's desk.

Claire's husband noticed her absence.

"Hey, where you been? You look like you just fucked somebody."

"I did." She pushed the two hundred in his hand. "It's from Alan over there. He flirted with the wrong girl."

"That's Beth's husband. Rumor has it she fucks a couple of our salesmen."

"Well, he just took me back and fucked me on his wife's desk."

"That's funny."

"What's funny is that Alan has my panties in his pocket and I have cum in my bare cunt that's about to gush out on the floor."

"You know where the restroom is."

"I wouldn't make it. Too loose from fucking black guys. Thank God there wasn't a lot. There's a little splatter on the floor and it's running down both thighs. Let's move, the women are going to know what it is whether the men do or not. Walk me towards the bathrooms. The cum on my thighs is almost to my knees.

Claire was out in a few minutes, not seeming nervous at all without any underwear beneath her dress.

"Everything all right down there?"

"It is now. That guy can shoot a huge fucking load in a girl."

"Well, at least I don't work with him. He won't dare tell Beth."

"I'm you're whore again. I charged him to fuck me. Are you okay with that?"

"Sure that's fine. Big cock?"

"Not so bad. I gave him my number. He wants to fuck me in their bed this weekend for another two hundred while his wife is at a wedding."

The next night Claire said she was going out.

"Steve wants to fuck me over at his place. I might be late. He said he may have three or four friends over. That's going to be a lot of cock."

"Hey, maybe you can get them to pay you a couple hundred each."

"Sweetheart, Black boys don't pay white girls to fuck and white girls are willing to do it for free. Don't wait up!"

Steve was alone when Claire walked in the door Steve left unlocked for her. Knowing she didn't drink he offered her a beer.

"Why not? I'm probably going to need my liquids. Where are your friends?"

"They'll be here. I thought we could start out just the two of us."

Claire drank about half the beer before Steve spread her legs to fuck her. He could make her cum pretty easily. She quickly felt a little spasm when the head of his cock went deep. They fucked in the familiar rhythm that Claire loved so much.

"You really love fucking black cock, don't you?"

"Yes, Baby. You know I do. Cum in me."

"I need to go over something with you. I think you'll like it."

"While we're fucking?"

"Yeah, it seems like the right time."

"Ugh ... Ughh ... Ughhhh! Damn, you made me cum."

"Listen, they others aren't coming over to fuck you. That wasn't really the plan."

It scared Claire a little bit, but she trusted Steve.

"You never asked me how I make my money. I've got some girls. I've also got some friends at some nice hotels. You follow me?"

"You have whores?"

"Hoes, Whores, hookers, prostitutes, what ever you want to call them. All first class. All of them white. I know you want to talk it over with your husband first. I can't have my girls slipping around. Getting caught could bring it all down.

Steve kept fucking her.

"The bulk of my clientele is black. Some of the white girls don't want to fuck them. They'd prefer to stay with the big shots coming in for meetings with the Church. I can kind of understand that because all my girls are Mormon, solid in the Church and their husband's all know their wives can get called out at any time. You know you love black cock. I need a specialist. Someone to fuck the black guys. You'll love what it pays. Are you interested?"

"I'm pretty sure my husband will go along. He asked me why I didn't charge your friends to let them fuck me. I laughed him off, telling him white girls are willing to fuck black guys for free. So, what's the deal?"

"Okay. I want you to do a trial run. We won't tell him about this one. I get five hundred, you get three. That leaves me two hundred to pay the desk clerks and sometimes get a cop to look the other way. Every once in a while the clerk will want a fuck instead of the money. In that case I give you four hundred for the two of them. We've got a couple of clerks that are female. It doesn't happen very often. They are good looking chicks, not what you could call lesbians. They just want a little change of pace every now and again. Have you ever eaten any pussy?"

The cock slowly jabbing her cervix had her willing to agree to anything.

"No, too fond of cock like the one in me."

"You'll probably like it. If not, just finish the trick and let me know. I don't want any of my girls doing something they don't like. So, what should I put you down for? Blowjob, deepthroat, cunt fucking, anal?"

"Uh, no anal, no way!"

"Okay, I'm going to send you out. The guy's been a regular for quite a while. He's black. If he tips, it's all yours. Can you do this?"

"It's all kind of sudden, but sure."

"Be safe. Here's a burner phone. I'll only call you on this and only when I need you to go out. Speed dial #1 is me if you get in trouble. I know the data on all these guys. If anyone causes trouble they get hurt and they know it."

"How often do I do this?"

"I don't know. If you want all black, probably three or four times per week. There can be days when I don't call and there can be weeks you can be out a dozen times. I might call you in the morning, at lunch, or you may even have to leave dinner with your family. Some guys get horny at midnight. You're going to be on call 24/7. You can turn down a few if you want, but there's not going to be a lot of that shit going on. I need to count on you."

"Put me down for all black and you've got yourself a deal."

Claire put out her hand to shake on it.

"Okay, I going to cum in you, then you need to get in the bathroom and clean up. Hot shower and then spray some smell good on yourself."

Steve was a worked up as she was. His blast of sperm sent them both into gut wrenching orgasms. Proudly walking into the bath full of his cum Claire stood under the hot shower as she felt his seed gush from her.

The hotel was one of the upper scale in Salt Lake City. She knocked on the door. The black man that answered was middle aged, attractive, and well groomed, everything Claire had wished for as the first "trick" in her new adventure with Steve. Being the whore made Claire cum many, many times. Once she took his load he was ready for her to leave. She had worn only a dress and heels, so getting dressed was easy. He put a folded fifty in her hand on the way out. Steve had a complicated billing system to charge the credit card in small amounts over several days that would be hard to detect.

Back in the car Claire put a small folded towel under her cunt the catch the leakage. The burner phone rang.

"Wow, Claire! You already got rave reviews. You have another date with the guy in a couple of weeks."

Claire smiled and hit the disconnect button. She felt really content. A few days ago he would have been thinking of needing to fuck another stranger. She could feel the man's cum where he put it deep in her tummy. She let out a little sigh and rubbed her clit lightly on the way home to her husband. She slowed on the street before hitting the door opener button to look at her house, their house. Claire felt a wave of peace wash over her. She also had a pretty sticky towel between her legs.

First in the door she looked in on her kids and kissed her husband. Surprisingly he didn't try to dodge the quick peck on his lips. She wanted to deepthroat his cock and taste his sperm. More to the task at hand she wanted to tell him her story. He noticed his wife seemed a little different somehow.

"So, how many black guys did you fuck tonight? It was after midnight, but the question had a light joking tone to it."

"Steve was the only one there. He had a business proposal for me. You remember saying that I should charge his friends for sex, don't you?"

Claire went on to explain the whole thing, even going to the hotel to fuck her first client, that she was black cock only, on call, showed him the fifty dollar tip and the burner phone.

"I hope this is going to work for you because I am really happy knowing I could get called to fuck at any time. It takes the edge off knowing that it's not someone on our street or someone knowing where we live and who we are. I love you!!"

"I can see the difference in you. When do you get your money?"

"It will come in the mail in cash. Are you happy for me or for the money?"

Before he could answer his wife had his cock down her throat.

They next day there were no calls. Claire did things around the house with an occasional tickle to her clit to remind her who she was. They had an actual family night. Claire put the burner phone by the bed. A few minutes after eleven the burner phone rang.

"Claire, I need you out on a date."

Steve told her the hotel and gave her the room number. Claire looked at the big grin on her husband's face.

"Duty calls, huh?"

"Huh? Oh yes, duty. Let's hope it's about ten inches of duty."

"Wake me up when you get home."

Claire threw on a light dress with nothing underneath. He let her kiss his lips before she flounced out the door.

Near three in the morning Claire kissed his cheek and on down his neck to his chest. Her husband's cock rose under the sheet. He watched as her head moved up and down on his cock having no trouble with the length. His whore wife was sucking his cock. He could smell her client's cum bubbling from her freshly fucked cunt. He didn't let the little bit that dribbled out on his own leg bother him. His balls churned to send his load into her mouth. Like always she liked to show him his cum before she swallowed it.

She moved up to lay across his chest, her nipples pressing into his flesh.

"Did you get the ten inches?"

Claire was clenching something in her hand. She had clenched it all the way from the hotel. She put the two one hundred dollar bills in her husband's hand.

"That's my tip. He said he would tip me if I stayed so he could cum in me for a third time. I would have done it for free. The guy had a lot more than ten inches and could really blast a load. After the third time he made me cum so hard I passed out. I awoke to the sounds of a black man in the shower.

"I can smell his cum in you."

"Do I need to shower?"

"No, I take care of the kids in the morning and let you sleep in. You can shower when we are gone."

He kissed his wife on the forehead and wrapped an arm around her. They slept naked together through the rest of the night. Claire woke this time alone in the bed with a trail of black man's semen running from her crotch. A hot bath felt good. Some time alone with her clit even better.

At two the phone rang. Not the burner phone she hoped would ring, but her own personal cell. It was Alan from the party. He wanted to fuck her in his marriage bed Saturday. Claire turned him down and asked him not to call again. Going black was making it hard to go back,

Steve was right. Her burner phone did ring during dinner. She kept it close so she wouldn't miss a call.

"I've got a treat for you. A Black Mormon staying at the Grand America Hotel. He's paying for the night, You'll get a thousand. Try to blend in with the crowd. Oh and take a toothbrush. It might be a long night. Go to room 1226."

Claire got up from the table without saying a word. Her husband followed her to the bedroom.

"Grand America Hotel. I'm spending the night."

"Whoa! Fancy!"

"I know. It pays a grand. I wonder if I'll get a tip?"

"Holy shit! You'll get the tip of something."

"Yes, I know. Steve told me to bring my toothbrush. I'll probably be sucking some cock. I doubt that I'm home before you guys are gone in the morning."

Claire put on a Mormon length dress this time. Still nothing underneath. She kissed her husband on the mouth and walked into the hallway. He watched his little whore's ass wiggle as she walked away.

Back at the table with the kids. Her husband heard the garage door open, her car start, and the door close again. He'd have her back full of cum in the morning.

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A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 08



Claire's husband smiled at his wife and family. They were on the couch watching one of the kid's favorite cartoon movies. This was her third night without her getting a call from Steve on the burner phone. The phone never left her side. She didn't want to miss a call, yet her closeness to her family hadn't been like this since right after neighbor Ralph starting fucking her.

Gone was the wild abandon attitude towards sex in general and black cock in particular. Being one of Steve's whores had given her a sense of worth and security. Knowing the burner phone ringing meant fresh cock and a non-taxable pay check made the days of fucking whoever and whenever fade into her past. White cock could probably still make her cum, but why bother when huge cock, floods of black seed and gut wrenching orgasms would come right after that phone rang.

While putting the kids to bed her husband smiled as the burner phone chimed. Claire was tucking in her little girl while holding the phone clutched in her hand. She kissed her daughter goodnight and stepped back to answer.

"Hi, Steve!"

"Okay, but one at a time."

She smiled at her husband and explained.

"Two guys, same room. Still pays six hundred. Steve says give them two hours."

Her husband followed her to their bedroom. Claire put on a dark top and tan slacks. No bra, but some pretty fancy underwear. She sat on the bed to put on some three inch heels. All of it was new to her spouse. She stepped into the bathroom to put on some light makeup. He watched her from the door.

"I don't recognize my own wife. You look hot."

"You don't want your sweetheart going into the Hilton downtown looking like a whore, do you? What's money for if you can't spend it? We don't have to buy our clothes in a store where the name contains the word 'Mart' any more. The slacks were one-fifty, the blouse, a hundred. My panties cost more that I used to spend on a nice dress. Next envelope in the mail we need to fix your wardrobe."

"I noticed the kids had some nice clothes and some toys we couldn't afford before."

Claire adjusted some classy earrings.

"After we get you taken care I want to redo the den and get rid of the couch where Ralph used to fuck me. You don't want to know about all the cum stains on our mattress since Steve came over to fuck me. That's got to go. I'm not fucking anybody at the house any more."

"Or, any less?" Hubby teased her.

"None at all. I'm not bringing anyone else home."

"What about leakage?" He was laughing as he teased her.

"You've not seen me down there for a while. With the cum some of those guys splatter in me there's going to be leakage. I'm sure not tight like the little bride you married. When we get the mattress we need to get one of those stain proof covers."

Claire kissed him full on the mouth. When he offered a hug she moved into his arms for a moment for them to embrace. Then another peck on the lips.

"I'm going to be late, Sweetie. Got to go to work. Wait up if you want."

He checked in on the kids and went on the computer to kill some time. He'd wait until midnight. Then go to bed if she wasn't home, then catch up on her story in the morning after she slept next to him in the night full of seed from two black men. He wondered how many times she'd fuck them before she left for home. Would she stick to the two hours Steve had allowed her or stay around for extra fucking from each?

