2 comments/ 39342 views/ 4 favorites Adelle's Adventures Ch. 01 By: jakejens77 Chapter 01: Mile High Jerry slumped in seat 12D of United flight 1420 from Chicago's O'Hare airport to New Orleans. He was tired and bored after fruitless business meetings in the Windy City, and now he had two hours of cramped misery to look forward to before he landed in his hometown. He was looking out the window at the baggage handlers when he heard a soft, sexy voice say, "Oh, thank you!" He turned just in time to see a lovely blonde woman push her carry-on into the overhead bin, with the help of another passenger. Jerry couldn't help but notice how her large breasts jiggled as she shoved the suitcase into the bin, and he could scarcely believe his luck when she smiled and said, "Here's my seat!" and sat down next to him. She turned to him and held out a perfectly manicured hand. "I'm Adelle!" He took her hand and mumbled his name, a little dazed by what he saw. She looked like she was in her early thirties, beautiful hair, perfect makeup, and those huge tits. Her top was black and low cut and Jerry could see ample amounts of cleavage; he found himself staring and mentally estimating "Double-Ds." Her skirt was also black and relatively conservative, but as she twisted in her seat it rode slightly up her shapely thighs. Jerry was a sucker for curvy women and Adelle was certainly that. "36DD 30 40," he thought; he was not far wrong. As Adelle made herself comfortable Jerry tried to be inconspicuous as he looked at her breasts. They were mesmerizing – so big and in motion. Jerry started thinking about what it would be like to touch them. It had been a long time since he'd been with a woman and he felt an almost forgotten pressure in his groin. As the plane started to move, Adelle turned and bent to look out the window. Jerry was surrounded by the heady scent of her perfume, and was treated to a full view of her tits, barely contained in her plunge bra. He lost track of his surroundings as he stared, imagining Adelle's breasts naked and in his hands. When he came to, he realized Adelle was no longer staring out the window. She was looking at him as he stared at her chest. His face got hot and he mumbled an apology. She smiled sweetly, put her hand on his leg, and leaned forward even further, "That's ok, Jerry. I don't mind." He noticed in that moment that her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, and her lips were very sexy, red, and wet. He felt her fingernails trace circles on his thigh, and the motion made her tits bunch and move in a most alluring fashion. The pressure in his groin became a swelling in his cock as his excitement grew. "You like my tits?" she asked. He nodded. "So does my husband," she smiled. Jerry swallowed hard, "Husband?" he croaked. "Don't worry sweetie," she giggled. "He likes it when I act like a slut with other men. Do you think I'm a slut Jerry?" Even in his aroused and confused state, Jerry knew this was a delicate question. Did she want him to think she was a slut or not? By the way she was acting, Jerry finally decided she did. He had to clear his throat twice before he could answer. "Um, yes I guess I do think you're a slut." Adelle smiled, and traced her fingers a little higher up his thigh. "Do you mind?" she asked. Jerry grinned, "No, I think you're terrific." The plane started to accelerate for take-off and Adelle sat back in her seat, but kept her hand on Jerry's thigh. He felt her squeeze hard as the plane left the ground, and noticed her breasts rising and falling as her breathing deepened and increased. "I'm a little scared of flying," she laughed. He smiled and noticed her hard nipples pressing through the thin fabric of her blouse. Adelle was obviously a woman easily aroused. After they reached altitude drinks were served. Adelle lowered both of their trays – even though Jerry wasn't drinking. She ordered a Bloody Mary and made it heavy on the vodka. She washed down a couple of Xanax with it as she winked at Jerry. "This helps with the flying jitters," she said. It probably also helps with the slut persona, he thought. And he was right. When the captain lowered the lights for the in-flight movie, Adelle unbuckled her safety belt, raised the arm-rest between their seats, and leaned over to close the window shade – once again giving Jerry a clear view of her magnificent tits. Then it became clear why she'd lowered both trays; her hand – which had scarcely left Jerry's thigh during the entire flight – began a slow, tantalizing trek towards his crotch, hidden from sight by the little tables. Adelle smiled at Jerry with a cocked eyebrow, as if to ask permission before reaching into the candy jar. He smiled back and her hand continued to move higher. Adelle shifted in her seat and spread her legs slightly. Her skirt rode up higher and Jerry could just see the downy fringe of her pubic hair and the smoothness of her shaved pussy lips. Even in the low light he could see the glistening wetness of her wantonness. Adelle's smile broadened as she watched Jerry ogle her cunt. She pressed her shoulders forward, deepening the cleft between her tits and showing Jerry mounds of lovely flesh. At that moment her hand reached his cock, which was now fully erect and pulsing with excitement. "Mmmmm," she sighed. "You're so big!" His cock jumped under her hand and he smiled. Jerry was astonished almost to disbelief at what was happening to him. It was beyond anything he had contrived in his most ambitious masturbatory fantasy. A beautiful, sexy, curvy woman was showing him her tits and pussy and jacking him