0 comments/ 123431 views/ 9 favorites Awakening Erica Ch. 01 By: sxinxs1 Erica's mind had been a whirl as she washed her soft body, and made sure her beautiful tight pussy was shaved smooth; just the way David her husband loved it. She couldn't help massaging her tender clit with the warm water from the shower nozzle. Erica had found just the right setting on the shower head to prolong her orgasm for hours, and since David hadn't fucked her tonight, she needed release for the sexual tension that had built up while sucking his 8" cock. Moaning loudly as the jetting water frigged her clit, Erica brought up her left leg to rest it on the edge of the bathtub rim, and spread her fleshy pink cunt lips apart so she could jam two fingers into her moist kitty. As Erica fucked her horny pussy with her fingers, she kept reciting over and over in her head that tonight was all for David, and the love they shared. But way back in the darkest recesses of her mind she knew that there was a part of her that wanted what would be happening later on - maybe even more than her husband did. Erica sighed, and brought one of her firm C cup tits to her mouth, and sucked hard on her erect nipple, while continuing to dig her long supple fingers into her wet fuck hole. Erica's twat was on fire, her fat clit swelling up as the water from the shower head continued to masturbate her. Chewing greedily on her nipple, Erica remembered the first time she allowed David to get past first base, and plopped out one of her tits in the back row of the movie theatre. He had sucked and chewed on her tit, while finger banging her pussy all through the movie, and she had had at least five orgasms before he let up. Erica could hardly stand when the movie was finally over, and when they got outside to the parking lot, she was so mentally out of it that she ended up sucking him off in a dark doorway that was a fire exit for the theater. David had pushed her into the doorway, and before she knew what hit her, she had his fat choad jammed down her throat, and his jizz coating her tonsils. She licked her lips, and could still taste a hint of her husband's seed from the blow job she had given him an hour ago. As far as Erica was concerned David could shoot his load down her throat any day as she loved the salty flavor, and wondered if all men tasted the same. Continuing the manipulations on her twat, Erica's mind strayed to what might happen tonight. David and she had broken just about every taboo they could think of that wasn't too far out there. Anal, bondage, light S&M, role playing and public sex had all been fair game in their eight years together, and she had loved every minute of it. Erica had been 18 when they got married and still a virgin, but tonight one of the final taboos was about to be broken, and she would be fucking another man at her husband's request. "It will be alright baby," David had said to her a few days ago when he first broached the subject, "If I land this client for our firm, it means full partnership...we'll be set for life." Erica hadn't been very keen on the idea, and was reluctant to say yes. All that had been going through her mind up to this point was what if David became jealous, would he still love her or would he leave her? David had told her that he wouldn't get jealous, and that it was only this one time so in the end she capitulated, agreeing to be a whore for the record exec tonight. "But what if I enjoy it?" was the final thought she had before going to bed that evening. Now in the shower, she fantasized about another man's cock in her, using her like any common prostitute, and the idea made her pussy send shocks through her whole body. To feel some stranger's cock penetrate her where only her husband had been before. To have another man's lips kiss her and suck on her clit, before dumping his steamy load either down her throat or into her cunt. Erica needed more now than just her fingers fucking her heated pussy, she needed a cock, any cock. David hadn't wanted to fuck her tonight because he wanted her pussy to be as tight as possible for the client, but here she was with an aching inside that needed to be filled. Erica's eyes fluttered open and saw the bottle of shampoo sitting on the shower rack, and she reached over to grab it. Taking a bit of body wash, she lathered the bottle up, and set it on the shower seat, then slowly lowered her flushing pussy over its end. Erica had to work her pussy in a circular motion over the bottle head to get it to go in, and she winced at first from the intrusion of her large make-shift dildo. Inch by inch she lowered herself onto the bottle till she had it almost completely inside her. Grasping the bottle base with both hands, Erica began riding up and down on it, slowly at first as the bottle was about 6" in diameter and was the biggest thing she had ever had crammed up her twat. Erica was in ecstasy from the fucking she was giving her cunt, and also from the thought that it was actually a stranger's big, fat cock that was doing the fucking. Her pussy made loud squishing noises as she danced faster and faster on the bottle. Erica wished this feeling would never end, her vaginal walls stretching wider from the thickness of the bottle, and she bit down hard on her lower lip, thinking to herself, "It would only be this once." She would meet her husband's client and fuck his brains out, and "It would only be this once." She loved David, and would do anything for him. If he wanted her to fuck another man tonight she would..."Just this once." "What would it matter if she liked it," she thought..."Oh yes, I wish this was his cock in me now," ...it would only be this once..."Fuck me with your fucken big cock," ...only just once..."Cum in my pussy," ...just once..."I wanna taste your sticky, hot CUM!!!"...oncccce. Erica's orgasm hit her like a freight train, and she bucked up and down on the shampoo bottle, forcing it deeper into her pink crevice as wave upon wave hit her, making her moans stronger, and all she thought about was the orgasm taking hold of her – and a more conscious thought of being a stranger's slut for the night. The climax lasted for almost 10 minutes, before Erica could finally get up enough energy to move. She leaned back against the shower wall, half the shampoo bottle still sticking out of her muff. With a tug she pulled the bottle free of her twat, and washed the cunt cream off of it. "I can do this," she thought, "and still love David. And if I like it all the better," and smiling to herself she finished with her shower, and made ready to be the best whore money could buy. ****** The drive to the restaurant where Erica would meet her husband's client didn't take long. It was about 20 minutes from where they lived, and was picked out by David especially for this occasion, as the restaurant was in the Hotel Merlot. The hotel was very posh and was well known to attract celebrities. The reason for the attraction was not so much the hotel, as it was for the hotel's reputation at anonymity and discreetness. Many of its patrons were rich and had a penchant for adultery. What better place to have his wife wine, dine then sixty-nine a client, and be back in bed before midnight. Erica was nervous as she stepped out her black BMW. There was still a part of her that couldn't believe what she was about to do tonight, but with a giggle and a smile, she handed the keys to her car over to the valet, adjusted her tight black mini-dress, and walked toward the entrance to the hotel. Erica sashayed through the lobby of the hotel, her long silky blond hair falling just past her firm succulent ass. She couldn't help but notice the attention she was drawing, and every male eye seemed to be drawn to her, and even some of the female ones. David had always told her how lucky he was to have her for a wife. He said she was the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen, and that she could make a dead man cum. She smiled to herself again, hoping that the client wasn't a dead man, and had plenty of cum to give her. As she reached the restaurant doors, Erica noticed a very handsome black man standing off to the side, and before she could do a double take, he was making his way towards her. She hadn't even thought that the client David had set her up with might be black; at least she hoped that he was the client for more reasons than just not being hit on by every guy in the hotel. Erica eyed him up and down, taken in by his size. He was 6' 4" and weight about 220 lbs, which was a giant compared to her 5' 2" 100 lb frame. The man's eyes were like milk chocolate and his skin was just a shade or two darker. He had a well trimmed goatee and a shaved head. His clothes were tailored to the T, and he exuded confidence, even standing still. Erica was very pleased that he wasn't some middle aged fat man, who probably had a 3" pecker, and a bad heart. "You must be Erica? I'm Devon Childs," the man said extending his large hand towards her. Devon's hand enveloped Erica's, which was tiny in comparison, and she answered with a smile, "Yes Mr. Childs, I'm Erica." As he led her towards the restaurant he chided her for calling him Mr. Childs, and told her to call him Devon. The Maitre d' led Erica and her companion to an available table, and by the way he spoke, he seemed to know Mr. Childs. Devon tipped the Maitre d', and held the chair out for Erica brushing her exposed arm with his hand, which sent a thrill down to her moist box. It wasn't long before their drinks came, and they were happily chatting away. "God, Dave wasn't lying you are stunning," Devin said as he poured them both a little more champagne. Erica smiled at him as she ran her lithe tongue across her bottom lip, which she knew would draw his attention, and then leaned back so