Claire backed from the garage and looked at herself in the rearview mirror as she drove towards downtown. She smiled at the image of the whore with a black pimp that smiled back at her. Not a lot of women can say they can kiss their kids goodnight, their husband goodbye, then drive off to get black cock fucked in a nice hotel and return to them later with hundreds of dollars to spend.

Life had never seemed better to Claire as she laughed at herself trying to sing along with a song on the radio. Minutes ahead waited two eager black cocks waiting to pump her full of seed. A couple of days later an envelope would arrive in the mail. Claire pulled to the lower parking level where the elevator would be just a few steps away.

The two men were former athletes with some team. Claire thought one name sounded familiar and felt a little rush knowing she was going to fuck a black guy that she and surely her husband had watched play on television. Of course, there were no uniforms although both men were well dressed. Claire never used a fake name and introduced herself as she stepped out of her shoes. As she pushed her slacks to her feet and stepped from them both men told her their names. Then she realized that she did know the one of them quit well as he played for one of her husband's favorite teams. A jersey with his number was probably still somewhere in their closet at home.

Both men questioned her as she paused before removing her blouse and panties about if she was married and Mormon. As excited as Claire was about fucking someone famous they were equally excited about her really being a Mormon housewife with children and a husband. Both stared as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and lay it over the chair. With her tits in full view both men let out a little sigh. Since she started taking black sperm in her pussy her breasts seemed a little fuller and a little rounder. He nipples poked out like little cones. Her panties were last, exposing her bald cunt. Not a little girl cunt, but one the two big men could use for their pleasure.

"You do know we are going to take turns fucking your married cunt for the next two hours?"

"You had better. I'd be disappointed if you didn't."

Both men had stood up to undress. They towered over her by a foot and a half or more. Their cocks didn't seem that large until she realized they didn't look large in proportion to their bodies. The guy she knew must have had fifteen inches sticking straight out at her. His buddy wasn't much smaller. She remembered telling Steve she wouldn't fuck one of his friends because she didn't want to be a little white wife with a huge cunt. This guy had him beat by a couple of inches in length and Claire wasn't sure he was fully erect.

Claire was a small woman. The athlete's body lowered over her making her wonder if she would be crushed. Yet, he was surprisingly gentle as he ran the head of his penis up and down her slit to make the head slippery for entry. As it lay between her outer lips she knew this one would be her biggest. Claire had quite the cunt on herself already. A little pushing opened her up to let the head go in.

"Oh man, Buddy you should see what your cock is doing to that little whore." The other spoke hoarsely.

Claire's outer lips had spread to let the thick head penetrate and go into her pussy. She grunted a little as she adjusted to his size. She looked down to see the base of him still many inches away. As his huge pole sank the ex-jock seemed a little surprised that the little white wife was able to take him in without screaming for him to stop. Claire was taken in more by the challenge of its size more than she was the slight discomfort of being rammed more wide open than any man had ever stretched her willing cunt before.

Her husband was going to be so surprised when he learned who she had fucked as her new client. She thought back to Steve's huge friend that she didn't want to fuck due to his size. This was more, but she didn't care. Her pussy was for black men now. She like the feeling when it gapped open anyway. What used to be a tight little twat for her spouse only was sure going to gap open now. Her cervix had been poked so many times maybe this was the man that was going to slide in and cum directly in her womb.

As much as she enjoyed the wrecking of her vagina she was cumming again and again as her worked even deeper, Claire felt like her cervix was shoved up between her lungs. Apparently what was supposed to be a tiny opening in her cervix had been enlarged the more black men forced against it.

Claire could see the remaining shaft, what looked like at least three more inches, still outside her expanded cunt opening. The held felt more nestled into her cervix. If a baby could go out a cock would surely go in. Wanting the full length Claire lunged up against huge intruder. She could feel herself open in there and more head wedge into the opening. A little less cock was visible waiting to enter her.

"God Damn! The little cunt is going to let me womb fuck her!"

His buddy watched with his mouth open, moving to get a better view. Claire heard, but only felt giddiness as the head actually nudged into the womb. As she adjusted to the new feeling she dove into the deepest orgasm she had ever felt. She became an animal on the bed as she thrashed under him.

"Fuck me with that big cock. Fill me with your fucking baby making seed. Fuck me hard. I want your seed in my fertile cunt."

Claire knew she couldn't get pregnant but if she was going to be knocked up with a black child this would be the moment she would want it to happen. Her partner was confused that a hooker, even a married one would have taken precautions to keep such an from event happening. Slightly confused he fucked into her even harder with the idea of a white married Mormon cunt having his black kid.

The next thing Claire remembered was regaining her senses enough to see his black face smiling down at her.

"Welcome back." He grinned.

The black ex-jock's cock started moving inside her again. Once the pushing through her uterus happened the opening relaxed and let more cock slide into her depths. Claire was rocking back at this slow strokes and her worked the last five or six inches in and out of her. The restriction of her cervix hardly existed as orgasms crashed though her in waves while the wide shaft moved along her vagina walls.

"Wow! So many guys were right there but never pushed through like that. I feel so fucking huge and spread open. I heard you say womb fucking. Is that what it's called? It's so good in there. Orgasms are so much more intense."

"I'm sure womb fucking isn't a medical term. Did you really mean what you said about wanting knocked up with a black kid? 'Cause I can do it. I've got my own wife at home. She has no idea about my fetish for fucking married little Mormon cunt. I pay to keep it quiet. If there's a baby, that's between you and your husband. I'll want to know about it and see you pregnant with it, but you will be on your own. If you don't want bred you better have me pull out now 'cause I'm real close. Little white cunt has never fucked me this deep."

Claire forced her pussy against his crotch to get him as deep as she could. Since she knew his hang up on impregnating a white wife she would play along with it. Having her tubes tied let her encourage him with out any danger from his seed. She locked her legs around his waist and pumped hard against him. Seconds later his seed fired directly into her womb. Had there been a fertile egg there his sperm would have easily found it.

He pulled out and told her to keep her ass on the pillow he had put under her as to fuck her explaining that his sperm would be swimming around her egg and soon fertilizing it. He reached into his pants and handed her some folded up cash.

"When you know what the baby is you can get it some clothes and shit."

Now Claire just felt bad for the deception. But, wasn't that what whores do?

"What if my husband's sperm kicks your sperm's ass and beats all of them to it?"

He laughed and pointed at her hugely gapping cunt.

"You mean you can go home and have you husband fuck you and either one of you could feel it in the enormous hole I left you?"

She knew she was enormous without needing to look at herself or feel the void he had just created.

"Could happen." She laughed with them about the absurdity of her statement.

Cum was leaking from the slit in the head of his cock and the shaft was all messy with their combined goo. She could imagine telling her husband one of his sports heroes had not only fucked her, but she had sucked on his cock.

While she contemplated the huge head in her mouth he turned to his buddy on the other bed. His buddy sucked the cum from the head and took several inches into his mouth before sucking the juices off his shaft. Claire looked staggered from the turn of events. Was hubby's sports hero gay?

"Uh, mmmm ... maybe I'd better go clean up" Claire stammered.

"No, stay right there. He'll get you next."

His buddy bobbed up and down on his sloppy cock a couple of dozen times, then moved over to the bed with Claire to suck at the huge puddle in her upturned cunt. Leaving her in that position with still a lot of cum in her the buddy proceeded to lick the cum that had run down her cleft past her asshole. He licked her sticky thighs and did a suction movement to gather the cum from her shaved cunt lips. Satisfied with his work he returned to sucking the puddle from her gaping cunt slit. He coaxed her to lift her hips off the pillow so he could get her ass back on the bed.

"There, just lay back and let it flow."

Claire could feel that as he lapped at the entrance to her cunt. Her wide open slit let his friend's semen drain and trickle to her opening. She could feel the sticky seed move slightly from her womb through her now widely spread cervix on its journey to the black man's tongue as he attempted to get every bit of his friend's load into his throat.

The big ex-jock watched from the other bed.

"You need to know we aren't gay. My buddy doesn't like fucking a messy pussy."

"You two are sure close if you aren't." Claire grunted as the cleanup continued between her legs.

"It's a one way thing. We've been friends and teammates for years."

Claire needed to remember the Buddy's name so she could ask her husband. The ex-jock went on to explain what she just witnessed.

"We were on vacation. His wife was at some outlet mall. I had just fucked my wife when he walked in on us. She started to close her legs to his stare. When she realized he was watching my cum running from her open gash she smiled at him and wiggled her hips a little. He crawled right into the bed and started eating my jizz from her fresh fucked cunt. It made her orgasm about a dozen times and about drove her out of her mind."

"I can see how that could happen. He's making me pop one strong orgasm after another. I don't know how he thinks he is going to ever catch up."

"That's the part he likes. He'd tell you himself if his tongue wasn't so busy. Bite her on the clit if that's true, Buddy."

Claire screamed. It was like high voltage running from her sex all the way through her body. Buddy sucked her clit and bit down harder. Claire screamed again as everything went dark. When she came to she looked around the room, quickly remembering what had happened. Buddy was slowly lapping cunt juices. She put her hand on the back of his head to pull his face tighten into her ravished twat. Claire started cumming, trying to keep it under control.

"Oh, my God. How long was I out?"

"About twenty minutes. You were having orgasms while you were out like a light. But, let me finish with my story. After cleaning my wife up she let him fuck her. Then he cleaned her up again, which led to her wanting him to fuck her again. When he went down on my wife the third time I thought I'd better find his wife so she wouldn't walk in on them.

I found her trying on clothes at the outlet mall. They didn't know it at the time but I had been fucking his wife pretty often. The changing room clerk assumed I was her husband when I went into the booth with her. I fucked his wife while the clerk paced nervously outside.

My wife doesn't know I fuck his wife and his wife has him clean her up after I fuck her. I called ahead to tell them we were coming back. I left with my wife so he could clean me out of his own wife."

"Sounds complicated." Claire was trying to listen and cum at the same time.

"Not really. As long as my wife doesn't know I fuck his wife everything is cool."

Claire wasn't really sure where she was or who she was with at the moment. Then things cleared a little as she put it all together that she had been womb fucked and then had her cunt cleaned by mouth. The cunt cleaning was still going on. The buddy raised his head.

"When I roll over on my back straddle my face so we can get the deep stuff to slide out from inside you."

Claire spun her leg over his head so she could prop against the wall. Her open gash settled over his mouth. She could feel cum slide and gather low in her slippery snatch. Even cum was leaving her womb as it tickled a little in the way out to her cervix. Claire tried to clamp down, clamp down to keep some of the cum inside her, especially her womb.

Her efforts made her cum again. Her very femininity was wrecked to the point she couldn't clamp down on anything much smaller than a soda can.

Satisfied she was cleaned the buddy moved her onto her back and shoved his cock into her. With her cervix no longer a restraint her uterus engulfed the head of his cock. The lack of the extra inches no longer mattered as his cock head cradled deep inside her as her womb settled around it. After a few minutes Claire had a large load of seed from a different lover.

As soon as he softened and pulled out the larger cock once again entered her. Athletic hips pumped the huge cock into her. Nothing gentle this time, just an urgency to replace his seed in her. The extra size was welcomed as Claire fucked back at him. Now she realized that she was pretty sore, yet she was a little cum machine as her cunt got pounded. Finally he lunged and his seed again flooded into her.

Much like earlier his buddy was between her legs licking and cleaning her shaved cunt and down into her asshole. Rather than linger her had her sit on his face. She had even less control this time as the cum from two black cocks drained from her slit. Buddy nudged her off his face.

"Are you going to fuck me again?" Claire almost pleaded. She looked at the clock. It was almost midnight.

"Maybe we can catch you the next time. If you weren't bullshitting me about wanting knocked up let me know how that works out. Here's another eight hundred. It's all the cash we have."

Claire laid the money on the bed beside her. She pulled her expensive panties over her feet to her knees. Then her dress pants. She stood, still bare chested to put her pants up to her waist. She put on her blouse and buttoned it across her tits. Fully dressed she stepped into her shoes, put the eight hundred in her purse with the earlier money and tried to step towards the door.

Her knees buckled sending her onto the bed. The second try wasn't much better. She looked like a toddler taking her first steps getting to the door. Both men were laughing at her efforts.

"If your husband and kids wouldn't miss you we'd have you spend the night. Hell, a cunt like you we could set you up in an apartment in California for personal use. You're quite a fuck, young lady."

Claire got into the hallway. She started towards the elevator bracing herself against the wall when necessary. Any one not know how she had just been black fucked would think she was drunk. She'd had lots of black cock before. It must have been all the orgasms that had sapped her strength. In the elevator she could feel the enormity of her cunt as she stood with her legs apart. Shit, she wasn't sure she could get them back together if she tried.