off at thirty-five thousand feet! Jerry's boldness was growing along with his cock, and he worked up the nerve to put his hand in Adelle's lap. When she closed her eyes and moaned, increasing her rhythmic stroking of his cock, he took it as permission and pressed his finger against her clit. Her hips immediately bucked and she giggled, "You naughty man." As Jerry continued to tease her clit and dip his fingers into her wet slit, Adelle pulled down his zipper and pulled his cock out of his pants. He almost came from the touch of her hand on his hard-on, and had to stifle a groan. This clearly turned her on even more, and he felt her cum leak out onto his probing fingers. Adelle took her cocktail napkin and placed it on Jerry's pants. "Wouldn't want to make a mess, now would we?" she smiled. Jerry's balls felt like they were going to explode as Adelle jacked his cock faster and faster. Her tits were bouncing magnificently in time with her stroking and her right nipple rode up and out of her bra. This was all Jerry could take and his cock swelled in Adelle's hand, then jerked spasmodically as stream after stream of hot jiz shot out of its engorged head. The little napkin quickly filled and overflowed with cum, and Adelle used her other hand to catch it and protect Jerry's pants. With a dirty grin she pressed her hand to her chest and let his cum run down her cleavage. Adelle's eyes closed and she fondled Jerry's softening cock. His fingers continued their twirling motion around her sopping clit, and Adelle's hips swayed and bucked faster and faster until, to Jerry's surprise, he felt a gush of liquid hit his hand. Adelle was making little squeaking sounds as she suppressed an orgasmic scream. Jerry had never made a woman squirt before and hoped to God he would do it again. Spent but still humming from their tryst, they did their best to straighten their clothes and dispose of the napkin. Looking around, they determined to their relief that no one seemed to have noticed their little escapade. They looked at each other and smiled at their dirty little secret. As their plane landed in New Orleans, Jerry asked Adelle to have dinner with him, but she had to catch a connecting flight to Miami. She gave him her email address and told him to let her know if he visited Chicago again. Her husband, she said, would love to watch them reprise their performance. Adelle's Adventures Ch. 02 shuffled into the bar of the Hawthorne Suites Hotel in Miami. He was ready for some fun after a long day in the hotel kitchen. 29 years old, tan and fit from working out in the sun, Jeff had no difficulty picking up women at the hotel bar. He scanned the room as he entered and immediately noticed a voluptuous blond sitting alone at a high table. He took a seat at the corner of the bar where he could watch her, and ordered a beer. She appeared to be in her early 30s, her hair was long and straight, and her makeup looked like it had been professionally done. But what caught Jeff's attention was the eight inches of cleavage showing in her low-cut black top, and the fact that her black skirt had slid up as she sat on the stool, showing lots of lovely thigh. Her "fuck me" heels finished the perfect picture. Jeff told the bartender to send over whatever she was drinking, with his compliments. He watched her take the drink and look towards him as the bartender pointed. She smiled, raised the drink and took a long, slow sip. As she did so her eyes never left Jeff's, and she shifted in her chair and spread her legs slightly. To his astonishment Jeff could see right up her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. She leaned forward, deepening the cleavage on what Jeff thought had to be double-D tits. Jeff needed no more prompting. He picked up his beer and walked over to her table. "Hi, I'm Jeff," he said, looking her over more carefully. She was definitely curvy -- probably 36DD 30 40, he thought -- and petite, no more than five feet tall. Her face was even more lovely up-close, and Jeff felt his cock transmit the "hit that" message to his brain. "I'm Adelle," she said, offering him her perfectly manicured hand. As he took it Jeff noticed a ring bursting with diamonds. "Are you married?" he asked as he sat down next to her. "Yes, I am. Is that a problem?" she replied. Jeff smiled. "It's not a problem for me as long as it's not a problem for your husband." Adelle leaned towards him and whispered in his ear. "He encourages slutty behavior in his wife." The heat of her breath, the heady scent of her perfume, and the closeness of those huge tits almost made Jeff fall off his chair. His cock was fully hard and straining at the fabric of his jeans. Adelle seemed to notice his hard-on and smiled as she leaned back and let her legs spread wider. Jeff could now see her hot little cunt with its downy fringe of pubic hair and shaved labia. As Adelle spread her legs her pussy lips opened slightly and he could see they were very wet. Her clit peeked out pink and hard. "Are you staying in the hotel?" Jeff asked. "Yes," she replied, "but I'm here with my sister so we can't go to my room." This was all the prompting Jeff needed. "That's ok -- I have a room we can go to." Adelle stood up quickly, her tits bouncing erotically, and said, "So what are we waiting for, Jeff? Take me." As they rode the elevator to the top floor where the suite of staff rooms was located, Jeff pushed Adelle into a corner and squeezed her breasts through her shirt. She grabbed his cock through his jeans and gave it a few hard strokes. "Before this goes any further, I just want you to know there