Devon could get a good view of her ample cleavage before saying, "So you like what you see?" Devin's eyes were glowing as he looked back into Erica's smoldering green ones. "Oh yes. You are picture perfect. Dave has definitely out done himself." Underneath the table Erica kicked off her right high heel shoe, and ran her stocking clad foot up under Devon's pant leg, caressing his calf. "That's good because I am a very expensive whore," Erica purred as she continued rubbing Devon's leg with her silky foot, "But I could see myself doing you for free. I hope that big black cock of yours is up to the task...I'm bought and paid for till midnight." Erica reached down underneath her skirt, and dipped her index finger into her exposed cunt, collecting some of her twat cream then smearing the heady liquid around the edge of her champagne glass, before offering it to Devon to drink. Devon's chocolate eyes narrowed as he smiled, and took the glass from Erica. After taking a large sip of champagne, he ran his thick tongue around the rim savoring Erica's tarty sauce. "I think we should skip dinner and go up to my room, Devon said rising from the table. Erica couldn't believe what she had just done. She was nowhere near drunk, but she felt light headed nonetheless. "I just flirted with a strange man and loved it," Erica mused as she rose from the table, and started towards the restaurant entrance. Devon paid the bill, but didn't escort her out of the restaurants' lobby; instead he motioned her down a side hall that led to the back. The hallway ran back about 30 yards before it turned to the left passing the bathrooms on the right side. As Erica walked next to Devon, he ran his hand down her back, caressing her soft exposed shoulder, and finally making his way to cup her left ass cheek. Devon's touch sent an electrical current of emotion through her body, and Erica found herself pressing hard into his grasp, her pussy beginning to leak uncontrollably. Thinking to herself, "There is no going back now. I am going to get laid by this gorgeous black man," Devon and she rounded the corner, and Erica noticed that there were four elevators, two on each side of the wall. One of the elevators had its doors open, and Erica looked inside to see that the walls of the elevator were mirrored, and there was an upholstered bench that ran ¾ of the way around the inside. The carpet on the elevator floor was thick red plush, and she slipped off her high heels as she entered. "These are private elevators hon, that run up to all the floors in the hotel. They are sort of special cause they don't have warning alarms when you stop them between floors. They're for guests to use who need to be discreet," Devon said as the elevator doors closed behind them. Devon pressed the button for the15th floor, and after passing the 7th floor, he hit the elevator stop button, bringing the elevator to a halt. Devon ran his large hands up Erica's creamy white arms, and then brought her right hand up to his mouth to kiss it. He noticed her shiny platinum wedding band and said, "So you're married huh? Isn't your husband jealous about his wife being a call girl?" "What my husband doesn't know won't hurt him. You know a girl has to make a living, and fuck working in an office when I can lie on my back, and get paid for balling guys. Anyway, tonight I'm your little white whore, and my husband will be none the wiser," Erica said pulling Devon down by his shirt front, and kissing him full on the lips. It wasn't long before Erica had wrestled Devon's mouth, open and began probing it with her tongue. Erica was loving this now, as the large black man held her in his firm grip sucking back willingly on her tongue. She could feel his hard member growing in his pants, and pressing up against her firm stomach – his size seemed enormous, even through his trousers. As Devon ran his fingers through her silky blond hair, she ran her dainty hands over his ass, clenching the meaty flesh, and sighed as they continued their tongue fucking. After a few minutes of heated tongue kissing, Erica could not hold out any longer, and sunk to her knees on the soft carpet. With the sexiest pout she could manage, Erica stared up at Devon with her bright green eyes, and undid his zipper. Out popped the largest cock she had ever seen, in fact to call it a cock was an understatement. What Devon had hidden in his pants was nothing less that 12" of glorious black meat, and the word cudgel came to Erica's mind as she reached to peel back the foreskin, revealing his huge, swollen dark caramel head. "You are all man aren't you?" Erica said as she smiled up at Devon, and spat a large glob of saliva onto the tip of his cock, "Let's get this healthy monster working." Erica couldn't get her hands completely around Devon's black knob, and it excited her even more than she already was. The little sexy blond stared at her hand jacking off the first black cock she had ever held, and she was giddy with watching the foreskin slide back and forth over the shiny black prick end. Gathering up more spit into her mouth, she lobbed another loogie onto the licorice stick throbbing in her palm. With the eagerness of a nymph, Erica took Devon's prick into her mouth, and swirled her tongue over his pee hole. Erica found the taste of Devon's pre cum sweet, unlike her husband's which was slightly salty, and she dug her tongue into Devon's pee hole again to get more. Devon moaned as Erica washed his cock head, and he pushed his hips forward to try and make her take more of his meat. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Erica allowed the black pecker to force its way farther down her throat, her saliva making gargling sounds as the chocolate snake slithered its way towards her tonsils. Erica had taken about 8" of Devon's cock into her mouth before she slowly backed off of it, dragging her upper teeth lightly across his cock head as he exited her orifice. A long trail of shiny spit ran from Erica's lower lip back to his cock, and she gaped in awe at just how thick of a cock she had just taken into her hungry mouth. Devon's prick was long, but it had also swollen to almost the circumference of a coke can. "I want you to ram that fuck stick down my throat lover, as deep as you can get it," Erica cooed, while she pumped him with both hands, "I wanna feel it so far down that it feels like your gonna push it out through my ass." Bracing herself, Erica grabbed a hold of Devon's ass cheeks as he obliged her, and crammed his rod into her mouth. Erica gargled some more as she tried to make room for the huge phallus that creeped its way farther and farther into her mouth. Devon was almost 10" into her before she started to back off of him, but he refused to let her mouth go, and pinched her nose shut so she would have to inhale through her mouth, which allowed him the extra room to bottom out his pecker in her. Devon smiled, as Erica struggled for air, and the sight of this fine young white girl with a mouth full of his black cock made him reluctant to ever pull it out, but after a few more seconds he released her nose, and pulled his cock free of her again. Devon's cock bounced across Erica's pretty face as it exited her warm mouth, and left sticky spots all over it. Erica gasped for air, while the fat prick throbbed in front of her, hitting her every so often to leave another wet mark. As Erica rested a second, Devon took the time to take off his shirt and slacks, throwing them in a pile on the elevator floor. Erica soon followed suit, and unzipped her black one piece mini dress, letting it crumple to the floor next to Devon's clothes. She was about to remove her stockings and garter as well, but Devon stopped her with his strong hands, and pulled her towards the bench seat. The bench seat was pretty wide, and Devon positioned Erica so her back was lying flat, and her legs were propped straight up against the mirrored walls. Erica had an idea what was coming as her head hung backwards over the edge of the bench. Stroking his member, Devon squatted a little, and rubbed his cock all over Erica's face, then slid his huge hanging nuts across her lips. Erica moaned as she licked at the balls hanging over her mouth. Devon allowed Erica a little time with them, and she sucked one of his nut sacks hungrily. Devon was on fire now, and he reached down to rub his hand across Erica's dripping pussy, catching some of her nectar, and bringing it up to keep his cock well lubed as he jacked off. "OoO...yeah. That's it you little bitch. Use your teeth and tug on my nuts," Devon exclaimed as Erica tried to peel his nuts like an orange. "You like that huh...having your balls gobbled by a little white cock craving slut? I bet you'll like this too," Erica replied, and ran her velvet tongue from Devon's balls up to his ass crack. "Yeah stick your tongue in my shitter. God you're so fucking hot," Devon shouted as he increased his cock jerking. Erica pushed Devon's ass cheeks apart so she could rim him good. "Omg, I'm licking this guy's ass and loving it. I know I shouldn't love it but I do," Erica thought as she kept up cleaning Devon's anus with her pink tongue. Erica could feel the vibration of Devon's cock palming, while his large plum colored balls smacked against her chin, and she wished she had three mouths so she could suck his cock, balls, and asshole all at the same time. A few minutes later Devon stood up, and brought his choad back to Erica's mouth. He started fucking her face with a frenzy, his thick heavy balls smacking her across the bridge of her nose, and her forehead. Devon reached down grabbing a hold of Erica's long blond hair, and because of its length, he was able to wrap it around her neck like a noose, and still have about two feet left in his hand to pull her up and down on his cock. Erica was at first scared when Devon wrapped her hair around her throat, but all of the pressure was actually at the back of her neck so it didn't take long for her to get into the groove, and enjoy the submissive position she was in. As Devon jerked on Erica's hair he said, "Come on whore suck my cock. I bet you never want your husband again after the dicking you're gonna get tonight. Yeah I'm gonna fuck that throat of yours raw, and dump my slop into your mouth." Devon pushed his giant cock into Erica's little mouth harder, and because of the angle, he was able to slide it down her throat like a piston without choking her. Awakening Erica Ch. 01 Erica's pussy was burning with passion, and she started fingering her clit as the black snake abused her mouth. "David...I'm sorry,"...Erica thought as she fingered her clit faster, "I didn't want to," ...as Devon fucked her face harder, "This black man is so gorgeous. Fuck I need his cum!"