It was after one o'clock when she got home. With everyone asleep Claire slipped into to hall bath. Instead of wiping toilet paper across her pussy she had to wipe around the edges and dab the middle. Something needed to tighten up before her next client.

Claire looked at her huge cunt in the mirror. This wasn't going to help her cunt size. She snuggled then in naked next to her sleeping spouse. She woke while he shaved in the morning and pretended to be asleep. He always took care of the kids when she had a late client. Hours later Claire woke to bright sunshine. She patted her pussy and resisted the urge to finger her clit.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 08



When her husband came home with the kids she had dug through some boxes and found the old team jersey.

"What's this? Sports night?" 

Claire was naked under the old shirt. She was careful not to give the kids a show. 

"Guess who fucked me last night?" She grinned.

Her husband seemed to be puzzled. Guess???

"Oh, my God! That's who fucked you?"

Claire only needed to nod her head.

"Jesus Fucking Christ!! Was his teammate there.?" Hubby rattled off his name.

"Yes, he ate the first guy's cum out of me the fucked me, too."

Claire's husband couldn't have been more excited if someone had handed him keys to a brand new car.

"Wait a minute. They aren't gay, are they?"

Claire told him the entire story. Thanks to her "I might get knocked up" scam she picked up almost a two thousand dollar tip. Not that retired sport stars couldn't afford it. All together a twenty five hundred dollar trick.

The whole situation had her husband trying to think with a hardon poking at his pants. Two of his sports heroes from the Utes had black fucked his wife.

Claire dropped to her knees and sucked the cum right out of his balls and swallowed it down her throat.

"There, now maybe you can think a little more clearly." 

Claire licked her lips and moved her tongue around in her mouth to clear it of his load. She laid back and opened her legs for him to see her reamed out cunt for the first time since before she started fucking blacks. The look on his face told the story. Claire was huge down there.

"Claire, what the fuck?"

"You get that way when you fuck your husband's hero. Just be glad it wasn't Clark Kent.

Her husband stared at what had once been his sweet little bride's tight pussy.

"Holy fuck, Claire. What have you done? Do you think that will just snap back?"

"Not snap back, but it won't stay that big. I told myself I wouldn't let this happen. A couple of guys had made me huge, but after just doing them a couple of times I didn't think my size was so bad. Tonight, once I realized who it was I wanted to fuck him for you. The idea of him destroying my cunt didn't matter. I knew you would want me to fuck him."

"It's okay. I glad you fucked him. But what you said about him knocking you up ... that can't happen with you tubes tied, can it?"

"No. We are safe. It was just some bullshit to get him off."

She caught the look on his face.

"Baby, you wouldn't care if his seed did impregnate me, would you? You wouldn't care if I gave to birth from some black stranger fucking me."

"Not just any black cocked stranger... " The conversation trailed off.

It was a regular family evening. The burner phone didn't ring. At bedtime Claire got in the shower with her husband. She had worn the jersey all evening. It now lay on the bathroom floor. Her husband kept getting a hardon thinking about his wife fucking the former star. Once dried off Claire started for the bed nude with the idea of taking care of her spouse's problem.

"No, wait. Wear the jersey."

Now that he had seen her black fucked cunt she wasn't going to hide it. It was her pussy and it might be a little fucked out, but she was proud of it. Her husband sat between the outstretched thighs of the girl he had married. His fingers touching it turned a little something inside her.

"I can't believe he got to fuck my wife."

"It wasn't just fucking me. He had five inches past my cervix and into my womb. Not many women get that feeling."

He sucked her clit and made her cum. He kissed on her shaved swollen outer lips.

"What the hell is he doing?" 

She panicked in her head. He was between he legs aiming his little cock at her gaping cunt.

"I've got to see what it's like to fuck you after he's been in there."

His cock wasn't making a lot of impact. He was her husband. She could feel him but he wasn't doing her any good. Then she felt his sperm dampen her inner walls. They lay together for a while.

"Well, now you know what it feels like. Next time I don't have a client for several days maybe you can give it another try."

She slept in the jersey and would wear it around the house as a reminder off the first cock to cum directly into her womb.

On Thursday Emma, his mother commented on the lack of opportunity and proclaimed herself in need of cock when he picked up the kids. She didn't know about her daughter's on call hooker status. Emma wanted fucked by her son-in-law.

"I'm going to call about a strange noise in the basement tonight and you had better get over here and fuck me."

When the phone rang about eighty thirty and it wasn't the burner phone he knew it would be Emma wanting to fuck.

"Honey, talk to Mom on the phone. There's some kind of noise."

She handed him the phone and went back to watch TV.

"I guess you'll be over here fucking me. The old man has to be out until at least eleven."

She met him at the door in panties and no bra. He loved the slight droop to her tits and her hard nipples. Bush hair on her mound was now a turn on compared to Claire always being shaved. When she spread with her wet, but tight cunt it made him a little extra hard. It was easy to make Emma cum and easy for him to fuck her twice and cum in her both times.

It became a making out session session with his cock still in her and getting hard again. He hoped she never tried a foot of thick black cock. He felt a mixture of love and lust as his cum fired into her cunt.

Then when he got back home ...

"You were gone awhile. Did you find out what was in Mom's basement?"

"I poked around a bit."

"I'm sure she'll call if she hears it again. She called to say Dad got home just a few minutes after you left."

No one knew that Claire wasn't working any more in sales. High class prostitution got her lots of money to spend and enough black cock to keep her happy. The everyday life of being a mom didn't really agree with Claire. Her mom still kept the kids during the week like she did to help them out when Claire went to work in the first place. Being on call meant never knowing when the burner phone would ring for her next fuck. Having kids home without her husband there could cause her to miss a client and some really good tips.

Friday afternoon Claire was out with a client. Steve had given her a heads up.

"Claire, all the guys love you and I trust you to no end. How are the tips going?"

"Most of the guys are generous after fucking a Mormon wife. Some are a little light, some way unexpected."

"So, you are okay with our deal then? You're getting fucked and making money? The tips are okay?"

"Yeah, Steve, I'm really happy and my husband is happy with it."

"The guy today is going to pay you in cash. I've had guys paying the desk clerk and that can get a little iffy. Don't ever take the money until after they've had their dick in you."

"Okay, sure Steve, you make it sound more like I'm a secret agent than a whore."

The client had a nice cock. The first she had in her since the ex-jock shoved his cock in her womb. Her cervix wasn't putting up much of a fight any more. His ten inch cock didn't need to stretch the length of her vagina. The head of it popped right through into her uterus That made Claire orgasm and a then again when his black seed sprayed into her.

Most every man that fucked Claire fucked her at least twice. Claire appreciated taking home the extra load. The man paid her five hundred dollars and pressed another hundred in her hand. Claire liked the part about getting paid for fucking the guys. Not the money so much as I let you fuck me, pay me for using my cunt.

It was going to be one of those weekends. The burner phone rang right at dinner. Her first repeat customer. She remembered him. Liked his cock. He commented about not meeting any resistance. He got his head past her cervix with nine inches. He tipped her a hundred over the five Steve was charging, telling her that her cunt felt even better. Every black cock made Claire cum several times. It was her nature. Cumming in her womb made it more intense.

She was home in bed by ten. By eleven she was headed to the Red Lion Hotel. The guy wasn't hung at all. Even at seven inches being black made her cum. Her pussy felt snug enough against his shaft that he fucked her and put a load of cum in her twice. Surprisingly he gave her the five hundred and two hundred for a tip. Claire wondered what her trick's wife would have done for the money.

"Back home again?" Her husband had waited up for her.

Claire kissed him and snuggled up naked. He ran his hand over her tits and down her tummy. At her shaved mound he dropped to finger her clit. Did he dare to touch her just fucked cunt?

"Ummm, that feels good." She murmured.

Fingers went inside easily. So, that's how it felt. She had cleaned up. Her husband still felt black seed on his fingers. She put them in her mouth and sucked the cum from them. She pretended to sleep so he wouldn't try to fuck her if that was his intention. She hugged her own breasts and fell asleep.

Right after two the burner phone rang. He kissed her goodbye having forgotten for the moment that she had sucked black sperm from his fingers.

"I may be a while. The hotel is out at the airport."

The man let her in wearing a robe. Claire saw an airline officer uniform hanging on the clothing rack. She was going to fuck a black pilot on layover. Claire learned from their conversation between sessions that she was fucking a guy that would be in Europe later the next day. This guy made up for short cock earlier. Claire laughed at herself for calling seven inches a short cock. The pilot was in several inches past her cervix.

Claire hardly realized she had a cervix any more as it offered no resistance no matter what the size of the invader entering her uterus.

Claire had learned from little things said by Steve that most of his whores only fucked the client once. If they were black they'd being fucking them at least twice, too. Plus, that probably made the tips bigger. If she considered a tattoo it would be "There is no such thing as too much black cock!"

Even though it was Saturday her husband let Claire sleep in. She had come in while he slept. He looked at her naked on the bed. Her money from the night was neatly stacked on the dresser. Nine hundred would go to Steve. Six to Claire. The even two thousand in the pile meant five hundred in tips for a total of eleven hundred for her fucking black dick. Black guys sure enjoyed fucking his wife.

With Claire sleeping in after a long, but enjoyable night her husband called his mother to ask about her watching the kids while he shopped.

"You know we'll get them distracted so you can fuck me."

After the week he had with her daughter it sounded pretty good. While they were at it the mothers bed Claire's burner phone woke her up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Babe! You getting enough cock?" 

Steve was laughing at her sleepy voice. Claire smiled as what he had said sunk in through the fog from being woke up.

"Just right actually!" She sounded pretty cheerful thinking about the poundings she had taken the night before.

"Busy day today. I need you downtown now and there's three more after that."

Her husband's phone rang while he was fucking her Mom.

"It's Claire. I'd better take it."

Emma teased him by fucking back at him while he talked to her daughter.

"Hello?"

"Hi Honey. Where are you?"

"I'm with your Mom."

"Is she close by?"

Emma picked up the pace, grabbing his ass to pull him in deeper. It was harder not to sound like you are fucking somebody when you are fucking someone like Emma. She was laughing to herself about his predicament.

"Yeah, really close."

"Okay. I wanted to tell you that today looks busier than yesterday. Give me a call when you aren't so close to Mom."

Her Mom almost burst out laughing. Her son was about to blow his seed in her as her daughter was hanging up on her end. He pounded Emma hard and sent his cum up inside her. They lay naked on the bed together listening to the kids play in the family room. She looked good for a grandma. Stomach still pretty flat, tits standing proudly on her chest, nipples hard like pebbles. Some cum in her bush from where her daughter's husband had pulled his cock from her still youthful pussy. He fucked her again.

It was later in the afternoon when Claire called. She was between clients, both at the Sheraton. Well, not between clients, between appointments.

"Steve booked me with four different guys. I'm killing a little time between number two and number three. He just called and added one for after a wedding at the Hilton. His daughter is getting married and the ex-wife is there. I guess I get to drain his balls of frustration."

"Are you holding up okay? I mean after yesterday and now five today?"

"Sweetheart, I'm having the time of my life. Don't worry about me. You probably wouldn't want to eat me out after I get home."

He gagged a little into the phone.

"Just teasing, Sweetie. See you around midnight. I should have a cunt full. Love you!"

"Love you, too, Claire."

At 1:45 A.M. Claire sent a text.

"THIS LAST GUY IS PAYING ME TO SPEND THE NIGHT. HIS COCK IS HUGE!"

And in the morning:

"JUST FUCKED ME AGAIN! GOING TO BREAKFAST THEN ONE LAST FUCK BEFORE COMING HOME. LOVE, CLAIRE."

Claire was home in time to help with the kid's lunch. Her husband could smell the cum on her. Something made his touch her pussy from behind. His fingers sank into sperm.

"Her kept my panties. I got a thousand dollars for the night."

She showed him fifteen one hundred dollar bills. Three goes to Steve. Claire carefully stuffed the money in her husband's pocket, flipped her hair out of her face and smiled at him. She gave him a kiss on the mouth, then took his sperm covered fingers and sucked the black client's seed down her throat.

"Maybe I do need some freshening up."

Claire bounced out of the room, exaggerating the sway of her hips as she walked. He shoved sandwiches in front of the kids and followed her into the bathroom. She was holding her hair above her head, looking at her body. Her tits were larger now, her stomach still flat, her bald pussy wet with leaking seed.

"I can hold myself tighter now. There must be two loads still in my womb."

He was watching her in the mirror. Claire grunted, sending a flood of cum onto the tile floor. She laughed, stepped around the gooey mess and into the shower. With the shower door closed and the water running her husband started to walk away.