will be no kissing," she said. Jeff nodded. He'd heard this before from other married sluts -- kissing was intimate and reserved for their husbands. Everything else was just sex. As soon as they entered the room Adelle pulled her skirt up around her waist, and took of her top, but left her bra and heels on. She smiled at Jeff, turned around and bent over. Jeff was stunned by the sight of Adelle's hot round ass and fat pussy lips which bunched between her thighs. She reached back with both hands and spread her butt cheeks, revealing her tight brown hole. Then she stood up, turned around and slowly pulled one massive tit out of her bra, then the other. The plunge bra pushed them together and out towards Jeff as if an offering. "You like what you see, Jeff?" Adelle said in a slutty school-girl voice. He nodded and grabbed a huge breast in each hand. As he squeezed and lifted each heavy tit he felt Adelle's nipples grow hard and thick in his hands. Adelle pulled Jeff's shirt off over his head, revealing his muscular torso. "Mmmmm," she purred. "You look like my husband." Jeff smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment." Adelle ran her hands up his abs and then slapped his pecs, right then left. "You should. He's hot." Adelle sucked on Jeff's left nipple and then bit it lightly. She then licked down his abs and squatted before him. Deftly she undid his pants, lowered his zipper, and pulled his pants to the floor. Jeff kicked off his sandals and stepped out of his pants. His cock was long, nicely shaped and cut, and his balls were shaved clean. Adelle seemed mesmerized by Jeff's cock. She stared at it with wide eyes, her sexy fat lips pursed in an "o." She slowly licked the palm of her hand, reached up and wrapped her fingers around Jeff's tool. Jeff was surprised at how small her hand looked holding his big dick. Her manicured nails and huge diamond ring emphasized the fact that Adelle was a very classy slut. Jeff's cock jerked and swelled as Adelle's little fist rode up and down his shaft, faster and faster. Her tits jiggled and bounced and her big ass bumped up and down as she jacked him with her left hand, and tugged hard on his balls with her right. Then she let go of his balls and furiously frigged her clit as she pummeled his dick. Adelle started to sweat and moan. Each hand moved faster and faster, and Jeff began to wonder how long he could hold out. At that moment Adelle stopped stroking him and squeezed him hard. Her eyes closed and she started to whine as she jerked at her clit. She gasped, squealed, then screamed as a long jet of clear liquid squirted out of her pussy. Jeff realized in that moment that this slut was the whole package -- she even squirted when she came. He pulled her to her feet and pushed her down on her back on the bed, with her legs hanging over the side. She immediately spread her legs like a good slut. "How do you like your dirtly little married whore now, Jeff?" she moaned. Jeff looked her over slowly. Totally exposed from the chest up and the waist down, her hair was wild around her hot, wet face, her eyes were closed, her engorged tits rolled and shook as she panted with lust, her pussy was shiny with her cum, and her black heels completed the image of freaky fuck-me slut. He answered by kneeling down and burying his face in her cunt. Adelle's hips bucked and swayed as he sucked her cum and then teased her clit with his tongue. Adelle's moaning turned into a wail as Jeff licked her faster and faster. He stuck his thumb deep in her pussy to get it wet and then used it to jack her clit. This made Adelle scream and jet after jet of hot cum ejaculated ten inches out of her hole and hit Jeff in the chest. He leaned forward and caught the last squirt in his mouth; it tasted hot and sweet just as he expected. Adelle raised her legs and pulled them back to her shoulders, opening up her wet, red pussy and sopping brown asshole. "Finger me, motherfucker!" she gasped as she pounded her clit. Jeff pushed one finger, then two into her hot quim and worked them in and out. Adelle's hips and ass bounced and writhed on the bed and she started to moan again. "Yes," she panted. "Finger that hot pussy! Harder! HARDER!" Jeff obeyed and was rewarded with another jet of hot cum that ran down his hand and arm. Adelle was almost delirious with pleasure and she opened her eyes and looked right at Jeff. "I want you to fuck me in the ass, Jeff. Get my big ass ready, put on a rubber, and then FUCK IT!" Jeff didn't miss a beat as he finger-fucked her. He simply angled his hand down and slid his pinky into her cum-covered ass while still filling her cunt with two fingers. This nearly drove Adelle crazy. Jeff pushed his index finger into Adelle's ass -- it went in easily. Then his middle finger, then both slid inside. By the way her hole opened for him he could tell she'd been fucked up the ass before. "You and your husband do anal a lot bitch?" Jeff growled. "Fuck yes," she panted. "We've ... done it hundreds of times ... I have a very ... talented ... ass." Adelle resumed her frenzied clit stroking as Jeff rolled a condom over his swollen cock. Adelle's eyes got round and big as she watched him grab his dick in his fist and point it at her ass. His engorged head pressed against her hole for a moment, and then popped inside. Adelle let out a squeal of delight. Jeff eased inch after inch of thick cock into Adelle's ass. When he was in balls deep, he stuck his thumb in her pussy and flicked her clit with his finger. The stimulation was too much for Adelle and she squirted again, her cum hitting Jeff in the