...her pussy contracting, nearing her first orgasm with another man, "Please I need it." Erica needed to time this just right, and she reached up to massage Devon's balls, and loosen the cum knots contained within. She wanted to feel this black man's baby sauce slide down her throat at the same time she reached her climax – she needed to taste him. Erica continued to masturbate her clit as she squeezed and pulled on Devon's nuts, and nearing the point where her cunt would shoot its goo, she felt his balls tighten and unleash his first volley of jizz down her throat. The first wave of her orgasm hit her, which made her back arch, forcing the giant black prick farther down her throat, and all she could think of was, "Yes Devon...give me your cream," as she felt the hot gooey sludge shoot down her throat. In the background she could hear Devon yell out and say, "Its feeding time bitch, and your daddy's got a protein shake a cummmmminnn." Erica was euphoric now, and her orgasms were coming one after another as Devon dumped blast after blast of semen into her, filling her mouth so full, that his thick white seed pushed its way out passed her clamped lips, and ran trickling into her nose and eyes. "I want more," Erica mumbled as her cum dump mouth tried to hold Devon's seed in, "God he's so fucken thick and sweet, I need every drop... I need it everyday... I would do anything to have Devon feed me on his cum for the rest of my life." All thoughts of Erica's husband had left her as her orgasms reached their pinnacle. As Devon pulled his tool out of her mouth, the last shot of cum coated her chin, and Erica reached up to push every last drop she could find into her mouth, savoring the flavor, and wanting more already. Devon scooped up his sludge that had fallen into the pit between Erica's, eyes and let it trickle into her hungry, gaping mouth. As Devon watched the white slut lap up the last few drops of his nut honey he said, "Now bitch you really are my whore, and I don't think you'll be goin back to your husband tonight, cause we have some serious fucking to do." Erica smiled, running her pretty tongue over her lips, and knowing that this hung black man was right. She wouldn't be going home to David, not until she had as much of Devon's prick steak as she could handle, and that could be a very long time. Awakening Erica Ch. 02 Last night had been amazing, thought Erica as she drove her black BMW towards home, and her waiting husband. She was only supposed to have been Devon's till midnight, but he had taken her four more times after their first liaison in the hotel elevator, and it was almost 11:00 am when they finally awoke from the sexual stupor caused by the evening's events. Erica had given Devon a quick blow job before jumping in the shower to clean her body of the adulterous evidence. Stepping out of the shower, she had toweled off her thick blond hair, and ran her hands over her curvaceous young body. She was giddy as a school girl, looking at herself in the mirror, and thinking about how her life had changed in one night. Erica knew she would see Devon again, whether her husband David liked it or not. It had been David's request that she screw Devon, and it wasn't her fault if in doing so her final inhibitions had been torn away. Erica had finished dressing, and come out of the bathroom only to find Devon gone, but sitting on one of the night stands was a note, and a thousand dollars cash. Erica began reading the note as she fumbled to put on her high heels. 'Erica you are the finest piece of ass I have ever had the pleasure of fucking. I don't know how much Dave paid you for tonight, but here's an extra grand for the best sex I have ever had – your husband is a lucky man.' 'I have a proposition for you, if you are game? As you know I work as an AR for G-Tone Records, and I could use a fine lady like you, to help me in securing certain deals, and favors for our label's artists. It would be very profitable for you and I, plus I'd be willingly to pay you extra to fuck that fine white ass of yours again.' Erica paused, and felt her pussy get moist from the words that Devon had left her. It was better than she had imagined. Devon really was going to make her his whore, and she could continue to fuck him, and make money on the side as well. She knew David had created a monster, but fuck him; if he didn't want her anymore, she'd have plenty of money if she joined Devon's stable, and all the cock that she could ever handle. Sitting on the edge of the hotel bed, Erica reached under her black mini-dress to finger her pantiless muff, and continued reading Devon's note. 'Working for me would be safer perhaps than what your doing now, as it would be hidden by the façade of a legitimate job so your husband would be less likely to find out. Also, it appeared to me that you thoroughly enjoyed the black cock I gave you, and since I work for a rap label, you'd be well fed on some of the finest African American meat around.' 'Let me know if you're interested. You can reach me on my cell at....' Erica didn't even finish reading the last sentence, as she dropped the note to the floor, and hiked her skirt up to facilitate the frigging of her cunt. She could see her pink pussy in the mirror across from the bed, and spread her legs wider to get the clearest view possible. Erica's pussy was a wide open, gooey pink maw, and the swollen black pecker she had fucked all night had stretched her cunt wide enough that she could easily fist fuck herself. Moaning aloud, Erica watched her petite hand vanish into the wet baby tunnel between her legs, and she began pumping her fist in and out as she asked, 'What have I become? In answer, Erica's mind said, 'You have become an insatiable slut, ready for anything or anyone.' Smiling at herself she agreed, and closed her yes to fantasize about the black cock she was already missing. Before Erica could bring herself off, she was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. She tried for a few seconds to ignore it, but thought that she didn't want what possibly might be the maid coming in, and seeing her with a cunt full of fist, and leaking pussy juice all over the bed. A second knock brought her to her feet, and she adjusted her tight dress as she went to answer the door. Opening the door slightly, she peered around the edge and said, "Yes?" "I'm sorry to bother you miss," responded the middle aged female standing outside, "Mr. Child's has had the valet bring your car around to the back of the hotel for your convenience." There was no mistaking the disapproving look that Erica was receiving from the hotel worker standing in front of her. 'Yeah this old bitch knows I just got balled all night by a colored man, and she doesn't like it,' Erica shot off in her head, 'Bet the old sow hasn't had a good fucking in that wrinkled cunt of hers for ages.' "If you follow me miss," the lady continued, "I'll show you the back way out," her voice barely hiding her disdain. Erica looked at the lady, and cocked her head to the side, and smiled mischievously saying, "One second honey, I have to get my purse." Opening the door wide so that the lady could get a full view, Erica sauntered back into the room, her luscious hips swaying from side to side, and her flaxen hair seductively brushing her ample tush. Erica grabbed hold of her purse, and bent over to retrieve Devon's note that she had dropped a few minutes ago. Erica was sure that Ms. Prude Bitch had seen her flash her bald crack, and began walking back towards the sour faced woman, but stopped by the chair that was set against the wall next to the door. Lifting up her black stockinged leg, Erica pulled her skirt up revealing her garter, and her dripping shaved cunt again. Erica smiled coyly at the woman, and took the thousand dollars she still had in her hand, and tucked it neatly into the top of her garter saying, "You know a lady has to make sure her valuables are safe, don't you think? I wouldn't want my husband to wonder how I came by a $1000.00." Looking stone faced as a nun, the lady chewed her teeth and responded, "No miss, a lady must be discreet...and protect her livelihood as best she can." The lady clicked her tongue and motioned Erica towards the hall. Erica thought that this old hag must just be fuming, seeing that she had just made a cool grand for laying on her back, while this prune faced bitch probably didn't earn that much in a week of brown nosing hotel guests. Smiling at the lady, Erica ran her experienced tongue across her pouty lips, and followed the lady towards the rear elevators that she had had her first sexual experience with Devon in. ***** In minutes, Erica was in her car, and speeding along the highway. Rounding a turn she, noticed that the gas gauge on her dash was showing almost empty; Erica considered herself lucky, when just a block away she noticed a filling station. Pulling into the gas station, Erica pulled up to the full service pump, and waited for the attendant to come up to her. "Fill'er up ma'am," said the gas jockey with a grin. "Yes, please...and could you check the tires, and everything else as well?" Erica replied barely noticing the man. As Erica sat in her car, she hummed to herself, and wondered why she wasn't sorer from the pummeling she received by Devon's huge cock, as it was only her ass that felt a little numb. 