"I fucked your Mom twice today."

"What?"

"I said that was a lot of cum ... Love you."

"Love you, too!"

Turns out it was a trade show weekend for minority owned businesses. The burner phone rang twice in the afternoon and finally the last one at almost midnight before her last client needed to catch a red eye flight to Philadelphia.

Monday the burner phone lit up. Steve had a repeat client of hers from Friday. The guy wanted to put a couple of more loads into Claire before returning to his black wife that was some local official in Atlanta. Two more calls on Monday night. Claire's husband was really getting into having a black cock whore for a wife.

Tuesday was quiet. Claire got a call for a late night trick.

"This is one I warned you about. Remember I said a couple of the women clerks like to take their cut of the pie in services? You'll like this one. She's young, cute, nice figure, and a redhead. Now is you chance to eat pussy."

"Steve ...???"

"You can do it, Babe. Just tell her you've never eaten pussy before and follow her lead. I'm pretty sure you are going to like it."

She had to tell her husband. He went totally nuts. No that he opposed it. He wanted to watch.

"Too bad, hubby." She kissed him goodbye. "I'll tell you all about it unless I get a taste of the girl's cunt and never come home."

It kind of fucked him up as he watched her wave goodbye and back from the garage. A little of her wondered if what she said to tease him might have some truth to it. After all, Salt Lake City had more gays per population than almost anywhere else in the country. There was word there would be a lesbian mayor in the future. There must be something good about it.

Steve called to give her the number of the room where she would meet the redhead The young woman answered the door wearing her hotel uniform.

"I had seen you in the hotel. I was hoping it was you. You didn't look like most of the hookers."

"Uh, thanks ... I guess."

Claire didn't know what to do. Finally they kissed briefly on the lips and hugged. The redhead's name was Hannah.

"It's Hannah with an 'h' on the end. I was named for Hannah Tapfield, one of Brigham Young's wives. Mom was a nut about Mormon names and all four of us girls got named after one of them."

Hannah stepped towards the bed, unbuttoning the uniform buttons to her top. She was wearing LDS Temple Garments underneath. She stepped out of her skirt, leaving it on the floor. Out of her garments her bush was bright red and neatly trimmed. Also, naked by them Hannah smiled at Claire's smoothly shaved cunt.

"I wish my husband would let me do that. I'd look like a little girl."

There wasn't anything little girl about the cunt lips protruding open through the light thatch of crotch hair or the huge knockers and trim waist. Once nude Hannah had a movie star look about her. Claire's first lesbian act was to suck and kiss the nipples on what the uniform hid that had to be a pair of DD's. Claire wondered how one of her black clients would look fucking the pale skinned redhead.

The fascination with Hannah's boobs took all of Claire's attention. Did she kiss her mouth or kiss down to her flat stomach? The skin was smooth. Further kissing took her into the soft fluffy hair on her cunt. Hannah squirmed her hips and kept her knees wide apart as an invitation for Claire to kiss her flowering snatch. The essessence of her arousal tempted Claire to move her face into the young woman's married cunt.

With the first taste Claire knew that as much as she loved swallowing semen the taste of the young redhead had her burying her face for more. Hannah let lose with a muffled scream and let a flow of her girl cum flood towards her new lover's awaiting tongue. For someone with her face in a twat for the first time Claire had Hannah lit up and all over the bed. Finally Hannah flopped around on the bed, then remained still after a huge girl orgasm rushed through her body.

Claire didn't know what to do but move up and cuddle. Maybe get another shot at the giant boobs. The kissed and cuddled and talked.

Hannah explained that she was married with four children and wouldn't have dreamed of an affair with another woman. She was pretty certain that her spouse had never cheated on her and she had never been with another man. What started out as a joke with Steve about taking it out in trade became her first experience with a woman. An experience she enjoyed very much.

Claire's tales of black cock and womb fucking left Hannah amazed at the encounters.

"God, a black cock. That's way at the top of the taboo list."

Hannah got her first look at Claire's black fucked cunt.

"I don't think I could walk if that was done to me. Do you get used to it."

"Right away, and you always want more. That's how I got in the business. I do black cock only. My husband just goes with it."

Hannah was at her pussy. She kissed the smooth outer lips. Then dipped into Claire's gaping slit. Hannah looked up with a smile.

"I need to warn you. One of your sister's in trade almost didn't go back to cock after I was done with her."

Claire laughed at the joke.

"Seriously, if I would have ran away with her she would have left her husband and kids."

"What happened to her?"

"She's still hooking for Steve. We have a little romp every now and then. So, what am I going to do about you?"




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 08



Claire gave her a defiant look. Her pussy had been eaten at lot of times. Then fucked by the man. She couldn't imagine the redhead leaving her satisfied ... she couldn't imagine it until Hannah sucked one of her cunt lips into her mouth and ran her tongue over the fleshy inner part. Then switching over to the other one, also working over the fleshy part and sucking the whole cunt lip into her mouth. After that running her tongue up her slit and into her vagina had Claire going off and out of control. She was cumming so hard her tummy hurt. She thought her girl cum would surely drown her new friend.

Hannah kept pace, eating her pussy and reaching up to pinch her nipples and maul her tits. Claire was used to being in control, and this wasn't in control. She brushed Hannah's red hair with her hand, then pulled her face into her cunt. Hannah sucked a cunt lip into her mouth, ran her tongue along the cum covered inside, then bit down hard into the flesh. Claire orgasmed hard.

Then the other side, first the licking, the swallowing, then the biting hard enough to make Claire cry out in pain, but still cum on the pretty redhead's face. The action slowed with Hannah back to slowly sucking and licking up juices. Almost relaxed Hannah attacked her clit. First sucking it between her lips and pinching down on it with her mouth. Then the teeth biting down so hard Claire screamed in pain, but gentle enough it felt so good.

Claire was aware of raising her body off the bed with her feet and then slamming her ass back down on the bed as Hannah refused to let go and kept biting down hard. Several times she raised up and slammed down screaming, crying, and then laughing at the sensations as orgasm after orgasm wracked from her cunt up through her body. Her clit felt huge now. The biting caused that. Hannah made everything radiate from her clit as the assault continued. The redhead bit down again. Again Claire muffled a scream and began to cum so hard that everything became quiet and dark.

A hotel room? Claire wasn't surprised. Someone slowly eating her pussy felt really good. She decided to let whoever it was think she was still out. Claire's clit was aching, her pussy lips extremely sore. Hannah! The big titted redhead desk clerk! Normally Claire would want cock in her, but right now she wanted more tongue. Hannah sensed Claire was alert to what was happening to her. She pinched down on her clit with her lips covering her teeth sending Claire into a bed shaking orgasm.

Just as Claire started to come down Hannah bit her clit with her teeth. Claire screamed. Again the mixture of pleasure and pain was evenly matched. Claire's new orgasm sent fluids of her girl cum into Hannah's mouth. Hannah sucked in a swollen cunt lip, licked the inside and bit down hard. By the time Hannah went to the other one Claire was on fire with lust. Hannah sucked Claire's clit between her teeth again. Instead of biting hard it was sucking, then biting again and again until Claire was reaching her climax.

The last thing Claire could remembered was Hannah biting her clit hard and her own scream.

This time when she came to she felt like her whole body had cum from her head to her toes. Where the fuck was Hannah? She wasn't eating her pussy. Was she going to mouth fuck her again? There was a rustling noise in the room. The air smelled like cunt.

"Welcome back my little whore."

Hannah's voice was soft and loving. Claire found her standing by the bed buttoning her blouse over those huge tits. The huge tits that had drawn Claire into her in the first place.

"I told you another little hooker wanted to give up cock and family and have me run away with her. What do you think?"

'Yeah, I'll do it. I don't even need to tell them goodbye."

Claire laughed. Hannah laughed with her, then bent over to kiss Claire goodbye. Claire wanted to pull the sexy redhead into the bed with her. Hannah sensing that stepped back. At the door Hannah turned back to Claire.

"I need to get home. I told my husband that I was filling in for someone that was late. You can' push that too much. The room is covered for the night. Don't try to walk too soon. The soreness will go away. The next time you have a black guy twelve inches up inside you try to decide which you would prefer ... him or me."

Hannah smiled, the door latch clicked. Claire was alone. She laid naked for a while on the bed. Her fingers felt her sore clit and bitten cunt lips. She was surprised that instead of wanting a huge cock to fuck her she wanted Hannah back again.

The warning from Hannah was correct. Claire had a hard time getting from the bed to dress and even worse getting down the long hall to the elevator. She felt like a huge vagina with arms and legs. All of her feeling focused between her thighs. She knew the meaning of the term "gut wrenching" now.

Claire barely remembered driving home or going into her house. He husband was sound asleep. She didn't need a shower and wouldn't wash the touch of Hannah from herself it she had needed one. She dropped her clothes into a pile and crawled naked into the bed beside her husband. He let her sleep in the next morning.

She didn't want to get out of bed. Her phone rang at lunch with her husband checking in.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sweetie. How did the lesbian encounter go last night? Did you eat some pussy?"

"A little bit. Mostly she was doing me."

"Did she make you cum?"

"What do you think?"

"Can't wait to hear all about it!"

"No big deal! I kissed her pussy and she ate me out."

Claire didn't really want to talk about it with him.

The whole day was spent feeling numbed by the experience. Hannah's words about whether Claire would prefer twelve inches of black cock or Hannah working over Claire's cunt were stuck in her head. Claire tried to call the hotel. Hannah was part time and off until Saturday.

Steve called Thursday to set Claire up for a trick that evening. Claire wasn't even sure she wanted a man fucking her. With Hannah out of touch maybe some black cock would be just what she needed. She could always make it about the cash. That was part of the high being a whore gave her.

Claire was relieved to have the black stranger's cock poking deep in her womb. Had it been one of those guys with a short dick she might have stalked Hannah to the ends of the earth. Instead her love for being black fucked made her cum twice before her squirted his seed to the back of her uterus.

She really needed to fuck him again or she would be trolling the bars for another black guy and giving it away for free. Sucking the client's cock got him interested again. A whore looking for seconds surprised the man. The second load in Claire had some power behind it. It was all so deep Claire would make an effort to clinch enough to keep it inside her. In the morning she woke next to her husband with a sticky cunt and soaked sheets. Her husband had awakened her with a kiss and pointed out the mess she made when the black seed leaked from her.

"Must have been a good night." He quipped.

"Yes ... it was a pretty good night. Got an extra two hundred and two gold stars. The guy was some school administrator from Idaho."

"Speaking of Idaho, what happen to the good old boys and the gangbang?"

"They called. I turned them down. I'm not interested a bunch of rich short dicked white farmers."

"That's my girl! Black cock forever, huh?"

"Yes, Sweetheart! Black cock forever!" Then Claire thought, "And, a little redhead from Mill Creek!"

Two more clients on Saturday night. Claire was appreciating black again. Hannah was far from just a memory.

Sunday found Claire with her family in church with black seed still in her from the night before. She held as much of four loads in her womb as she could. She could feel it as they walked in and smiled as she knew it was inside her while someone rambled on about Joseph Smith. Visiting with the uptight and the slightly unfaithful wives gathered with their husbands Claire wanted to lean in to each of them and say, "I'm full of black cum" to see their reaction.

Emma had an life changing announcement at dinner with the family. The idea of something dark and impending always frightened Claire's husband now that her had many times buried his seed in Emma. The announcement came from his father instead.

"I'm taking Emma on a month long cruise."

He looked at Claire.

"Your sister will watch your kids for you so you can work. Then when we come back we've had enough of raising kids and grandkids. After that Julie will take care of your kids for money or you can choose your own daycare."

Claire seemed pissed. How dare her mother turn away her kids even though she herself didn't care for them to be around. Brian couldn't get to Claire any more. It had been a while since his brother had fucked his wife. Julie flashed a "fuck you smile" at her sister.

"I'll watch your kids for $150 per week. Regular daycare would run you twice that."

Claire usually would make that in tips for fucking some guys at a hotel.

"Okay, you watch them. Is Mom paying you until they get back?"

"Yes, she already has."

Emma could see her younger daughter was mad and caught me with a grin on my face. Claire wanted to go home where she stayed stomping made until the burner phone rang around 9 P.M. We were watching television. Claire was happy to get out and get some cum blasted into her. Maybe turn the extra energy into a big tip from her trick.

Claire kept trying to connect with Hannah. Twice in her hotel Claire missed her because it wasn't Hannah's night to work. A third of Claire's tricks were now repeat customers making her schedule a little more filled causing her to be out more and more. Having a total of seven kids in the house made it difficult, but not impossible for Claire's husband to fuck her sister Julie when he would pick up his own three. It was all about opportunity and Julie being wet hoping for the chance to fuck her younger brother. Three times in two weeks seemed like quite the accomplishment.