belly and running down through his pubic hair and over his balls. Jeff pulled his cock out of her ass and watched the hole gape open for a moment before it closed like a tight, brown rose. Then he slid his cock in quick and hard, bringing another squeal from Adelle's wet, red lips. He fucked her fast and hard now, pumping in and out like a jackhammer. Adelle twisted and shook and moaned, "Harder, harder, yes, YES! Oh fuck my FAT SLUT ASS!" Jeff was so turned on that he knew he wouldn't last long. He could tell he was close and so could Adelle as his cock grew even bigger in her hot ass. In one quick motion Adelle pulled off of his cock, knelt on the bed before him, stripped off his rubber, and jacked him with hard, fast strokes. This pushed Jeff over the edge and he came hard. Long, thick jets of cum shot onto Adelle's quivering tits. Jeff couldn't remember ever cumming so much in his life, and Adelle seemed to love every drop. She rubbed his cock hole on her nipples as he began to soften, catching every last bit of his hot jiz. Then she leaned back and rubbed the cum into her lovely tits. They collapsed, exhausted, on the bed and looked at each other and laughed. "What are you thinking right now?" Jeff asked. "I'm thinking I can't wait to call my husband and tell him what we just did!" Adelle's Adventures Ch. 03 Jovan was happy, sitting in the United terminal of the Miami airport. After five longs months of active duty in Iraq he was going home to Chicago. Tall, fit, and black, Jovan cut a striking figure in his Army uniform. He stretched out his legs, leaned back and closed his eyes. It had been a long time, he thought, since he'd gotten laid; Iraqi women just weren't his type. He tried to conjure up the ideal fuck in his mind but just couldn't hold the image. Then he opened his eyes, and to his astonishment his dream slut materialized. Walking down the terminal, hips swaying, breasts bouncing, she moved towards his gate. Her hair was blond, her face beautiful, and her huge tits were barely contained by her low-cut, tan patterned dress. Jovan couldn't take his eyes off her as she passed, and was glad he didn't when he saw her big, sexy ass gyrating with every step of her fuck-me heels. He had never before seen such nice tits, narrow waist, and sister-booty on a white girl. His luck held as she turned into his gate. "Apparently she's on my plane," Jovan said to himself. "Shit!" The woman checked the flight number on the gate, then sat down a few rows from Jovan. He had a clear, if too-distant, view as she pulled a National Enquirer from her bag and crossed her legs. This made her skirt ride half way up her thigh, but she either didn't notice or didn't mind because she left it that way. Jovan watched the woman closely and fantasized about what he would do to her if given the chance. She turned the pages of her paper slowly, pursing her hot red lips and cocking an eyebrow from time to time. Then a man sat down two seats from her, blocking Jovan's view. "Damn," he thought. "This luck has got to hold!" And it did. No sooner did the man sit down, than the woman lowered her paper and shifted to the edge of her chair. This brought her back into Jovan's line of sight. She turned towards the man and said something Jovan couldn't quite hear. But he could plainly see that she pressed her shoulders together and leaned forward as she spoke, causing her huge tits to swell into inches and inches of cleavage. "Lucky bastard," Jovan thought. "She's teasing him!" Jovan watched the little drama unfold. The woman was chatting with the man, laughing and tossing her hair. This made her tits bounce seductively, and then she uncrossed and re-crossed her legs. As she did so her skirt opened and Jovan, and no doubt the man she was talking to, could plainly see that she had nothing on underneath. At this point Jovan, and no doubt the other man, started getting hard. The woman reached out a hand and touched the man's thigh, and light flashed off the diamonds on her finger. "Damn," Jovan thought, "The bitch is married!" At that moment the steward announced pre-boarding for their flight. Jovan hated to leave the show, but as a service man with special luggage, he had to pre-board. His seat was next to the window in the very first row, which gave him extra room since he was so tall. The flight looked pretty empty, so he hoped he'd have both seats to himself. He stowed his luggage, sat back, and closed his eyes to fantasize about the blond. As other passengers started boarding, Jovan opened his eyes and watched for the woman. His hopes waned and then fell as passenger after passenger boarded, but she didn't. When the man she'd been flirting with boarded Jovan thought he could see a bulge in his pants. "I'll bet he has fun jacking off in the rear bathroom!" Jovan thought with a smile. He picked up the in-flight magazine, hoping to find something to take his mind off the hot blond. Then, just when he thought everyone was on board, she appeared in the door of the plane. When she noticed Jovan staring at her she smiled brightly and said, "Hi! Would you mind helping me with this?" She gestured to her carry-on. "I just have to get something out of it first." Jovan nodded and watched as she bent down and slowly unzipped the bag. Her pendulous breasts almost fell out of her plunge bra, and Jovan almost dropped his magazine. Still bent over, she pulled her National Enquirer from her bag and then looked him in the eye and winked. "I hope you won't think less of me because I read the Enquirer," she purred. She obviously knew he was ogling her tits, and she liked