'Maybe I'm completely ruined?' Erica brooded, and the anxiety made her stomach do flips, worrying about how her pussy might not be as tight as it had been before last night. She had loved every minute of the stretching her beaver went through, and had fantasized about going home to David, and him fucking her, only to find that his prick fell into her dank depths without restriction, but she didn't want to have some huge ugly pussy that looked all fucked out, and droopy. Coming to herself, she noticed that the gas attendant was looking at her through the open sun roof, and his glance was falling on her revealing cleavage. Thinking she'd have a little fun at his expense, she pretended to ignore him, and twisted in her seat turning around as if to look for something in the back. Erica's ripe tits hung forward, as she bent her torso towards the rear of the car, and she wondered if her positioning was allowing the gas pumper a good view of her wares. Wiggling back and forth, and still pretending to look for something, her cantaloupe sized jugs jiggled a little too much, and came flopping out of the top of her dress. Looking up quickly, Erica saw the attendant stare at her, eyes like saucers on his face, and she noticed the slight movement of the hand not pumping the gas, knowing that the man's cock must be throbbing from her show. Pretending to be a little tipsy, Erica giggled, and pulled her top back over her heaving hooters, and half heartedly scolded the man for watching her. Erica was having fun now, and decided to take this game as far as she could. She was still horny, having been disturbed by that old broad at the hotel, and not being able to finish herself off; besides the gas attendant wasn't that bad looking either. Erica studied his face, as he hurriedly finished pumping the gas, and made his way around to check under the hood of her car. Getting out of the car, Erica kept up her game of intoxication, and pretended to stumble into the attendant, drunkenly. "I'm...ah....so sorry, Erica sputtered as the man caught her, and kept her from falling, "I...kinna got...drunk lash night, an I'm...uhhh...shtill feelin ahh liddle woozie." Erica, laughed at herself for the bad acting, but continued with, "Waz...your name? "Ken ma'am...my names Ken," the man stammered a little taken off guard by what was happening. "You know ma'am you shouldn't be driving like this...in your condition...I mean. Your husband wouldn't want to lose you...I know if I was him I wouldn't, that is..." he trailed off into whisper before finishing his thought. "Nonshence...my huzben don't own me...," Erica said, swaying a little as she looked up at Ken, "I do wha I wand....an fuck who I wand. Don ya think I'mmmm sexy?" Looking from side to side Ken answered, "Damn ma'am you're about the hottest babe I have ever seen, begging your pardon." Erica waived her hand in front of Ken's face, as if to say she wasn't offended by his comment. In fact, Erica's cunt was boiling from the excitement of turning this gas jockey on. Looking at Ken, she decided she was going to fuck him, as she had thought to herself earlier the guy wasn't half bad. He was in shape for his age, which must have been around fifty. He was built sort of like a former football player that after retirement, kind of gets a little thick around the middle, but in no way could be considered fat, and his slightly graying hair was sort of sexy. Running her supple fingers through her blond locks Erica said, "Hey...ummm...Ken...I neeeeed to pee, really, really bad. You got a bathroom around here?" Twisting where she stood, Erica placed her hand over her crotch, and pulled her thighs tightly together pretending that she was holding her urine in. "Come on Kenny, I need to pee," she whined. "Sure...um the ladies room isn't in service at the moment ma'am, and the men's room door lock is broken, but I could stand outside, and make sure nobody came in," Ken replied looking towards the gas station building. "Lead the way Kenny," Erica said, happy at how well her little deception was working. Kevin led Erica around to the side of the filling station, and showed her the men's room. Erica asked Ken to leave the door open so she could talk to him, and at first she was worried that he might think it a little strange, but he obeyed her, and she went inside to supposedly pee. The bathroom was pretty clean for a gas station, and Erica found that now that she was in there she did have to go tinkle. "Oooo...that feels good. Hey Kenny come in here a sec," Erica said as she squatted over the toilet bowl and pretended to urinate. Ken looked over his shoulder through the crack in the door saying, "What you need ma'am?" "Quit it with the ma'am shit Kenny. I am 26, and sure not anyone's ma'am. My names Erica, and anyways, come in here," the devilish blond demanded. Erica hoped that Ken wouldn't be a dud and chicken out, and was greatly relived when he mumbled ok. A little reluctant, Ken opened the men's room door and entered. The stall door was open where Erica was, and he could see her squatting over the toilet, with her skirt hiked up around her waist, and her pussy glistening. Turning his head a little so he appeared not to be looking at her exposed twat Ken said, "Ummm...what do you need ma'....I mean Erica?" "Kenny look," Erica pouted, showing him her wet muff, "there's no toilet paper, and my little pussy is all wet." Erica pushed her cunt lips wide with her fingers, allowing Kenny a crystal clear view into her tasty clam. Stammering Ken said, "I'll right back with some paper for you Erica," as he turned to leave. "No Kenny, don't leave. What if someone should come in, and find me like this? You are a full service station aren't you?" Erica said, pretending to be a demanding customer. Ken nodded in response to her question. Erica smiled at him and said, "Well then get down here, and service your patron. If you do a good job I may even let you fuck me afterwards." Erica stood up and lowered the toilet seat, then proceeded to sit down leaning back to give Ken ample space in which to drink from her fountain. Ken lowered himself to his knees, and ran his tongue over Erica's wet cunt lips, and that is when Erica released her pungent fluid. Running her fingers through Ken's gray speckled black hair Erica moaned, "That's it baby, lap up my golden nectar, and make sure you get every drop." Ken mumbled an ascent as he cupped his mouth over her pee spout and sucked up Erica's urine. Erica filled the dirty old man's mouth with the warm yellow liquid, and by the way he drank it up, she was sure Ken was no novice to toilet tricks As Erica squirted the remaining drops into Ken's thirsty mouth, he lapped at her gooey tart pie to clean her, and every so often swished his tongue over her throbbing clit. Erica leaned back as far as she could, and watched as Ken performed his cleaning task like an expert. Erica pondered, on how this dirty old fucker was old enough to be her father, and it excited her already wanton body to the point that she said, "So daddy...do you like sucking on your little girl's kitty and drinking her hot pee? You know we might get caught daddy, and what would people think about you molesting your own little girl like this?" Erica ran her fingers through Ken's wavy hair again, as he mumbled something inaudible, continuing to give her tart a tongue bath. "That's it daddy...I'll never tell mommy...I promise," she whispered seductively, and continued internally with, 'OMG...this feels soooooo goooood!' Cunt cream and urine poured into Ken's willing mouth, as he now chewed on the hot blonds' clit hood. Erica pulled out her nice rack, and grabbed hold of Ken's hand, pulling it up to massage her breast. The semi-sweet smell of mechanic's grease, urine, and pussy juice permeated the air, sending Erica into a flurry of passion. What wouldn't she do now? Fucked all night by a strange black man, being fucked right now by a stranger in a gas station toilet stall, and using his mouth for a toilet, pretending to be a drunken cunt to get laid, wanting to be a tart for any man willing to pay for it, not even thinking about her husband at home who may be worried about her; these were all the things running through her deviant mind, and Erica knew there were more. Ken's mouth was like a vacuum on her clit, and she felt her little bud being tugged into the gap between his front teeth, causing the right friction to unleash her bitch juice. Erica saw Ken look up at her with his blue gray eyes, and she ran her tongue in a circle around her lips, and in her best little girl voice said, "I'm gonna cum daddy. Just keep chewing on your little girl's clitty, and my hot tight little coochie is gonna pop all over your face. Then you can stuff your turgid cock in me, and get me pregnant like you do mommy...fill your sweet baby girl's belly with the same gunk you used to make her." Erica could see that her verbal play was really getting to Ken, as he had his free hand pulling on his pecker that somehow she had failed to notice he had pulled out. Her words to Ken had also excited her, and with just a few more swipes of her clit between Ken's teeth, Erica unleashed her bubbly froth. Ken drank up the ripe twat cola, and continued to drink from Erica's pink cup till