Saturday morning the burner phone rang right in the middle of the family late morning breakfast. The kids were dressed for shopping with Mom and Dad. Claire winked at her husband knowing she would be getting fucked instead. He watched the look of anticipation on her face.

"Hello?"

"I guess you remember Hannah. She's been bugging me for your number. She's provided good leads from the hotel and been a good friend and you are my top money source. So, if you two want to get together to play I'll just step back and let whatever happens happen. Just don't turn lesbian on me. I'll have black guys crying all across the country."

He gave her the number and told her to have fun.

"Hey, if a client calls you'll have to get your face out her cunt and take care of my guy."

Claire was trembling when she looked up at her husband.

"Looks like you go without me."

Claire was in her car and down the street while him and the kids were figuring out what had happened. Claire dialed Hannah's number. Even if Hannah didn't answer she was out of Saturday shopping. The line was ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hannah ... it's Claire."

There wasn't any wasted conversation.

"My husband has taken the kids to see his Mother. I have to work at three. I need to see you."

Mill Creek wasn't far from where Claire lived. She wrote down the address and soon pulled into the driveway. Hannah met her at the door and pulled her inside. Hannah was kissing her with tongue and had her hand on Claire's cunt. Claire opened her legs for Hannah's fingers and went for Hannah's big tits. Both women undressed, leaving their clothes scattered inside the front door.

"Come on, I want to fuck you on my bed."

The two went past family photos framed on the hallway walls. Eyes all staring at their nakedness as they walk by with each with an arm around the other's waist. Hannah pulled the covers down over the footboard.

"This is where my husband and I fuck once week if I'm lucky. Twice a week if I'm not. I don't really like his cock in me. And, his cum ... well, yeck! I don't like the idea of it in me at all."

"On the other hand," Claire giggled, "I love a black man's cum in me and try to hold it so it doesn't leak out. White cum isn't in there far enough to stay long. I try to piss it out in the toilet."

Both women giggled until they snorted and fell onto the bed. It was like a couple young teens or maybe children playing doctor as they tossed and tumbled around on the king mattress. A kiss here, a kiss there, some sucking between lips, a finger, a few teeth until Hannah ended up on top with her big tits crushing softly down on Claire's equally admirable, yet smaller ones. The kisses became long and deep, busy with tongue. That seemed like enough ... kissing woman to woman. Hannah kissed better than a man and Hannah would agree the same about Claire if only the question needed to be asked.

There was no rush about it. They had time together. No reason to rush. Hannah's soft red hair on her bush tickled Claire's shaved mound. Claire was wet and could feel Hannah's juices drain down onto her. They were wives and mother's that didn't give a fuck about husbands or children as long as they could be in each other's arms. Hannah broke the kiss.

"I'll let you do me first. I not sure you'd have the strength when I complete the plans I have for you."

"It's not going to be like last time is it?" Claire teased.

"It's going to be exactly like last time."

Claire bit a nipple. Hannah bit one of Claire's. The it was kissing and sucking tongue again. They rolled in the bed until Claire was on top.

"I thought girls were supposed to do the sixty-nine thing?"

"Well, I guess they do. But, I'd rather have my face licking the nectar from your cunt and not have to worry about you worrying about me."

Claire thought about what Hannah had said. They kissed again. Girl kisses could last a long time. Claire broke the kiss.

"You mean even if I didn't eat yours you could spend hours eating mine making me cum over and over again?"

"That's pretty much it. I like making a girl cum."

"Girl? How many girls?"

"Counting you and the one that wanted to run away with me?"

"Yes, come on. Spill the details. I'm a big girl. I can take it."

Claire was making a pouty face. Hannah smiled brightly at her and gave her a kiss before answering. A lingering, long girl kiss.

"Two ... and if you want to be my friend it will just be one. Jealous?"

"Hell yes, I'm jealous!" 

Claire began kissing Hannah's tits and nipples until Hannah begged her to stop. It felt good being with Hannah. Hannah was feeling the same way about Claire.

"Okay, since it seems we are going steady I think we should do ... " Claire paused. "The sixty-nine thing."

"Deal ... I get to be on top."

"I thought you'd want to be!"

Claire parted Hannah's red bush with her tongue. Lots of reward was leaking from her slit. From licking her clit her tongue went in Hannah's pussy. Hannah was putting .out quite a lather for a girl that would rather give than received. Claire made her cum first.

Hannah's big tits felt good on Claire's tummy as Hannah reached her face onto Claire's hairless twat. Claire managed not to lose it as Hannah's tongue buried into her dripping snatch. Having her clit sucked between Hannah's teeth and the playful nip got Hannah a flooded mouthful.

Both women enjoyed the connection. Peacefully lapping at each other's very essence made them cum several times as they would slowly lubricate then gently suck it from her lover's cunt.

Hannah moved backwards off Claire's face, turned on her back, lifted her knees and slowly spread them for Claire to get at her open pussy. The look in Hannah's eyes reminded her of the way her husband had looked at her on their wedding night. There was love in Hannah's eyes.

Claire went right for Hannah's clit, sucked it gently, then nipped it just like Hannah had done to hers. Hannah's tummy knotted a little as an orgasm started to build with just that gentle touch. Claire sucked gently, teasing with her tongue until Hannah moaned and sent some clear fluid into her slit. Claire lapped it from Hannah and worked her tongue into Hannah's folds. Maybe is was thirty minutes, maybe not. Maybe Hannah had cum a dozen times. Maybe more.

The two joined again at the head of the bed, face to face, nipples on nipples. Girl kissing ... lips, tongues, breath ... moans, sighs, whispers.

Claire spread for Hannah. Much like the first time, cunt lips sucked into Hannah's mouth, licked with Hannah's tongue, bitten between Hannah's teeth. Claire didn't think she would come so hard if it weren't for the biting, enough to hurt, again gentle enough to make her cum again and again. Claire's clit was already swollen ... anticipating another attack from Hannah's teeth.

Did it seem like she was biting harder? Maybe a little harder. Claire was wondering is she was cumming harder. Decidedly so! Blacked out again? Probably a couple of times. Maybe more. Hannah's soft voice broke the trance.

"Claire. I'll be late for work. Look at the time!"

Claire looked for a clock. Shit! Hannah would have to hurry and Claire needed to get home. She grabbed for her burner phone. Thank God she hadn't missed any calls from Steve.

"I'm all gooey. Want to clean me up?"

Claire dove between the redhead's legs and lapped at her little soaked cunt.'

"Clean me good and I won't need a shower."

Claire grunted as if it was a reply as she rooted deep into the redhead's cunt, even catching the little bits that had started down her thighs and around her asshole. Hannah let lose another little wash of girl cum as Claire sucked her pulsing clit.

"Goodness!" Hannah declared. You'll never get it all if I keep making it."

The two stood up together boob on boob. Claire put her hands on both sides of Hannah's face and kissed her deeply. Hannah kissed back, then dropped for one final taste of Claire's cunt.

"I need to tell you," Hannah paused, What I said earlier about rather eat than be eaten ... I've changed my mind about that ... you send me places I've never been. I can't wait until you can eat me again. I love you, Claire."

"I love you, too, Hannah."

There was another long girl kiss before Hannah and Claire quickly dressed before Hannah rushed towards the hotel and work.

Claire thought about Hannah on the way home. Neither one wanting to be the guy or anything weird. It was just girl loving between one Mormon wife and another Mormon wife. Claire laughed about Hannah not wanting her husband's cock or cum in her. She didn't want her own husband's cock or cum in her either. Being Saturday night she could expect the burner phone to ring so she would be coming home before the night was over with a load of someone's cum inside her.

It was looking like a typical LDS family night for Claire and her husband and kids. The kids were happy and playful. They had a nice dinner together. She and her husband had kissed several times with most of his attention on her nipples. A couple of times he had his hand on her cunt with no intention of trying to fuck her.

About a quarter after seven the burner phone rang. Her husband smiled and winked at her. His wife would make another three hundred plus a pretty good tip while getting the black cock she needed. Claire went to change into her upscale clothes. She had acquired a pretty nice closet of things from the nicer stores.

"Steve said that he had two clients for me. The second hadn't set the time yet. It could be late when I get home."

"Tomorrow is Sunday. I can wait up for you a while."

"You know me. I like to hang around until the last cum is drained from the guy's balls. Wait up if you want."

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A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 09



Claire's husband kissed her goodbye and she drove off to her first trick. Steve called them clients. Claire ever wanting to be the whore called them tricks. Claire thought so much about the afternoon she just had with Hannah she almost ran a traffic light. She was thinking of eating Hannah's cunt when Steve lit up the burner phone. He gave her the location and time for the second fuck and added a third. Claire called home.

"Hi Honey, Steve gave me the details for my second trick and added a third."

"Okay, Sweetheart. I'll let you sleep in the morning."

"Thanks, Babe. You're the best."

Her husband was watching television to kill the evening. Three black guys wouldn't be a lot of a challenge for Claire. He thought of how she started fucking Ralph and all the men that followed. Then the black cock. He had even watched her fuck black cock and bareback the load. His own cock started to stir.

What he would have liked to see was Claire eating pussy. Two girls fucking each other was hot. His cock stirred again in his pants. He wouldn't try to fuck her when she got home. That part of their marriage was probably over forever even if she tired of black seed in her. He laughed ... tired of black seed in her ... like that would even happen. She was so lost to black cock. He pumped his cock with his fist until he unloaded in his own hand. He would try to fuck sisterJulie when he picked up the kids on Monday.

The phone woke him after midnight.

"Hello?"

"Looks like I'm out for the night. Steve just called in two more tricks."

"Sounds like you'll be pumped full when you get home."

"Already am. The first guy had a huge cock and a huge load. The second guy talked about his wife while he fucked me. The last guy didn't last long, but must not have cum in weeks. There was no way to hold all that in. I showered in his room before leaving. I'm off to number four."

"You must be getting tired."

"You know me. I'm like that rabbit with those batteries only with me it's black seed that keeps me going."

Claire kept going and going until getting home at 3:30 in the morning. She folded her clothes on the chair and joined her husband in bed. She liked sleeping nude and waking up in a sloppy mess of leaking cum. The womb fuckings made it easier to keep it inside until she slept and let it trickle out. Her husband hugged her naked body and kissed her goodnight.

Sunday afternoons and nights had become busier as businessmen came in early to be ready for Monday meetings. What better way to prepare for a meeting than filling a willing white cunt with seed the night before? Claire got black fucked twice by strangers that Sunday, once in the afternoon and again after eight.

Claire invited Hannah to lunch on Tuesday. Hannah took her two kids that weren't in school to her husband's mother while Claire's sister was being paid to babysit hers. Lunch was like a date for the two with them flirting with each other through the meal. Claire couldn't stop looking at the shape of Hannah's huge tits through Hannah's blouse. Going to the lady's room together turned into a brief make out session. Hannah wanted to get back home and at Claire's cunt.

They joked about going steady. Everything about Hannah was new for Claire. Who would have thought fucking black cock and eating white pussy would go so well together? This time Hannah was even more loving and less brutal with her teeth. Claire took her turn, pushing her face into Hannah's little cunt. They lay naked and talked about family, marriages, and how they met their spouses.

Hannah had studied a trade school course for hospitality and hotel management. Probably more of a sales pitch from the school than of being a lot of value. Hannah hoped the education would lead her to a resort job overseas. Instead she landed a local front desk clerk job before meeting her husband. Then as kids came along Hannah went part time, didn't work at all, then was back at part time again. Her husband had no clue that she was pimping to guests through Steve and pocketing a few dollars per week to spend on her kids.

Neither had dated much in high school before marriage. Both lives had taken an unexpected turn with Hannah's interest in pussy and Claire's love of black cock and sperm.

Both women stayed naked as they went to Hannah's kitchen to get drinks and make a snack to serve as lunch before another romantic love session. Claire kept her hands on Hannah's tits and nipples. They spent more time kissing and fondling than fixing something to eat. Hannah asked Claire to get the Mayo from the fridge. With her bent down Hannah stuck a couple of fingers in Claire's exposed cunt. Claire kept her face in the cool air as Hannah's fingers made her cum.

Lunch was pretty much forgotten. Claire sat on the counter and spread her legs to give Hannah access to her snatch. Claire waited for the biting from Hannah, almost needing it to cum her hardest.

"Oh, fuck, Hannah! Chew my pussy, bite my clit. I need it so bad."

Hannah hit her hard with it, biting Claire's cunt lips and gnawing on her engorged clit. Claire tried to get to the bedroom. She stumbled onto the couch with her legs in the air. Hannah had her face right back in Claire's crotch. Claire's orgasms were coming one after the other as she worked her own tits and nipples.