it. Jovan lifted her carry-on into the overhead bin and sat back down. The woman thanked him, then looked at her boarding pass. Her seat was in the row across from Jovan's, next to the window, and she smiled at him as she sat down. The stewardess closed the doors and gave the safety instructions that no one listens to. Jovan looked back and saw that there were only about forty passengers on the plane, and the nearest one was four rows back. He paged through his magazine, occasionally stealing a glance at the blond as the plane rolled towards take-off. He had a clear view of her since the seats between them were empty. She was reading her paper and occasionally looked out the window. She seemed nervous, and got increasingly so as the plane accelerated and left the ground. When the stewardess came by with drinks Jovan ordered Diet Coke, and notice the woman ordered a Bloody Mary. She took two pills from her purse and washed them down with the drink; this seemed to calm her almost immediately and she unbuckled her seat belt and shifted side-ways in her seat. She went back to her paper and, apparently unconsciously, curled one leg under her. Jovan noticed, to his amazement, that this had the effect of pushing her skirt almost up to her waist, revealing her pussy. The woman held the paper in front of her as she read, so Jovan didn't have to be discrete as he stared up her dress. Her pussy was smooth and shaved, except for a triangle fringe of ginger hair on her pubic mound. Her slit's pink fatness caught the light coming in from Jovan's window, revealing a sheen of wetness along the inner lips. Jovan's large cock was making a tent in his fatigues and he had to concentrate to keep breathing. Suddenly he noticed the woman was watching him stare at her pussy from just above the top of her Enquirer! Rather than act guilty he decided to brazen it out and gave her a big grin. She lowered the paper and grinned back, making a point of staring at the huge bulge in his pants. She placed the paper on her lap in a way that hid her cunt from passers-by, but still gave Jovan a good view. Then she slid her hand under her dress and started playing with her clit. The woman's eyes flitted between Jovan's eyes and his crotch as she stroked herself. Her big tits jiggled and swayed as she moved her fingers faster and faster. A man walked by to use the forward restroom and stopped to stare at her in surprise. She simply smiled at him and licked her lips. He looked up and down the aisle and then smiled back and sat down next to her. Jovan's view was blocked again, but he shifted forward in his seat to see what happened next. The man tentatively reached forward and traced his fingers down the woman's cleavage. She kept frigging herself, stifling moans. She then kicked off a shoe and lifted a foot into the man's lap, pushing her toes against his obvious hard-on. This opened her pussy and Jovan could see its pink tenderness, shiny with her copious cum. The man fondled her tits roughly as she jacked him with her foot. It didn't take long before the man was shifting around in his seat, obviously cumming in his pants. This sent the woman over the edge and Jovan could see little jets of cum squirt from her cunt onto the man's leg. She smiled sweetly at the man and then shifted back around to straighten her dress and put on her shoe. He smiled back and leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her head and offered him her cheek. He took what he could get, then got up and went to the restroom. The woman gazed over at Jovan and gave him a dirty little smile. It seemed clear that she had put on a show just for him, and he appreciated it. He smiled back. The plane started its descent into Chicago's O'Hare airport, and the man in the restroom came out and moved down the aisle. He stopped at the woman's row and held out a piece of paper with something written on it. The woman just smiled and shook her head no, and the man walked on looking disappointed. The plane landed and taxied to the gate, and once again the woman asked Jovan to help her with her carry-on. As he reached up into the overhead bin, she bent over to get her purse, and pushed her large ass into his crotch. He pressed his erection into her fat firmness, and almost lost control of her bag. As she turned around, she smiled sweetly, thanked him, and handed him a card she'd taken from her purse. He followed her up the ramp, watching her round booty bounce and sway with every step. When they reached the gate he glanced down at the card. There, in a very feminine hand, was written, "If you liked what you saw, meet me and my husband at the O'Hare Hilton, room 103 in an hour. – Adelle" Adelle's Adventures Ch. 04 Jake waited impatiently in room 103 of Chicago's O'Hare Hilton hotel. His wife had been gone four days and he was ready for her to come home. He had flowers in a vase, Mondavi Chardonnay in an ice bucket, and soft music on the iPod. Jake was wearing a pair of faded jeans and an unbuttoned linen shirt. His well-toned body was on display in the way his wife preferred. He liked to keep his wife happy, and this involved lots and lots of sex. Her libido would put any adolescent boy to shame and Jake endeavored to bring her to orgasm every day or two, at the very least. He also encouraged her to explore her inner slut with other men, as long as he was involved in some way. He was sure she would have stories to tell about her trip to Florida. And then the door opened and in she came. She almost took Jake's breath away. She was wearing, or almost wearing, one of his favorite dresses, tan, tight