her orgasm was complete. Ken raised his head from between Erica's thighs, and the lower half of his face was caked with girl cum. Standing, Ken gave Erica the first real look at his grizzled pecker, and she opened her mouth to gawk in awe at the fat pud he was stroking. Ken's member wasn't as long as the black meat she had had earlier, but the head on his circumcised cock was the size of a peach, and the veins running along the shaft were rigid and pronounced. Ken brought his ball peen hammer up to Erica's mouth. "Little girl is gonna suck her daddy's cock before she gets fucked, cause mommy doesn't like doing it anymore," Ken said as he stroked himself in front of her face. Erica didn't hesitate, and scraped her front teeth over the bulbous head, before taking the tip into her mouth. "Ohhhhh...that's it daughter, use those cock sucking lips of yours, and give daddy what he needs. Maybe I'll buy you a pony for Christmas," Ken mumbled almost to himself, while Erica spit shined his ripe organ. Ken grabbed a hold of Erica's hair, and pulled it straight up, then parted it, deftly tying each side into make shift pony tails. Sliding his mancicle into Erica's cum trap, Ken decided to pull on her two new pony tails, and ride her face, as if he were galloping along on a horse. Drool trickled out of Erica's mouth, while she licked and sucked on her latest meat puppet, and it fell to the bathroom floor in long stringy threads. Ken smiled in pleasure at seeing the sticky saliva Erica was leaving behind, and soon there was so much of it that her tits were sticky with a mixture of it, and Ken's pre-cum. Erica decided to reach into Ken's work pants, and knead his hairy balls. She could feel the old man's nuts were filled with cum, and Erica was happy that he wasn't an early shooter because she wanted to feel it shoot into her trembling pussy. Erica released her mouth's suction on her morning snack, and jerked Ken's cock with both hands, watching the big head turn from a dark pink to purple. Ken's pee hole oozed a generous amount of pre-cum, and since Erica wasn't the kind of slut to let good protein go to waste, she scooped up a gooey line of it onto her fingers, and dripped it into her mouth. The clear fluid streamed onto her tongue, and Erica played with the syrupy goo, pulling her fingers away from her mouth, which made the pre-cum dangle in front of her like a jump rope. With a quick suck, Erica slurped the string back into her mouth and said, "Over the lips and past the gums, look out pussy cause daddy needs to cum." The dirty old man smiled at Erica's poem. "I want to ride you daddy, just like I'm gonna ride that pony you buy me," Erica said, getting to her feet so Ken could take a seat on the toilet. Before Erica could trade places with him, Ken slipped out of his blue work trousers, and she saw that she had been right about the old man's body; he sure was in great condition, and he was well worth the fuck. "Yeah honey, daddy will buy you that pony, but first daddy's gotta make sure you earned it," and still pulling on his fat pecker Ken sat on the seat finishing up with, "Come on and let's see if this rocket here will fit. Erica straddled the gas attendant's lap, and lowered her twat over the head of his cattle prod. Dancing on the pole was not a hard feat, after having her tirade with Devon, and Erica's pussy easily accepted its size. Erica proceeded to hop up and down on Ken's dick, and threw her head from side to side, to make her pony tails flop around. Ken reached around to squeeze her hooters, and ran his course tongue across her sweaty back. Reaching down between her thighs, Erica grabbed the man's dangling balls, and she twisted them to keep them from spewing. Erica could feel her sugar daddy's hot breath on her back, and shivered as he nibbled on her naked flesh. Awakening Erica Ch. 02 Giggling girlishly, Erica said, "Daddy and Erica screwing in a tree...fucking his knob where mommy can't see. First he licks...as her twat spits...then daddy's cock gushes inside her pussy. Come on daddy fuck me with that big wonderful dick. Fill your little bitch girl with that baby soup." Vigorously, Ken met Erica's demands, and pushed his tool up her smoldering cunt, trying to drive it through the top of her head. "Damn you're a hot fucken bitch...*huff*...I haven't fucked like this in ages...*huff* *huff*...Maybe I need to trade in my old lady for a young cunt like yours?" Ken breathed heavily, "Ya think I could keep a fine lady like yourself happy...I mean if you weren't already married and all?" "Sweetheart," Erica panted back over her shoulder, "that dick you have would keep any girl happy. If your wife isn't taking care of you like she should, you need to look for pussy elsewhere." Ken continued to plow Erica's mink, and began long dicking her, pulling his cock out so the head broke free of her fleshy cunt lips. Each time he withdrew his cock from Erica's poon, a sloppy wet pop ensued. "Pop goes the weasel, and the weasel goes pop," Erica giggled, "You gonna pop that weasel daddy?" "Not yet little darling, I'm gonna try something else out first. I hope you can accommodate it?" said the old man, as he pulled his randy pecker out Erica. Laying Erica down on the tiled floor, Ken pulled both of her legs together, pushing them back towards her head. Erica's ass rose off of the floor, and she was quite aware of what Ken wanted to try. The gas pumper spat a huge wad of saliva into Erica's brown hole. "Hold ya legs up for me bitch," he grunted as he swabbed his cock head through the spit puddle in her shit hole. Pulling Erica's perfect ass cheeks apart, the old man entered her ass for the first time, and heard her gulp in air, trying to help lessen the pain of the anal invader. Erica pulled her legs as far back as she could, almost touching her face with her ankles, and wondered how her poop shoot was going to handle this molesting? Holding her hips steady with both hands, Ken forced his baton into Erica's ass, and every so often spit another loogie onto his cock to keep it lubed. Tears came to Erica's eyes at the raping her ass was getting, but the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure, and she tried to help her pretend daddy by relaxing her muscles as much as possible. Ken feeling her ass give way a bit, ploughed into her with reckless abandon. Watching his python thick cock sliding in and out of Erica's puckered ass encouraged Ken, and he was at the point he wanted to be to try an experiment. Allowing his cock to pop free of Erica's bung hole, Ken drove it back into her cunt for two strokes, then repeated the two stroke beat in her shitter. Back and forth he went, ass to cunt, cunt to ass, till Erica was screaming in rapture beneath him. Fireworks shot off in Erica's head, as the blue collar cock double dipped her two fuck holes. Devon had been great Erica thought, but this guy was fucking her like it was his last piece of ass before dying. For another five minutes Erica tried to milk the fat pecker exploiting her dirt box and pie, but then had Ken switch positions again so she could ride him one last time, and control the action. Riding the battering ram as fast as she could, Erica placed her hand on her pelvis, to feel the throbbing tree truck through her skin. "Come on you dirty old fucker, cum in my pussy....drop that load, and fill my hungry hole," Erica screamed. Erica felt the old man's cock swell in her pussy, and then the first jet of hot spunk filling her young womb. "That's it daddy...make it pop...make it pop....give your baby all your slop," she cheered as another orgasm shot through her own body, and leaning back onto Ken's hairy chest she felt him bite down on the back of her neck, like she had seen lions do when they fuck. This old cock, was in his own way marking his territory, and Erica's head swam as her orgasm mixed with Ken's to make a twat stew. Erica felt a few more spurts of frothy cum fill her, as Ken's body jerked towards completion, and she continued to lay on Ken feeling his hicky growing on the soft skin of her neck. Ken kissed Erica's shoulder lovingly, and she reached back to caress his rough cheek with her hand, sighing in contentment. Erica straddled Ken's lap for a few more minutes, but finally got up, and dislodged his semi hard erection from her quim. Reaching down between her legs, Erica cupped her palm to her bubbly cunt, and brought the warm broth to her lips. Tilting her head back, she poured the thick, white spunk into her mouth, and blew cum bubbles. Ken watched in complete satisfaction, as more of the paste he had deposited in the slut's cunt, ran streaming down her legs, forming puddles on the bathroom tile, and all the while Erica kept blowing bubbles out of the mess in her mouth. Erica finally swallowed her brunch, and smiled at the old gas pumper still prostrate on the floor, his spent member slightly throbbing, as it lay on his pelvis, gradually growing smaller. Erica pulled up her dress to cover her tits, and walked over to Ken. Leaning down over the heavy breathing man, she kissed him on the lips, letting him sample his own nutting, and pulled out the thousand dollars she had stowed in her garter. Handing Ken a hundred dollar bill Erica whispered in his ear, "That was great service baby. Maybe we'll fuck again if I ever need my pussy tuned up," and running her pretty fingers through his hair one last time, she turned around pulling her skirt down to hide another affair. As Erica left the bathroom, Ken never said a word. Making her way to her Beamer, Erica opened the door, and slipped into the leather seat, then started the engine. Looking in the rear view mirror, she adjusted her hair, pulling out the pony tail knots Ken had made, and mulled over the events of the past 16 hours. Yeah she was an