When Hannah paused to catch her breath Claire pushed her backwards onto the carpet. Quickly diving between Hannah's legs she buried her face in her pussy and gave just as good as she had just been given. Hannah was moaning and groaning on in front of the TV.

"Don't spill any. My kids lay here to watch cartoons."

"Not a chance! Have you ever seen me spill any?" Claire laughed.

"That is the fun part of being a girl with a girl, I guess. Wouldn't want to waste a drop."

Not that any was being wasted. As Hannah was cumming surge after surge of her girl cum Claire was catching it on her tongue and sliding it down her throat. It was early afternoon. Hannah wasn't working that night, her husband worked until five, home around six. The two wobbled back to Hannah's bed and collapsed in each other's arms, kissing and sucking and touching. She'll call her husband and have him pick up the kids. His mom always said she never got enough time with them. Let them stay while Mommy sucked pussy and got hers sucked as well.

"I love you!"

"I love you, too!"

Those words got exchanged a lot as the two sucked and fucked each other. And, they genuinely meant it. They did love each other. And, yes they were going steady. Well, except for Claire. But, to be fair she wasn't fucking her husband and Hannah had been trying to avoid hers. Didn't want his cum in her.

So, the girls ran it right up to 5 o'clock. In both cases the husband's were picking up their kids. Okay, to be fair, Claire's husband was fucking Claire's sister, and this was one of the nights that he did. Surely Hannah's husband wasn't trying to fuck his mother although Hannah did refer to him as that when she got angry. Okay, to be fair. Claire's husband did fuck her mother. And, okay, to be fair, Claire would fuck a couple of black men while hubby waited at home after dinner with the kids.

Thursday Hannah called all excited.

"Claire! Guess what I did!"

"Oh my God, Hannah. What?"

"I did it! I shaved my pussy!"

Claire thought of the tuft of hair on the redhead's crotch. A bit of a tangle and easily soaked in Hannah's juices it was part of Hannah that she loved and accepted as part of her.

"Shit! You didn't?"

Claire imagined herself licking the now hairless cunt of her best friend.

"I did. I'm bald as a ten year old. I can't wait to feel you tongue on my shaved cunt lips and your tongue in my slit."

"My thoughts exactly. What are you going to tell your husband?"

"I'm not telling him shit. My period starts this weekend so I'll have a few days. When he does get lucky enough to fuck me he puts it in and is done in about a minute anyway. He might not even know the difference if I don't tell him."

"If you period is about to start I can't wait for that to be over."

"Why don't you come over for a little peek and a taste?" Hannah teased.

"Be right over. I'll have to stop for gas in the car."

Claire put on a dress that hit a few inches above the knee. Nothing else underneath. A little gust of wind caught her at the gas pumps blowing her skirt up enough that the guy at the next pump saw her bare pussy. Claire put the hose back and took her receipt. The wind gusted again. The guy at the next pump caught her again.

"Hey, if you'd like to fuck I think I can do that pussy some good."

Claire smiled and stepped right up to him.

"No, you can't do it any good. I don't fuck white guys."

"I saw your wedding rings. What about your husband?"

Claire turned as she got in her car and smiled. Still smiling as she started to close her door ...

"I don't fuck him either."

Then she drove away giving the man the finger.

Hannah called Claire twice on the way over to see why she wasn't there yet. She greeted Claire at the door wearing one of her husband's old t-shirts. She peeled it off and struck a pose for her.

"What do you think? I bald and soaked down there!"

"I can see that." Claire tossed her dress off over her head. "Let's see if we can get that either cleaned up or a whole lot wetter."

Hannah squealed and rushed to her bedroom. Beating Claire by just a few feet she fell backwards in the bed and spread her thighs. Her shaved pussy glistened with her girl juices. The redhead looked different, much younger, without the thatch. Claire almost didn't stare at the huge tits and hard nipples.

"Come on, taste me. Lick my pussy. Eat my cunt. Suck my clit."

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Claire took care of all four requests. Then sucking at her slit she made Hannah cum uncountable times before letting up.

"I didn't think I would like it. I loved your bush, but ... don't ever let it grow back!"

Time for some more girl kisses and Claire nibbling at Hannah's boobs and hard nipples. They lay together for a while, kissing here, kissing there, nibbling, licking, tongue wrapped around tongue, nipples to nipples, tummy to tummy, mound to mound. Then Hannah eating Claire's pussy while Claire brushed her hand on Hannah's red hair. Then more frantic as Hannah hit the good spots, biting hard where Claire liked bitten hard, sucking up her girl cum, feeling her tummy heave as each orgasm hit.

And,

"I love you, Sweetie."

"I love you, too.:

Then more kissing ... tongue around tongue ... looking into each other's eyes as they lay skin to skin.

"I'm glad we're going steady."

"I love to eat your cunt."

"Mmmmm! Me, too!"

Again, they pushed the limit of their time. Hannah had taken the kids to her husband's Mom without telling her it was for just a little time to experiment with shaving her cunt. Now, she'd hurry to pick them up. 

Claire would go home. A shower, dinner with husband and kids. No call on the burner phone. Claire didn't need that this night. A night to reflect. A night to dream about Hannah's shaved bottom and how Claire's tongue liked kissing and licking down there.

It was Friday. Claire would fuck some black cock, get some black seed dumped deep in her womb. Hannah called a couple of times. They talked like young lovers over the phone. Hannah's hubby didn't learn about the shaved cunt. Claire did fuck two black men although three or four would have been fine with her. She was glad her husband was still up and on the computer when she got home. What she didn't see was the tissue full of cum he had ejaculated while looking at cuckold porn and remembering his wife with Steve in their own bed. Luckily she was too filled with cum to smell the small amount her husband had released from his own balls.

"How was the night?"

"The first trick was a preacher from some black church in Milwaukee. He only fucked me once. I was kind of insulted he only put one load in me. He did give me an extra hundred to pretend I was some little girl in his church. He kept calling me this little girl's name when his cock went in and when he was fucking me. Then when he was done he made me promise not to tell anyone what we did. Not even my Mommy."

"That son-of-a-bitch is nuts!"

"Yeah. When he went to take a piss I got one of his business cards from his wallet. Somebody needs to send an email to silent witness. That will be your job."

Her husband looked at the card and nodded.

"It was sick, but I kind of got off on it myself. You know, but in a good way." Claire mused.

"How was the other guy? Normal I hope."

"Yes, he was an older guy. Big man, nice cock. Put a lot of cum in me. Said he played football for BYU, like back in the eighties. Really a nice guy. Fucked me three times. Big loads, the first two. He told me he had all the white pussy he wanted from the Mormon girls getting away from their parents then wanting to try some football cock. They weren't very careful, with him knocking several of them up. The school told the parents to basically to shut the fuck up and either raise the kid or put it up for adoption. He married a white girl his senior year that liked being black fucked. He still fucks a lot of white girls. His wife didn't say much as he kept her fucked to her limit and she thought fucking a football player was her ticket out of Utah. He blew out a knee early and had a short career."

Claire's husband looked him up on the computer, found that he did play at BYU. He showed Claire a photo from when he was on the team.

"That's him! I wish I could have fucked him back then."

"What do you mean? You still had him cum in your three times."

"Can you imagine all those little Mormon's taking his big cock and then his wife getting fucked every day with that thing?"

Claire took of her clothes and stacked them on the chair.

"Remind me tomorrow to put some fresh cum rags in the car. I've gone through about a dozen this past week and tomorrow is Saturday and you know what that means ... lots and lots of black cum in me."

Claire pressed against him naked and kissed him goodnight. She could feel Mr. BYU's cum still draining from her. A lot had been spurted into the far reaches of her womb.

"I'll need to change the sheets in the morning."

Letting her sleep, Claire's husband checked in on wife before taking the kids to Grandma's house. They had the little flat key above the door so Claire could sleep in the nude with the door locked and the kids not run in on them. She would need to change those sheets. Cum had leaked out from her slit and was puddled between her outstretched legs as she slept contently after her night of black cock. She looked like an angel with the blissful look on her face ... an angel with a huge cum oozing cunt. He smiled and closed the door.

Emma was glad to see them. The kids were hustled out to the back yard to play. Emma lifted her dress to tease her daughter's husband with her hairy pussy. Not to be out done he pushed her towards her bedroom and gently pushed her on the bed. Her felt like eating some pussy. Emma was all for it as he slid his face between her legs. He loved the taste and smell of her. Emma rocked and wiggled against his face, soon loading his tongue with her girly nectar. He plunged his hard cock in where his tongue had been, sliding in her buttery cunt. He had mother cumming twice before her final one when he fired his seed into her.

He told his kids to be good for grandma and went to do the shopping. It occurred to him that Claire could do the shopping during the week. If the burner phone rang when she had a cart full of groceries her client could wait.

His phone rang while he was shopping. Steve had awakened Claire for a client. She was telling her husband she'd be out when they got home. He was putting groceries away when she came home with a cunt full of black cum leaking down her thigh. She was in the shower when the burner phone rang again. Dressing quickly she left to get fucked again.

Claire called to say it looked like she would be out most of the rest of the day and into early morning. Steve was going to stop by to pick up his cash, his share of the tricks that paid Claire directly.

"How much do you owe him?"

"It's three hundred he owes me if they pay by credit card and I owe him two hundred every time I get cash. I owe him forty-two hundred."

"Thirty-Two hundred. Shit, Claire. That much?"

"Eight times it was credit card. He owed me $2400. Twenty eight times I got cash. I owed him $5600. That's $3200. The money's in the safe."

"Claire ...??? You've fucked thirty six black men in a month?"

"Well, technically it's won't be a month until Tuesday, but Steve says he's got some bills. Looks like by Tuesday it will be more like fucking forty black cocks in the month."

"Jesus, Claire. Forty guys? You fucked most of them twice. That's a lot of cock."

"Yeah ... well if was a thirty one day month it would be a couple more than that. Got to go. I just parked the car. I need to get my cunt in the elevator."

He dragged the safe from it's hiding place in the back of the closet under the rack that held all of her "fuck me" heels. Claire usually put the money in the safe. The combination was a joke to Claire. It was the date she first fucked a black cock. There was a lot of cash, two car titles, an insurance policy and their wedding certificate, Wedding certificate??? Yeah, you'd want that kept in a safe place.

He counted out $3200 for Steve. There was still a lot of cash. They were spending a little bit at a time. All the money had come from some black man's hand into his wife's. Might as well give it a count. Thirty two times $300 would be just under ten grand. They had been saving for a couple of months. Claire got good tips. The more he counted the more his hands shook. The total count was $28,640, knowing Claire had spent almost ten thousand on clothes, kids, and furniture. The advantage of letting your wife fuck black cock and get pumped full of their seed was around Thirty Five grand.

The kids were playing in the living room. Claire's whore earnings were stacked in front of her husband. He didn't have a wife any more. He had a business partner and a mother for his kids ... sometimes. In a slow month she would take in over ten thousand dollars. He listened to the numbers in his head. He pictured that many black guys fucking his spouse. God knew she loved it.

The doorbell rang. Steve chatted a few minutes before asking for the cash.

"You know your wife is pulling down over ten grand per month plus tips. I hope you keep it in a safe place."

"Yeah, we got a safety deposit box at the bank." 

He knew he needed to lie so he wouldn't get beaten up and robbed some night while Claire was out fucking one of Steve's clients.

"Well, you guys do something nice for yourselves with it. Claire's a great gal."

He found himself shaking hands with his wife's pimp. Not that he dressed like one. The guy was all style. He could see why Claire wanted to fuck him.

"Oh, Steve. Before you go. Claire never says ... do you still fuck her?"

"She's a great fuck, but if you run the candy store you can't mess with the candy."

Steve laughed and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Besides, I like them early on with black cock, even my own. They get pretty loose. Have you tried fucking her lately?"

"Claire's pretty happy with it all swollen and gapped open when she comes home full of cum. I'm not touching it."

"You know what they say about if Momma's not happy no one is happy. She's still good to the kids though, right?"

"I had to get on her about the kids, but she is better now. But, she's definitely getting fucked enough to be happy."

"Well, if you see it getting too much for her let me know. Nothing's worse than a burnt out black cock whore."




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 09



Her husband thought about Claire and the bounce in her step as she would go out to meet a trick. There was no way anything was going to burn her out. Later that night Claire kicked off her shoes and went into the bathroom to pee. Back in the bedroom she stripped naked and crawled into bed.

"The last guy shot his load as soon as he pushed into me. It was another half hour getting him up again. Then he fucked for an hour before he could cum again. It was worth the wait. I've got a cunt full."