and showing lots of tits and ass. Her hair was porno-straight and her makeup was, as usual, perfect. She bounced into the room on her high heels and threw herself into his arms. "Adelle," he breathed as he squeezed her, feeling her large breasts press firmly into him, "you look magnificent!" She answered with a long, slow, passionate kiss. Their tongues touched tentatively, then explored each other's mouths with abandon. They fell on the bed and continued kissing for what seemed like hours, hands roaming over each other's bodies, eyes staring lovingly into eyes. During a break in the kissing Jake asked, "So, were you a good girl in Florida?" Adelle smiled coyly, "Yes I was a very good bad girl in Florida! I have a few stories to tell you, my love." "I'll bet you do," he replied, and began kissing her again, squeezing her huge tits and pressing his thigh firmly against her sex. She kissed him back and humped his thigh with long, slow, sensuous strokes. Then there was a knock at the door. Adelle broke their kiss and smiled. "I almost forgot – I have a surprise for you!" Jake smiled back. He was used to being on the receiving end of Adelle's surprises, and knew something good was about to happen. Adelle stood up, and Jake noticed her breasts were fully out, nipples hard and tight, and her dress was bunched around her waist showing her pussy and fat, round ass. He laughed when she went straight to the door, not bothering to change a thing. She opened the door and brightly said, "Hi! Come on in!" Jake saw, framed in the doorway, a tall, muscular black man in a military uniform. The man's eyes were wide as he took in the site of Jake's wife standing before him. But he collected himself and stepped into the room. Adelle closed and locked the door, then took the man by the arm and led him to the bed. "I think introductions are in order," she said. "I'm Adelle, and this is Jake. What's your name?" Jake couldn't help but laugh. "You don't know his name?" Adelle laughed too and shook her head. "It's Jovan," said the man, shaking Jake's hand. "We weren't introduced, but your wife put on quite a show on the airplane." "I can only imagine," Jake replied. Adelle stamped her foot in mock irritation. "Are you two going to chat or are we going to fuck?" With that, she turned her back to them and slowly bent all the way over. She was still in her heels with her dress around her narrow waist, and the sight of her perfect round ass and shapely legs made Jake and Jovan hard in seconds. Adelle turned and squatted before them and rubbed their cocks through their pants. "I think you boys should get naked, don't you?" she purred. Jake slid off his shirt and dropped his pants, and was naked in seconds. Adelle took his large cock in her hand and started stroking it as they watched Jovan undress. It took him longer to shed his uniform, but when he stood naked before them they both gasped. He was just over six feet tall and all muscle. His skin was dark brown, smooth and flawless, and his cock was even bigger than Jake's – at least nine inches long, but lean and hard like the rest of his body. Adelle licked her palm and took hold of Jovan's dick. Her hand looked very white and small as it fisted up and down his huge tool. She took the head of Jake's cock in her mouth and slowly, inch by inch, sucked him down her throat until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. She slid up, sucking hard, and his cock left her mouth with a loud pop. They all laughed, and then Adelle went down on Jake again and gave him the blow-job he'd been waiting for. While Adelle sucked Jake and jacked Jovan, both men's hands roamed over her body. They squeezed, pinched and mauled her tits, slapped, grabbed and jiggled her huge ass cheeks, ran their fingers through her hair, and teased her wet, throbbing clit. Every time they touched her sex she jumped and her tits and ass rolled and swayed. They took turns frigging her and she started moaning while still sucking and stroking cock. After several minutes of this her moans became a wail and she orgasmed, spraying wave after wave of cum on the carpet. She stripped off her dress, and Jake knew what was coming next. "Fuck me," she panted. "Fuck me now! I want your cock!" She pushed Jake down on the bed, straddled him and impaled herself on his dick, not for one minute letting go of Jovan's swollen meat. She popped her ass up and down on Jake's cock, until Jovan said, "Girl, I ain't never seen a white bitch pop that good before!" She smiled at him and he leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her head. "Sorry, I only kiss Jake on the mouth. But you can kiss my asshole if you want to." Jovan was a rarity among black men in that he loved ass, especially white ass. He immediately moved behind Adelle, grabbed a big cheek in each hand and spread them wide. She stopped popping and pressed her big tits into Jake's chest and kissed him, probing his mouth with her tongue. At the same time, Jovan kissed her musky asshole and probed it with his tongue. It was sopping wet from her squirting performance earlier and he greedily licked her juices from her crack. Adelle moaned with pleasure. Jovan pressed a finger against her hole and it popped right in. "This asshole is well used, isn't it slut?" he asked. "MMMhhmmmm," Adelle replied, still kissing Jake and squeezing his cock with her pussy. Jovan easily slid another finger into her ass, and he worked them in and out. Adelle's moaning swelled into a groan and she started humping his fingers and Jake's dick at the same time. Soon she was bucking and popping so violently