adulteress now, on her way home to her husband. David had pimped her out like a piece of meat to make partner at his firm, and she had ended up loving it. She had fucked a 50 year old in a public bathroom just because she wanted to, and she was sure she was going to take Devon up on his proposition. Erica still loved David, but with her sexual appetites wet, she needed the freedom to explore them further, and hoped David would join her. After all, sex was like a dessert, you might love ice cream, but why couldn't you have a little chocolate on occasion? Erica's last thought, as she put her car in gear, and headed for home was, 'Let's see if David likes the taste of foreign jism marinating in his wife's pussy. He better, cause he's gonna be getting a lot of it from now on.' Awakening Erica Ch. 03 David was very pleased with the results of the tryst that he had setup between his wife, and Devon Childs. A few minutes after leaving the hotel, Devon had called David, praising him for his selection of Erica. "Damn she was a fine piece of ass," Devon exclaimed, "she worked my cock all night long, and still seemed ready for more." Devon continued to describe the affair he had with David's wife, but David barely paid any attention, smiling at himself for his little deception, and the plan that had taken him months to unfold. The partnership David had received four months ago, had been the perfect conduit for his scheme to lead his wife down the path to complete debauchery. Erica and he had a great sex life over the past eight years, or so he thought, but he knew that she was capable of more, if only her hidden desires were unleashed – desires he had discovered by accident a few months ago. While doing some routine cleanup on the computer in the study, David found a folder neatly hidden in a temp sub-directory named ESSEX. Opening the folder, David found saved transcripts from online chat sessions, and there appeared to be hundreds of them. The extremely explicit conversations took place between someone using the tag name Adrenaline_Rush, and various other male and female chatters. David couldn't believe that his wife would be having affairs on him behind his back, even if they were only cyber. But the folder said it all, and he concluded that ESSEX stood for, Erica Stanos Sex, as Stanos was his wife's maiden name. There was no other explanation that David could come up with, since they had no children, and there was nobody in either of their families that visited their home often enough to rack up this many chat sessions, Erica must be the one saving these files. David skimmed through the sexual logs his wife had saved, and as he read through them, his jealousy soon turned to desire – desire to see his wife act out the words she had saved in print. It's not like he had never mentioned the topic of swinging to his wife, he had, but Erica always shot it down with a laugh and a, "Maybe when you get old, fat and can't get it up anymore, I might take a young lover, and ball him in front of you." Yeah he was ten years her senior, but he was hardly old or fat yet, and David hoped that he would die before he couldn't fuck his beautiful wife any longer. David loved his wife immensely so after a couple of weeks debating it all in his head, he decided to find a way to persuade Erica to pursue her hidden lust. It hadn't come easy though, try as he might David could not come up with a strategy short of having his wife tied up and raped, but then the partnership at his firm was bestowed on him, and he had found his angle. Erica knew that David had been hinting at a partnership for about two years now, but something always seemed to break the deal, and postpone it. Now with his partnership firmly in hand, David could get his wife to believe that she could cement the deal by screwing a potential client that his firm eagerly pursued, and he knew the perfect person to do the cementing or to be precise, plaster his wife's hot pussy, and that person was Devon Childs. The record company that Devon worked for, had been a client of his firm for five years now, but Erica had no knowledge of this, and David had been invited to quite a few of the bashes that Devon threw for potential sponsors, artists and radio big wigs. If there were two things Devon Childs knew how to do, and do well, they were throw a great party, with plenty of booze, girls and any perversion one could dream of - and fuck like a mad man. "Hey man, if you haven't tried her out yet, you gotta...hey Dave...Dave?" Devon said, still on the phone thinking he lost the connection. "I'm still here Dev. Maybe I will have a go at her one of these days," David replied coming back to himself. Devon laughed, "Yeah man I know you're married and shit, and more power to ya, but there ain't nothing wrong with a little pussy on the side, as long as you don't get too attached. You know I'm throwing another party for the debut of Sinsae's new album in a couple weeks, you should come. Shit I may even hire Erica to be your date, waddya say?" David chuckled to himself, 'Devon's going to pimp my own wife to me, fuck there isn't going to be any way to keep him from finding out sooner or later. Oh well, it isn't any fun if I'm not going to go along for the ride.' "Yeah Dev, you know I think I will attend your party, who knows maybe I can get my wife to come as well," David said laughing. "OMG...you gonna bring your wife to one of my raves, man you got to be off, Devon hollered, "If your wife's fine man bring her on, just don't get jealous if she ends up liking what she sees. Devon laughed his ass off for about a minute before David could get his attention again. "Hey Dave, I gotta go, give me a call sometime this week...gonna bring his wife and shit," Devon snickered as he hung up the phone. As David said his goodbyes he thought, 'I won't have to bring my wife, she'll already be there.' ***** It was 12:15 when Erica finally made it home, and pulled up into her driveway. Turning off the engine, Erica sat for a moment, thinking about what she would say to David when she went inside. Erica could feel the old gas jockey's cum trickling out of her pussy, and onto the leather seats of her BMW – the thought of the stranger's spunk still coating her insides made her horny again. Resigning to get the worst of it over with, Erica took off her sun glasses, and threw them into the glove box, then opened the car door and headed inside. As Erica walked into the living room, she found David sitting in an arm chair, reading a magazine. "So your back honey, how did it go?" David said looking up from his magazine and smiling. 'How did it fucken go? Is that all he has to say to me,' Erica thought, taken aback, 'I fuck a black man all night long, and then some stranger in a public toilet, and all he can fucken come up with is, "How did it go?" Instead of letting lose on him like she wanted to, Erica composed herself and replied, "Well I am sure you got your partnership David," taking a seat on the sofa across from him, "If your wondering how did I like the huge cock that was stuffed into every hole I have, repeatedly, and then cummed all over like a street whore...well...I fucken loved every minute of it." Erica sat back on the couch, not knowing what to feel or say; her emotions were a jumble, a mixture of anguish and loss, but on the edges there still lingered the lust, and the rationalization that it was David who had ok'd it all. David started to rise saying, "Baby, I'm so sorry. It's ok. It was only this one time, and we never have to think about it again." David knew he had fucked up, and his plan had backfired. Walking over to Erica he tried to console her. Erica laughed, "No David, this was far from the last time. I enjoyed Devon, and I fucked his brains out, over and over – and I didn't want to come home. Do you hear me David? I didn't want to come home." Erica pulled up her skirt, showing David her swollen cunt, and the semen dripping out onto their sofa saying, "See my pussy David, the pussy that had only been yours, up until last night? My pussy's hot David, hot with cum from a stranger. Do you like this cream pie between your wife's legs...do you David?" "Erica, please...I know about everything that happened last night. Devon called me just after he left the hotel, and he told me everything...it's ok really," David blurted out, trying to find the words that could smooth this situation over. "I love you Erica, always. I know this was a mistake. I thought you might enjoy it, and....oh fuck," he continued thinking to himself, 'SHIT...I'm done for.' 'Devon had told him everything?' Erica thought shocked, 'He told David every sordid detail? Why not, Devon had thought her nothing but a whore bought and paid for. And it is what I wanted right, to come home, and show my husband the cuckold he'd become, all for a fucken job.' Erica stared back at her husband and smiled fiendishly. "So he told you everything David? How he force fucked my throat, came all over my face, and fucked my ass and cunt all night?" Erica was at her limit, and licking her lips said, "Do you know I fucked a stranger on the way home? Well I did David. He was an old guy, with a nice, fat cock, and I even pee'd on him; In fact, the cum dripping out of my pussy is his." Erica spread her cunt lips wider, and like lava the thick semen bubbled out onto the sofa cushion, and then fell to the floor. Erica proceeded to describe, in great detail, her affair with Ken. David felt his cock swell in his pants, as his wife described the adultery that had taken place in the gas station's men's room. Erica noticed the hardon growing in David's jogging shorts and said, "Does it excite you David, knowing what I did with Devon and Ken, knowing that your faithful wife for eight years is now a complete slut?" Erica said as she sighed, and frigged her clit, "David...I'm going to be a whore now...