Claire had developed a habit of clearing her slit of cum with her fingers then licking it off. While she was talking to her husband she did it twice, him opting for a kiss on the cheek goodnight.

"Oh, Sweetie. Did you give Steve his money?"

"He stopped over for a few minutes. Said you were doing a hell of a job if it doesn't burn you out."

"Do I seem like it is burning me out?"

"I don't see you slowing up any. Do you know how much cash we had in the safe?"

"It's not about the money. I just put it in there. It looks like a pretty good stash."

"It's almost thirty grand, Claire."

"Wow! That's fucking a lot of black guys, huh?"

Claire giggled making her pussy bubble cum again. The finger went from her pussy slit to her mouth again.

"Claire, that's a lot of black guys. Do you even know you finger cum from your pussy and then suck it off into your mouth?"

"Really??? I guess I don't notice. Tastes good though."

She ran a couple of fingers between her cunt lips again and made a big deal of sucking the black sperm from them.

"Anyway good night."

Claire backed her naked body into his chest and snuggled in. He cupped a tit and soon both were asleep. The next morning Claire had leaked black seed all over both of them. Her husband showered again. Claire put on one of his T-shirts ... no panties ... no bra. She'd change the sheets and shower later. She was eating some cum from her pussy when Hannah called. They talked several times per day. The conversation changed.

"What are you doing anyway, Claire?"

"Eating cum from my pussy."

"Eeewww! That's gross!"

"This guy fucked me last night. First he shot cum in me before he ever got it in me. Then after I got him hard it was an hour before he spurted a big load in me. It's still leaking out a little."

"Again ... yuck Claire! One of your black customers?"

"Cum's cum, Hannah. The only difference is what comes out of you nine months later. There's the difference."

"You're weird, Claire!"

"You mean if I came over there right now you wouldn't eat my pussy because there's black seed in it?"

"I don't eat cum, Claire. I don't care where it comes from."

"I bet you would. I'm coming over. You need to try it."

"Don't bother ... definitely not interested! You'll be wasting your time."

"Doubt that. You little cunt's getting wet just thinking about it, isn't it?"

"Not the nasty part. The idea of you coming over might have my juices flowing."

Thirty minutes later Claire walked in through the unlocked door. Hannah heard her pull up and was rushing to the front door. Claire got to her first in the hallway for a big kiss. Hannah broke it off after the passion cooled a little.

"Shit, Claire. Do you taste like cum in your mouth?"

"A little trickled out on the way over. Nice, huh?"

"What are you doing? You taste like cum, you are dressed in just an old T-shirt, there's dried cum all over you. You look like you fucked two or three guys and didn't shower."

"It was two guys twice. I usually go to bed full of cum and change the sheets and shower after everyone is gone in the morning. I was enjoying the feel of it all when you called. Now let me get to that little cunt of yours."

"You're disgusting, Claire."

Yet Hannah pulled off her shorts and laid back on the bed. With her sex spread wide she opened herself to Claire's mouth and tongue.

"Not Fair. Not Fair. Not Fair. Not Fair!"

That's all Hannah could say as Claire mastered her willing cunt. After making her cum hard three times and several little ones Hannah went slightly limp. Claire rolled up from between her legs and laid beside her. They were soon facing each other on their sides, nipples to nipples, kissing passionately, swirling tongues.

"Hannah? Go down on me please. Eat my pussy."

"No, no way. Not with four loads of some man's cum in there."

Hannah jumped up from the bed and retreated to the closed bedroom door. Claire exposed her cunt and patted the insides of her thighs.

"Come on, Honey. It not just loads of cum, it's black man's cum. It's sweet, come try it."

Wet cum was slowly oozing from Claire's slit. Hannah backed against the door.

"You tell me you love me and you won't eat my pussy? Hannah, what's wrong with you?"

Claire teased the poor young mother. Wiggled her ass, made her tits jiggle on her chest.

"At least come to the foot of the bed. You like my pussy, don't you Hannah?"

"But, it's got guy's cum in it. I don't like guy's cum."

"Are you sure? What guy's cum have you tasted?"

"Just my husband's a couple of times. I didn't like it."

"This is different. You'll like it. It's special."

"Black guy's cum???"

"Come on. It's mostly me anyway. You know how wet I get. Just get close, smell me, see the cum lay in my slit."

Hannah did what she could. The urge to gag and puke was overbearing. The fragrance was what a whorehouse must smell like on a Sunday morning. The scent of fucking wasn't really that bad, it was the black seed that was pooling even deeper dead center in Claire's cunt.

"Hannah, Sweetie, just give it a little taste. If you don't like it then you can quit, no hard feelings."

The room seemed to spin. Hannah leaned in towards Claire's cum crusted crotch, stomach, and thighs. She barely remembered moving her face into Claire's cleft with the distant voice reassuring the young woman that it would be all right.

There! It was on her tongue. She remembered lapping the warm seed and froze. Hannah started to retch on the sheet. She coughed and gagged, but did not throw up. She waved her hands and backed up.

"I can't do it. I just can't."

"You can, Hannah. You truly can. You have cum in your mouth, on your lips, your chin ..."

Hannah touched her face, felt the cum on her mouth and chin.

"That bad, Hannah? Was it really that bad?" 

Claire sounded so sympathetic.

"Don't you taste more of me than some man?"

"I guess so."

"Try another taste."

Hannah wiped the glob from her chin and licked her finger.

"Yuk! I can't do it."

"Of course not. Not from your chin. You say you love me. Take another taste from my pussy. You do love me, don't you?"

"You know I do."

Guilt won out. Hannah took another sip of the juices. As much as she hated the idea of it, she took another, then relaxed into tenderly lapping at Claire's whore cunt.

"Not, so bad? Hannah, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just a little creepy. You know, you fuck a black guy, I'm eat cum out of you eight hours later."

"It's okay, Baby."

Claire put her hand on Hannah's head and guided her face back into her crotch. Hannah licked as the juices kept flowing into her mouth. Claire started to cum at the sensation of her girl friend eating cum from her cunt. Hannah remained there for a half hour or so, drinking whatever nectar came from Claire's slit. She could still unbelievably taste the men's seed mixing with the gushes of girl cum from Claire's twat. Although Claire still held the the back of Hannah's head it was no longer necessary as Hannah's face voluntarily continued to give Claire pleasure.

After much naked making out between the two Claire returned home to shower and launder sheets. The burner phone did not ring that night. Everything looked like family to her husband ... except that damned phone that was never further than an few feet away to be quickly answered if it rang. Cliare sucked his cock when they went to bed and slept naked next to him. He should go fuck her mother again Saturday while Claire's dad golfed with buddies.

Hubby's hand drifted to her stomach while they slept. She stirred and pushed his hand lower. Both lay awake while he stroked her clit.

"What are we doing?" Her voice was soft.

"No black man tonight. I thought you might need a little comforting."

"You keep messing with my clit and I'll shove my blacked fucked huge pussy over you dick."

"That never happened when we married. You would just lay there with your legs spread and me between them fucking away at you like a good little Mormon wife."

"Yeah, good times, huh?" Claire laughed.

His cock was hard, poking between her ass cheeks.

"I never did get on top and ride you did I?"

"No, you never did."

"I've ridden a lot of hard cock, Sweetheart. Maybe you need a turn."

Claire moved onto her knees. With him on his back Claire lifted a leg and aligned his cock with her slit and settled down in one smooth stroke. She adjusted her position and began moving up and down slowly on his shaft. A day on her own left her a little tighter than she expected. She had learned how to cum with her g-spot and clit. Even black men can have a small cock. Some not much bigger than her husband had gotten her off pretty good.

He could feel her pussy grip him. Not tight like weeks ago when she was just his wife and not a fuck bucket for whoever wanted her, but the sensation was there that would make him cum.

"I'm I getting close to deep enough to do you any good?"

"Hmmm, almost deep enough. Are you going to cum in me?"

"There's a really good chance of that. Feels tighter than I thought it would."

He watched her above him, nipples hard on her tits, her ass swaying from side to side as she rocked up and down on his cock. She had mentioned that she had gone up a cup size since she started fucking blacks, for whatever reason. She also had a little more ass on her although her waist was a trim as when she became his bride.

To whatever extent she was his. She was not her mother, not her sister, but his. How did things come to this? His balls didn't wait for an answer and didn't care. He was cumming in his own wife. She was cumming, too. Was she faking it or was it real? Fuck her! I was real to him. His sperm shot up into her, probably like those tests of strength at the carnival where one would hit the lever with the big hammer and try to ring the bell to win a prize for the lady. The bell probably didn't get rung. No big teddy bear for his Claire, or a small one for that matter. The marker didn't rise up that far, maybe a 60 out of 100. Had a crowd been watching the event they probably would have let out a collective groan of disappointment. Maybe sent him home with a goldfish in a small glass bowl.

But, fuck her, in more ways than one. He didn't have to jack off into a wash cloth or slip over to thes and he didn't have to pay to fuck her like those other thirty or forty guys per month did.

"That was a nice surprise. I didn't think you'd ever fuck me again."

"I wasn't the one on top doing the fucking, but thank you. 

Claire kissed him on the mouth with a little tongue.

I'm going to go take a shower."

He heard the water turn on. He could see her through the open door soaping herself up, washing herself, shaving her pussy. He dozed off before she returned to the bed and woke up with her naked in his arms. The last thing he remembered was thinking was that he had just fucked his wife and she showered. When she fucked the blacks she came to bed without a shower and full of their cum that would leak from her cunt while she slept.

The next day went the same way. She talked to Hannah several times on the phone. Claire getting Hannah to eat black cum from her cunt wasn't mentioned. Sweet and silly things were discussed along with several exchanges of I love you between the pair. The burner phone stayed quiet. No call from Steve, no black man to fuck.

At bedtime again Claire lowered herself over her husband's cock and took his seed as far as he could launch it into her depths. No bell got rang, no prize again if you compare it to what she really craved. She either faked it or he made her cum again. He liked fucking his wife. As the night before she showered and came back to bed to cuddle naked against him and fall asleep. The next morning she awoke in a playful mood and told him she would fuck him again if it wouldn't make him late for work. He was only a few minutes late.

She spoke to and teased Hannah over the phone again. Again no mention of black man's cum being sucked from her cunt and swallowed. She called her husband on his way home.

"Hi Sweetie. You may want to stop by somewhere to get the kids some hamburgers. Got a date tonight. A three-fer. Three black guys want to pretend they are gang banging a white girl's cunt. Steve set it up for them taking turns over three hours for a thousand if I don't wear them out first. I get to keep seven hundred of it. I should be home around ten o'clock. I love you."

Her husband thought enough about Claire taking on three men at the same time. Fully aroused and knowing he wouldn't be stupid enough to try to fuck his wife when she got home he went to the computer and pulled up some videos of a white woman fucking several black guys. After about ten minutes he shot a load into some tissues and wiped his cock.

True to her nature of not leaving black balls with sperm in them Claire got home at 10:45 P.M.

"How was your three man gang bang? Doesn't look like you wore them out. They didn't wear you out did they?"

He was joking and laughed. Claire gave him a scowl.

"Why, do you want to go a round?"

"Probably not. How big were they?"

"I'd say nine, ten, and twelve inches."

"Maybe I'd better pass. Sounds pretty intense."

"Good choice!" Claire grinned at him. "They got into kind of a completion as to who could cum the most in me. It was pretty rapid. I'd say it was fifteen times between the three of them."

"God, what was that about?"

"From what I got of the story they gang raped some white girl right out of high school. Even though it was rape at first she got into it. A few days later she approached them. One of the guys apologized to her. The girl said it was okay, and if they wanted they could do it to her again. After that whether it was one, two, or all three that wanted to fuck her she was available. That went on for almost two years with even some buddies joining in to where there were about eight black guys fucking her when they needed a place to release a load of cum. She ended up married to one of three, I think the guy with the nine inch dick. Even though the other two married she still fucked all three. I think tonight was sort of reliving the night when they first gang banged her."

"Wow! What if something like that had happened to you when you were right out of high school?"

"With three black guys fucking me like that I wouldn't have ever met or married you."

Claire's cunt was really open and it was not hard to believe she has taken the fifteen loads. She took ten hundred dollars bills from her purse and laid them on the dresser. Dropping her clothes in a pile she rolled naked into the bed. She kissed him on the cheek knowing he didn't like kissed on the lips after she had been on tricks. Pushing her nipples into his chest she told him she loved him.

That night, unlike the two nights before when only he had fucked her she rolled her back against him and made no effort to shower. He caressed a tit with one hand and trailed it over her stomach. She moaned and pushed back against him. He thought of fifteen loads of black man's cum in her. Running his hand over her hip he felt her sopping cunt from behind. He took three fingers and pushed them inside her with no resistance then pulled them out. Feeling the stickiness he lifted his hand to her mouth. His wife sucked in his fingers and licked them clean.