that Jovan wondered if he could hold on. Then she pulled off of her husband's cock and squirted cum all over both men. "Damn you fine, bitch!" Jovan exclaimed. Jake smiled, but Adelle was lost in her lust and simply grabbed Jovan by the cock and pulled him down on the bed. She took a condom from her purse, opened it, and rolled it down Jovan's long, hard dick. Then she mounted him reverse-cowgirl style and reached back to guide his cock to her asshole. Since Adelle's back was to him, Jovan had a perfect view of her plump behind and he used both hands to spread her lush cheeks. She pressed the head of his cock against her brown rose, and as she lowered herself it slid in with almost no resistance. She slid her fat ass all the way down his cock, inch by inch, until her cheeks were pressed against his groin, then she lay back on his hard, black chest. Jovan reached around and took a huge breast in each hand and groaned as Adelle rhythmically squeezed her ass around his cock. Jake stood there for a second taking in the sight. His hot, sexy wife was laying on her back atop a beautiful black man. Her head was next to his, her blond hair arrayed around her face, and Jovan kissed her neck and ear as he squeezed her tits and tugged roughly on her nipples. Her legs were pulled back in an almost impossible "V," which looked incredibly sexy since she still had on her heels, and an enormous black cock snaked into her asshole. Her pussy was splayed open and a constant trickle of cum ran out of it onto Jovan's balls. Her eyes were closed tight, her face was red, and her slutty mouth made an obscene "o" as she panted with lust. Jake went down on her clit, licking it and teasing it with the tip of his tongue, and he pressed two fingers up Adelle's cunt and onto her g-spot. Her moaning grew in volume as he licked faster and harder, until Adelle was nearly screaming and thrashing her ass up and down on Jovan's cock. With a loud wail her eyes popped open and she came, squirting all over Jake's face and chest. "Give me your cock, Jake! I want your cock." Jake kept licking her, driving her wild. "PLEASE JAKE! I want your COCK in me NOW!" she shouted. Jake knelt on the bed and slid his cock balls-deep into her pussy in one fast, hard, motion. Adelle screamed with pleasure. Jake could feel his balls slap against Jovan's as he pumped in and out of his wife's hot cunt. Jovan bucked his hips under Adelle, forcing his big cock in and out of her ass, as he continued to grope her tits. "You like that Adelle?" Jake growled. "You like being double fucked, my little fuck slut?" "YES, YES!" Adelle screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck your little slut HARD!" Then Jake got a wild idea. He was always looking for ways to surprise his wife, and this was hard to do since she was a very experienced slut. But he knew she would never expect this. He pulled his cock out of his wife's pussy, and pressed its head against Jovan's dick at the opening of Adelle's ass. Her eyes opened wide as she realized what Jake was about to do. "Do you want it?" he asked her. Adelle hesitated for only a moment and then said, "Yes. YES! I want it! Put it in my ass!" Jovan shoved his cock all the way in and stopped moving. Jake pushed down harder on his cock and slowly it made its way beside Jovan's dick and into Adelle's hole. Adelle let out a low groan as Jake's cock slid in, inch by inch. Through clenched teeth Adelle whispered, "I always said I had a talented ass." As his pubic hair pressed up against Adelle's pussy, Jake said, "You certainly do, baby. You are now being fucked in the ass by two big cocks." With that he pressed his thumb against her clit and started rubbing it with a circular motion. At the same time he moved his cock slowly in and out of her ass. As her hole stretched and relaxed, the motion became more and more easy until both he and Jovan were fucking her hard and fast. Jake's attention to her clit brought Adelle to the edge and beyond and she orgasmed hard for the fourth time that night. Again her pussy ejaculated, the sweet clear liquid, adding to the lubrication of the two cocks violating her asshole. This pushed Jake beyond his endurance to hold out and he pulled his cock from Adelle's pussy. He lifted her off Jovan's dick and sat her on the edge of the bed. Jovan stood up and Jake said, "Take off the condom and cum on her tits – she loves that." Adelle looked up at Jovan as though intoxicated and nodded, "Yes I do! Cum on my tits Jovan!" She then took Jake's cock in her mouth and jacked it with one hand as she jerked Jovan's meat with the other. Jovan was so turned on that he didn't last long. He let out a long, loud shout as his cock swelled and jumped and then shot a huge load of cum onto Adelle. It hit her on the cheek, on her tits, and on her belly. There was so much cum that it ran down her ample cleavage and dripped onto her pubic hair. This pushed Jake over the edge and, with a growl, he dumped jet after jet of hot jiz into Adelle's lovely mouth. She pulled on his balls with one hand and jacked him with the other as she sucked every drop from his cock. She looked up at both men and let the cum dribble out of her mouth, then quickly sucked it back in and swallowed it with a smack of her lips and a big smile. Jake and Jovan looked down at the little slut, and she was quite a sight. She still had on her fuck-me heels, her pussy was bright pink, swollen and shiny with her cum, her belly was covered with Jovan's seed, as were her red and engorged tits. Her hair was a mess of blond tangles and semen, her face was flushed, her lips puffy, and