*sigh*. I was going to go work for Devon; did you know he offered me a job as one of his bitches? *sigh *sigh* "But now I think since you made this monster, you should be the one finding her Johns...*siiiiighhhh*" David was so excited by the way his wife was talking, the smuttiness, and the lured details that he lowered himself to her snatch, and ate her out. David dipped his tongue into his wife's treasure, tasting the slippery mess that Ken had made in her, and his prick throbbed in response. Pulling his cock out of his shorts, David started to stroke his eight incher, and scrapped his thumb nail over the head, while he continued eating Erica's cunt buffet. "Come on you fucken cuckold, eat your wife's pussy, and you better make sure you get every drop of baby fertilizer in me, that is unless you want to raise a stranger's brat?" Erica sneered, massaging her clitty between her index and middle finger. "You know Devon shot his seed into me too, he filled my pink pussy so full of his hot soup that I was sure I would explode. Hell I might already be knocked up," Erica moaned, as she continued to taunt David, "Are you enjoying your martini baby? Sorry I don't have a cherry for ya, but I'm sure I can squeeze out some more of that male lube inside me" Erica contracted her vaginal muscles, and on command stirred up more of the gunk inside her, spilling it out onto her husband's searching tongue. A line of male protein trickled out over David's chin, and he quickly licked it back up, delighting in the submissive role his wife had him in at the moment. Pulling his wife up by the hips, David nibbled on the area between Erica's twat, and asshole, and then dirt dived into her gaping fudge cave. As David slurped her ass crack, Erica pulled her pussy lips wide, and worked her hand into her nest, wanting to finish the fist fuck she had started earlier. Erica's dainty hand filled her pink purse, and she worked her fist in and out with a slow grind, as she continued to masturbate her love button. A thud against the sliding glass doors, brought Erica and David to a sudden halt, as both of them looked over to see what had caused the noise. Standing with his face pressed up against the glass, was the pool boy Connor, his gray sweatpants pulled down to his knees, and his choad in hand. Connor, seeing that he was caught, abruptly shoved his tool back into his boxers, and went to pull up his sweats. Erica smiled over at the young man, and with a beckoning finger, motioned for him to come inside. Connor obeyed, as he slid the window open, and stepped inside the living room, his tan face red with embarrassment. Erica eyed the 18 year old hunk, standing a few feet away from David and her, appraising the youth, as if he were a stallion being auctioned off. Connor was tall, with a swimmer's long torso, and a tan that alluded to many days spent at the beach. His sandy blond hair fell down his back, past his shoulder blades, and his big brown eyes watched the couple remorsefully. Connor started to apologize, but Erica quickly cut him off, and in an accusing tone said, "What are we going to do with you Connor? Peeping is a pretty serious offense, and if I'm not mistaken, this isn't the first time you've been caught sneaking a look at something you shouldn't, right?" "I'm sorry Mrs. Gordon, Mr. Gordon. I...I didn't mean any harm, and I've never done anything like this before," Connor said tripping over his words. Shaking her head Erica said, "Well David, it looks like we'll have to call the cops on our young friend here. First it was Mrs. Riley up the street a month ago, and then the Bolin girl last week, I guess Connor just can't keep his eyes away from invading on the privacy of others, or exposing himself in public for that matter. Conner was definitely flustered, and kept trying to deny his past indiscretions, but Erica cut him off again saying, "And what did it get you Connor, spying on those ladies like you did? Don't deny it; we both saw first hand the erection you were sporting. Were you going to jerk off, till you shot your load all over my clean windows?" Erica was enjoying the position of power she was in at the moment, hand still firmly wedged in her twat, and this handsome young man trying to talk his way of going to jail, while pretending that he wasn't gawking at her cunt. "David, what do you think we should do?" Erica asked, with a mocking smile. David looked up at Conner, and answered, "I think we should give him a break honey. I mean, I was his age once, and it's hard when you have that youthful exuberance just bursting to get out...you kind of get carried away." David was getting a kick out of his wife's feigned concern over Connor's impropriety. "You know, maybe he just needs to get some of that pent up frustration released, and he'll mend his perverted ways?" David concluded, already aware that his wife intended to ball the beach boy. "Hmmmm...," Erica mused, "perhaps your right David, but I can't believe that a gorgeous young stud like this doesn't have every beach bunny waiting in line to scarf that schlong of his." Licking her lips, and renewing her pussy massaging Erica thought, 'No doubt about it, I'm gonna fuck this boy's nuts off, right here in my own living room, and David's going to watch.' "David, I think you need to record this, just in case Conner doesn't learn his lesson." David grinned, as he jumped up, and headed for the study. "Now Connor, here's the deal. We won't get the police involved, as long as you promise never to spy on anyone again," Erica offered, as Connor nodded, and assured her that he would do anything she asked, "but you've also got to do something for me." "Anything Mrs. G...whatever you want," Conner stammered, figuring anything would be better than going to jail. "Get undressed then, because I'm going to give you the best fuck of your life, while my husband films us...just for safe keeping you understand," Erica said seductively, as David came back naked, and with the camcorder in hand. Without hesitating, Conner pulled off his black t-shirt, exposing his chiseled pecs, and six pac abs, and then finished up by kicking off his shoes, and throwing his socks, sweats and boxers into a pile next to the lounge chair. Erica surveyed every inch of the young mans' body, and noticed except for the hair on his head and eyebrows, Connor was completely shaven. David started up the camcorder, and went around the couch to stand behind Erica, and zoomed in on Conner's pud, which was stiff as a board. The surfer boy pulled on his rod, making his bronze foreskin slide over his beige cock tip, and reached down to massage his dangling nut sacks. Erica decided that she much preferred men that were uncircumcised, with their thick veiny skin, and glistening heads. "Come on Conner tell me the truth, you've spied on me before haven't you?" Erica asked, as she watched the schlong in front of her dribble its pre-cum onto her carpet, "You've jerked that muscle of yours, thinking about what you would do if you had me alone, and all to yourself?" Looking into the horny blonds' green eyes, and breathing heavily, Conner whispered, "Yes. I've fantasized about you...many times Mrs. G." "Did you come in your palm Conner, wishing that it was my mouth that you were coming in? Did you fantasize that my lips were wrapped around your pole...my pretty red lips, making love to your meat; lips that begged for you to drop your load onto them?" Erica panted, driving her hand into her money slot, up to the wrist. Conner nodded yes, as his breathing labored in his chest, and his dong pulsated in his hand. "What else did you fantasize about?" "I thought about your beautiful blond hair...mmmm...wrapped around my cock...mmmm...while I jerked off all over face Mrs. G," Conner gasped, trying to keep himself from nutting, as Erica's words brought the images to life in his mind. Erica stroked her ass length blond hair, and beckoned the bronze Adonis over to her, "Here you go baby, wrap my hair around your fucken lovely cock, and jack off." Looking back at her husband for a second Erica said, "Make sure you get all of this on film." Conner stepped up onto the couch, straddling Erica's face, and proceeded to wrap her golden hair around his pounding bitch beater. The soft flaxen mane glided smoothly over his knob, as Conner used it to masturbate, and the friction Erica's hair created, sent chills all over his body, as if his skin was being pricked by thousands of tiny needles.. Erica raised her mouth to Conner's boner, and lathered the boy's popsicle end with her saliva, making her tongue wallop the tip from left to right. David had gone back to pulling his own pole, and fervently watched his wife being used by the pool boy, making sure that he captured all of it on film. It was better than David had ever expected, seeing Erica handle another man enthusiastically, and he could tell by her smile, that she thoroughly enjoyed being the slut – just like she had been in the chat logs she'd saved. Running her long red fingernails lightly across the surfer's gonads, David saw the young man's nuts tighten up closer to his body. David knew from experience, that the boy would be shooting off pretty soon from his wife's deft manipulations, and focused the camera on Erica's face. Conner's breath came in rapid gasps, as he shucked his choad faster and faster through Erica's hair. Erica opened her mouth, expecting the hot flood to jet out from Conner's cock at any second. "Come on lover," she coaxed, "let me have all that steamy gravy. I want you to fire that pistol of yours all over my face so Mr. Gordon can get it all on tape." Connor leaned back, and took aim at Erica's yearning mouth, pointing his weapon straight