She nestled back against him and murmured, "Thanks, Baby," and went to sleep knowing most of the cum would run out and be all over her and the bed in the morning.

Things were a mess. Even her husband needed to rinse off before going to work. Claire went back to bed, getting up at 11:00 A.M. she called Hannah.

"Hey, Sugar Snatch, how are you today?" Claire already had plans for the girl.

"You sound like you got well fucked last night. Must have been quite load to make you sound this cheerful."

"Yeah, all over the sheets this morning. Even hubby needed a little clean up from the leakage."

"How many this time?"

"Three guys paid for a gang bang. Fifteen or sixteen times they spurted cum in me."

"Well, good for you. So, what's up?"

"I thought I'd come over and share. You do love me, you do like to share, don't you?

"Not a fair question. You know I love you. Not so sure about your cunt when it is full of black sperm."

"I imagine after another time or two you'll look forward to slurping black seed from my pussy."

"Chances are you won't take no for an answer, so get your sloppy little cunt hole over here."

Hannah cut off the call. Claire giggled.

Hannah was making lunch for her kids when Claire arrived. The two of them talked about little things. Husband's, family, work, all the details of Claire's fucking the night before. Finally the Hannah's kids were fed and watching TV, one of them already asleep.

"So, you've got a sopping went surprise for me, do you?"

"What you haven't let soak into my panties while you took your sweet time."

Claire put her hands under her skirt and pulled out three fingers which she held towards Hannah's face. She sucked Claire's fingers into her mouth and gagged a little.

"I'm not sure I can get used to the taste of your used cum."

Claire laid back and Hannah went between her legs to spend several minutes cleaning her cunt. Then it was mostly Claire while Hannah finished about twenty minutes later. Claire made Hannah cum a couple of times, kissed her goodbye and went home.

That night the burner phone rang about 8:30. Her husband had been thinking about fucking Claire again with her lowering her big pussy over his cock. That idea faded like a puff of smoke. Claire left about nine and was home by eleven.

"It was a credit card night. I got fifty as a tip in cash." 

Claire laid two twenties and a wrinkled ten on the dresser. She undressed and got naked into bed with her husband. He had already seen a little drool of sperm trickle from her pussy slit. She'd get up in the morning crusty and slick down there, hopefully the one man show wouldn't get leaked on him, too.

The next morning there was no call from Hannah, which was pretty unusual. Hannah had worked at the hotel, but was usually up before Claire. Claire had got accustomed to staying in bed until Hannah called. Claire called later in the afternoon. Hannah seemed a little reserved and not like her usual self. The pair didn't get together for over a week. Even then Hannah didn't want to play lesbian Mormon wife. The next week the explanation of the problem came out when Claire visited.

"Claire, I'm pregnant."

"What do you mean, your pregnant?"

"That's it. Pregnant, with child, knocked up."

"I thought you didn't like your husband's dick or his sperm in you."

"It's not his!"

"Not his? Who in the hell's is it?"

"I work with a black desk clerk named Louis. I was telling him about you fucking black guys. I asked him if it was true about about black guy's having big cocks. We teased around it for a while when he asked me if I wanted to see his. We have a little office behind the desk. We stepped back there and he pulled it from his pants. It was soft, still bigger than what I've ever seen."

"Well, duh!" Claire scoffed.

"I touched it and it went hard to about a foot. He told me it was ten and a half inches. I held it in my hand much longer than I should. It seemed right to put it in my mouth. I sucked it a little. Someone came to the desk. I had to quit and then the lobby got busy. When we got off work he told me his apartment was only two blocks away if I was interested. I had to keep myself from breaking into a run. I sucked him a little more and let him fuck me. I used the excuse that the girl on the next shift was late. He fucked me good. I realized I was probably fertile and he was fucking me bareback. He couldn't pull out because I had my ankles locked around his waist.




A Little Help from a Friend Ch. 09



The next night he fucked me again ... and the night after that. My husband wondered why the woman I said was late didn't get fired. Now I'm the one that's late. I took the test. He inseminated me, probably the first night. He's excited that I'm having his baby. After having that cock in me I'm excited, too. I could see having a lot of his babies."

Hannah was quiet for over a week. Claire let her work it out. Hannah called.

"I'm in trouble now. I told my husband I was working an extra hour because my relief was working two jobs where one ended and the other started. I was fucking Louis every night after work and loving his black cock in me. My paycheck came with no extra money in it. He had his Mom watch the kids and came to spy on me, following me and Louis to his apartment. Louis was in the bathroom, so I answered the door when I heard the knock. I had no idea what to say."

"I knew you must be fucking somebody, but a black guy, Hannah?"

"How did you know I was here?"

"I followed you, you lying cunt."

Louis saw her at the door. Hannah introduced them. Louis invited him in. His cock was huge in his briefs. Her husband noticed right away.

"I was going to ask you why, but I can see the answer to that."

"I'm sorry honey. At first I wanted to see, then I had to touch, then I had to have him fuck me. Now I'm pregnant and I doubt it is yours."

There it was out. No more secrets. Now he knew.

"Pregnant?? Holy fucking shit, Hannah!"

Everyone stood there silently until the husband spoke.

"Are you going to fuck him tonight?"

"Yeah, I'll stay a couple of hours since you already know. See you at home."

"If you are going to fuck him I'll stay to watch. If that huge thing goes in you I have to see it."

Hannah and Louis looked at each other and shrugged. Hannah closed the door and undressed as she went to the bedroom. She laid back on the bed waiting for Louis to fuck her while her husband watched. Hannah had fucked him enough getting it in was no problem. She watched her husband's face all the time she was fucking Louis. He took his cock out and starting jacking off, soon sending a feeble spurt onto the floor. Louis pumped a big load into her. He pulled out with a plop leaving a trail of cum from deep inside her.

"Is that what you wanted to see?"

Hannah's voice snapped him from his trance. His wife had just fucked a black man and let him cum in her bareback. He didn't answer.

"So, when I got home two hours later he was up and waiting for me. Claire? Are you listening?"

Claire was picturing the scene in her mind.

"Yes Hannah, I was listening. Stunned but listening."

"So, I was a mess down there, pretty much like you coming after me when those three black guys fucked you. I decided to see how things were going to play out. I got into our bed naked. My own husband stared at the cum from Louis that was starting to leak out. Next thing I knew he went down on me."

"Oh, my God! Really???"

"I swear. He ate every bit of of Louis' black seed from me. He licked and sucked until there was none left in me."

"Did he try to fuck you?"

"No, he wanted to know when I was going to fuck Louis again."

"What did you say?"

"I told him since he knew we were doing it I was going to fuck Louis every night after shift. He asked what if I got pregnant. I reminded him that I had told him I already was pregnant and the baby would belong to Louis. He seemed as excited about it as Louis was when I first told him he had knocked me up."

It was a couple of days before Hannah called again.

"Claire. What should I do? Louis fucks me every night after work. When I get home my husband eats all the cum out of my well fucked cunt."

"Which part don't you like?"

"Oh, I like it all."

"Then if Louis wants to fuck you and your husband wants to eat his cum out of you I'd let them do it. What are you thinking?"

"I guess you're right. Why should I stop a good thing?"

Claire had her own good thing going on. She was fucking a lot of black clients for Steve. The sex and money was good. On the rare nights she hadn't been fucked she would ride her husband's cock with her black stretched pussy still managing to cum using her g-spot and clit. She felt like a wife again. A naughty, slutty, black fucking wife, but still a wife. The burner phone never left her sight.

Then Hannah called with the latest.

"You aren't going to believe this. My husband called me at work last night. He said that instead of fucking Louis at his place that I should bring him home with me so he could watch. Then my husband would drop him off in the morning before work. It felt a little weird, the two of them together. Him watching Louis fucking me in our bed. Louis stayed hard in me until he unloaded big loads twice. Then my husband ate me out right in front of Louis which made Louis hard again. So, Louis fucked me for a third time and before cleaning me up my husband grabs Louis' cock and starts cleaning him."

"That is extremely weird."

"Not so weird as when Louis is almost clean my husband starts sucking his cock. I mean he sucked his cock until Lois spurted cum in his mouth, which he swallowed. Then he ate me out again. Louis fucked me one more time and all three of us slept in our bed. I fucked Louis again before my husband took him home and went on to work. What do you think of my life now?"

"A little jealous, mostly confused. Holy shit. Your husband sucking your black lover's cock. I'm not getting over it. I'd leave mine if he did that."

"It freaked Louis out, too. He isn't coming back to my house, but we are still going to be fucking after work and hubby still wants me to come home full of Louis' cum for him to eat out of me."

Claire realized it was time for some distance. She wasn't interested in going down on Hannah if she was going to be black cock obsessed. She felt a little guilty making Hannah go down on her after fucking the black threesome.

Steve kept her busy. The burner phone rang a lot. Claire still got the occasional chance to settle her black ruined pussy over her husband and didn't mind his cum in her. He pointed out that she showered after fucking him but got in bed overflowing with cum after fucking a black client. Claire didn't change her habits, stating that she liked the black men's seed in her.

The next call from Hannah was to invite her over to talk. Claire dressed modestly and drove over to Hannah's house. Hannah was dressed like a Mormon wife with a dress below her knees. Her tummy was already starting to show the baby bump from the half black child inside her.

"Being knocked up looks good on you." Claire smiled.

"Thanks. I don't remember being this big this soon with my husband's kids."

"Maybe big cock, big baby." They both laughed.

"Oh God, Claire. Where has my life gone? It sure made a turn didn't it."

"Well, at least your husband stopped sucking cock."

"With one small set back. He wanted to watch Louis fuck me again so I brought Louis home with me. Like the time before he ate the cum from me when Louis pulled out. Louis got hard watching. Without the pretense of of cleaning him up my husband starting sucking Louis' cock and deep throated him. Louis shot a load hard enough cum squirted out through my husband's nose. I'll never get that image out of my mind."

"I guess that means he can't watch anymore."

"I won't let him anywhere near Louis and still worry about where he learned where to deep throat or if he was just determined to swallow his black cock."

"Maybe you should ask."

"A wife just can't ask her husband who's cock he's been sucking. And, who would really want to know? Ewww!"

"I guess I get your point."

"That's not why I asked you over. You'll to promise you won't tell Steve."

"Depends on what you did."

"I fucked a few black guys at the hotel. This guest was staring at me when he checked in late. He asked Louis where he could fuck a white woman. Louis played it cool and said he would check. The guy nodded his head towards me."

"How about her? Would she fuck a black guy?" The guest asked in a whisper that I still heard.

"We normally have a guy we call and have him call you. But, let me ask."

Louis came over and explained what I had already overheard, then asked.

"Do you want to fuck him? You could use the money to save up to spend on our baby."

"Or, my own kids. We could use the money right now and I'm sure a little hooking would turn my husband on as well. Ask how much he would pay."

Louis walked back over to the black man that might pay to fuck Hannah. In those few seconds Hannah decided she really want this stranger's cock in her spurting seed. Claire waited for what she would say next.

"I smiled at him and stepped back from the counter so he was see the baby bump, I saw them talk and Louis held up two fingers. I didn't know whether he meant two hundred or twenty. My mind was made up to fuck the guy at either price hoping his cock would be as big or bigger that what Louis had been fucking me with. Louis directed him to his room and said I would soon follow. I argued with him that I couldn't leave the desk and lose my job even though two hundred was more that I made working for the hotel in a week part time."

"Don't worry, I'll cover for you. Nobody is going to know." Louis assured me.

"In the room I undressed with the guest watching me closely. He looked at my swollen little tummy."

"I can't believe your husband would get you pregnant and then you'd let a black man fuck you."

"The man couldn't believe his luck. Fucking me thinking I was having my husband's baby was a turn on for him so I let him believe what he had just said. His cock was nice. Maybe a little bigger than what Louis had, but no doubt it felt like another inch up into me. I couldn't help myself from cumming several times while his black cock plunged in and out of me. Then when he filled me with a big load it was incredible. Not only was I whoring myself, I was cheating on both my husband and Louis. I got two hundred from him and returned to my job at the desk in just over thirty minutes. Now I see why you love it so much."

A later phone call confirmed that Hannah was fucking even more of her black guests with Louis helping cover for her. At Claire's suggestion she started charging three hundred per guest. Claire was tempted to tell Steve, but knew her would hurt Hannah, Louis, and probably the baby.

Claire let the friendship cool to where things were very distant. Things were good at home. They had one hell of a pile of cash and Claire was black fucked happy. Claire was closer with her kids. Her husband didn't make a run at her mother or sister as often. Every night she didn't have a client she'd settle her cunt down over her husband's cock and let him cum in her.

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