at her. Glancing over at David, Connor saw him nod his approval, as he blasted his first string of jizz up over Erica's mouth, to land on her forehead. "Yeahhh!...come on Conner, squeeze that trigger, and gimmie that nut butter!" Erica begged, as she tried to catch the white ropes of sperm with her tongue. Conner's cock detonations, exploded all over David's wife's face, and ran down her cheeks, and neck as David zoomed in on the action. David tried to keep his hand holding the camera as steady as possible, while he watched his wife being defaced, but it was hard because he was still palming his own fleshy mallet, and he wished he had brought in the camcorder's tripod. Not being able to hold off any longer, David laid his fat sausage on top of Erica's head, and launched his own rocket fuel onto her forehead and nose. Erica just had enough time to look up, when she felt David's cock vibrate on her scalp, and close her eyes, as a series of white globs rained down onto her cum drenched face. A barrage of jizz bathed the blond, as David and Conner took turns spitting their gunk over her, making her face a ruin of genetic porridge. Awakening Erica Ch. 03 Milking the surf god's nuts to get every last drop, Erica ran her tongue through the milkshake that ran over her lips, as her husband and boy toy shuddered in their final stages of orgasm. Conner slowly untangled his poker from Erica's hair, to let it dance if front of her mouth, like a band conductor's wand. David came around, still filming every nuance, and dangled his willy alongside Connor's. Erica took her left hand out of her snatch, and grabbed a hold of David's still hard penis, showering kisses all over the tip. Connor in turn, lifted Erica's right hand up to his package, and made her stroke him to keep his baton ready for action. David turned off the camcorder, and tossed it into the easy chair, then took his thumb and wiped off the marinade that hung from his wife's eye lashes, and eye lids. Erica giggled, as she pushed both guy's cock tips together, and took turns nibbling on their sensitive skin. "Ok boys," Erica said, "it's time for you two to take care of me, cause my pussy and ass are aching for attention." Erica stood up, and had Connor sit down on the sofa, and pulling her ruined black dress the rest of the way off, she used it to clean her face as best she could. Connor pulled on his thin 8" spike, as Erica situated herself, and lowered her dripping sheath over it, wiggling around to get it well up inside. "Let's go David, get that thick branch working on my ass." David pulled Erica's heart shaped ass cheeks apart, and used his hand to push down on his curving erection. Placing his bloated plumb at his wife's back door, David pushed past her ass lips, and prodded her coal bin. It didn't take only a few seconds for David to match Connor's already steady rhythm, and he could feel the other man's cock pounding at his wife through the thin membrane separating her two pleasure ports. David hoped that Erica had been kidding about popping out a bastard, as she had been with three strange men in less that 24 hours, and if she hadn't taken her birth control, he was sure the Russian Roulette her twat was playing would soon lose out. Grabbing a hold of his wife's thin waist, David dug into her, and he heard Erica moan from the DP she was receiving. David looked around Erica's shoulder, and saw that Connor had his mouth full of plump California breast. Erica nursed the boy, urging him to bite and pull on her nipples, and Connor was eager to obey, as he pushed her two melons together, and pulled on both pink tits with his teeth. Stroking the teenager's sandy hair Erica said pouting in baby talk, "Conner baby is gonna be good from now on isn't he?" Erica felt the boy nod in agreement, never taking his mouth from her jugs. "Good, cause mommy's gonna keep an eye out for any infraction...but if her little boy is good, he'll get to stuff his peepee back into her, and shoot his puddle again and again. Maybe I'll even let you bring over some of your little friends, and we'll have a slumber party, would you like that baby?" Conner released his grasp on Erica's udders and responded, "I promise to be good, if you'll let me fuck you again." A gasp escaped Erica's open mouth, as both men reamed her in unison, "Uhhhhhh...fuck me lovers...oooO. David...uhhhh...cram your cock up inside my pussy along side of Connor's...oOo." Erica leaned forward to allow her husband the maneuverability to push his meat up into her cunt. Pulling his dirt digger out of his wife's anus, David felt his first male cock, as he laid his prong up against Connor's grinding piston, and waited for the right moment to match the teen's stride. "SHITTTTT!" Erica screamed, as her husband's cocked forced its way in, "You fucken bastards...uhhh...drill my fucken hole." The men worked their twin plows in and out of Erica's expanding trench, forcing her to accept their tools. Like laborers at a construction site, David and Connor jack hammered their drill bits through the soft flesh, making Erica wince from the mugging her ditch was going through. David's senses were a mesh of perversions, and seeing his wife being used to entertain Connor and himself just solidified his resolve. Grabbing Erica by the back of the neck with both hands, David pulled her towards Connor and himself, and sought to impale her young body on their meaty steaks. David closed his eyes, and imagined his wife being a barfly. He saw men slipping her fifty dollars for a quick fuck in the parking lot or a blowjob in a bathroom stall, and after she'd finished with her johns, Erica would only take long enough to fix her makeup and hair, before trolling the bar again for a new sperm donor. After a night's frolic, Erica would come home, and tell David about the sexual exploits she'd partook of, while he ate her pussy or fucked her in the ass. Pulling up his wife's hair, David lowered his mouth to her neck and bit down firmly, like a male lion securing his lioness in the midst of rutting on the Savannah. Erica reached back to caress her husband's face, as David left his mark on her white skin. Erica abandoned her body to the pleasures of the flesh, no longer certain who was doing what to her, but only mindful of the sin burning between her legs. David, Devon...Ken...Connor, all of their faces became one, while her lust consumed her. The man below her was the embodiment of youth and stamina, the man behind her, safety and comfort, Ken was the anathema of incestuous yearnings, and Devon the taboo of racial polarization. Men had always been allowed their indiscretions, and extramarital affairs, while women conceded to society's biased dogma of chastity, but Erica was no longer bound by these archaic doctrines. Her desires needed to be quenched, and she needed no justification for her new found lust. The addiction gripped her in its insatiable grasp, refusing to let go, and Erica welcomed the sublime demon with wide open arms. She lowered her mouth to Connor's, and sucked on his lower lip, trying to taste his soul, while her body burned for more. And as the euphoria swept over Erica she thought, 'I'm going to get my pool serviced, and my pipes cleaned, every week by this gorgeous stud...hmmm...I want a whole corral of men, who can satisfy my every desire...hmm. If David can't keep up his matrimonial duties, he'll be my garbage man, ahhh...and I'll set him to cleaning up the leavings of my male herd.' Erica felt herself start to spasm, and her snatch grasped a hold of the two beaters inside her, trying to choke the life from them. "AHHH...YESSSS!" David felt his wife constrict around him, which prompted him to thrust forward, and unleash his boiling seed. Connor wasn't too far behind, and also belched up his cock spit. Both men's little baby builders, swirled around, fighting for supremacy inside Erica's incubator. The pussy sap and nut cum danced together, in an evolutionary symphony, as nature fought to override medicine, and bestow its gift in the blonds' womb. Both men pulled out of the battle, and set free the brine corked up in Erica's quim. The triad's consummation splashed out, running down over both men's spent members, and slid down to pool around Connor's testicles. Erica hoped up, and lowered herself to her knees, and proceeded to scarf up the salty swill. Connor lay back exhausted, while his nut dam was cleaned by Erica's lips and tongue. Filling her mouth full of excitement, Erica crawled over to where David sat, and offered the snowball to him. David drank the salty sweet ale, and kissed his wife, sharing the life potion. As the couple kissed, Conner retrieved his clothing and dressed quickly. Not knowing if either of them heard him, Connor thanked Erica and David, and quietly left the same way that he had entered. Neither of them noticed, as the young man left, being too consumed in their passionate moment. And as Erica and David reveled in each other's embrace, both were aware that their love would be enhanced by the actions of the last few hours. David was prepared for whatever the future had to offer, and if it meant that his wife was carrying another man's baby, then he would gladly stroke Erica's swelling belly, and love the creation that he had instigated. "I love you Erica, with all my heart and soul," David whispered, as he ran his finger over the dusting of freckles that painted the bridge of his wife's nose. "I love you to, and I always will," Erica replied, knowing that her husband was a rare find, "You were my first...and in the end you will be my last." Curling up into David's arms Erica closed her eyes to listen to the beat of his heart, and knew that their future would be filled with shared adventures – adventures that would delight their senses, and their flesh.