her eyes bright and happy. "It's good to be home," Adelle said, and she stood and kissed Jake deeply and lovingly. Adelle's Adventures Ch. 05 Adelle's libido was at an extremely high pitch for days after the encounter with Jovan. She was usually horny, but this was an exceptional level of lust even for her. One evening, after Jake had fucked her hard for the third time, Adelle suggested they go to the local sex club. Jake shook his head in disbelief, but of course he agreed. Adelle put on her tiniest, tightest, shortest and most low cut black dress, her 36DD breasts pushed up and out by her Victoria Secret bra. Her forty-inch ass was barely covered by the hem of the dress, and the black cloth clung seductively to the contours of her narrow waist. Black leather "come fuck me" boots finished the ensemble. Adelle's shining gold hair was carefully messy and big with a "freshly fucked" look, and her makeup was bold and seductive. During the ride to the club Adelle adjusted her makeup in the vanity mirror, the light accenting the rise and fall of her cleavage. More than one truck-driver sounded his horn as they passed on the highway. She blew them kisses and jiggled her tits for them. Jake reached between her legs and, as he expected, found her pussy sopping wet. Adelle groaned as Jake circled her clit with his finger. She leaned her chair all the way back and put her feet on the dashboard, her legs spread wide. Jake stroked her faster and harder, glancing at his hot, sexy slut wife while trying to also keep his eye on the road. In minutes Adelle's hips were bucking and she let out a long low squeal as she came, ejaculating her hot sweet cum onto the upholstery. After driving for about an hour, Adelle and Jake pulled into the driveway of the club and noticed lots of cars in the parking lot -- this was going to be a fun night. The party was well underway when they entered; people were gathered around tables drinking and looking for partners, as couples in various degrees of undress gyrated and juked on the dance floor. High-quality porn was displayed on the many flat-screen televisions that hung from the ceiling, providing a foreshadowing of things to come upstairs. Jake and Adelle drank rum and Cokes and chatted with a few couples, until a tall woman in a long, gold dress asked Adelle to dance. Adelle looked at Jake and he nodded enthusiastically. Jake heard the woman introduce herself as Jacki, and saw her lead Adelle by the hand to the dance floor. There the two women swayed and bounced to the beat, touching each other lightly on the arms and waist and hair. Jacki turned Adelle around and pulled her in close; her hands moved up Adelle's body and cupped her breasts. Still swaying to the music, Adelle reached back with both hands and cupped Jacki's ass. Jacki kissed Adelle's neck and pulled her top and bra down slightly, allowing Adelle's enormous breasts to spill into view. Adelle's skirt inched up with the swaying and bouncing motion of the dance, and her ass and pussy were fully displayed. The lights from the dance floor played seductively over Adelle's nakedness. Adelle pulled away from Jacki, turned around, and said something with a dirty grin. Jacki smiled back and released her own tits from her dress, and the two women pressed together, their nipples touching first, and then their lips. They swayed to the music, holding each other in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. When the song ended they smiled at each other like school-girls with a secret, adjusted their clothes, and went back to their partners. Jake kissed Adelle, feeding her his tongue and running his hands down her back to her ass. "That was incredibly hot," he breathed into her ear. Adelle giggled, "I'm glad you liked it! I certainly did!" Jake continued to kiss her and moved his hands to her breasts. He pulled one from her bra, and then the other. "I think you should leave these out so everyone can enjoy them," he said. Adelle simply nodded and smiled. For the next hour Jake and Adelle mingled with the other couples, inviting anyone and everyone to play with Adelle's tits. All who took their turn expressed their appreciation, and Jake noted that Adelle enjoyed every grope and squeeze. Several women who had watched Adelle dance with Jacki exposed their breasts and pressed them against Adelle's and kissed her. Adelle allowed any man who wanted to to play with her tits, but she would not kiss him; that, she said, was reserved for Jake. Jake watched his slut wife get more and more aroused as a series of strangers pawed her tits, sucked her nipples, and French kissed her. Finally a tall black man pressed his finger into Adelle's wet pussy as he sucked her tits. This left Adelle consumed with lust and she grabbed Jake's hand and quickly led him to the stairway. "I want to fuck," she breathed. Jake watched her ass jiggle and shake as she marched up the stairs in front of him, one very determined slut. They wandered through the rooms and watched people fuck in a variety of positions. In one room there was a long platform with several mattresses lined up in a row. At one end a white man lay on his back while his wife knelt and sucked him. A very muscular black man with a shaved head and enormous cock crawled up behind her and pushed into her doggy style. She groaned heavily and her tits and ass quivered with every stroke of the large cock in her cunt. Next to them, a thin, petite woman with short hair and a nose ring greedily licked the pussy of a large black woman with massive tits. She, in her turn, was sucking the cock of one man as she gave a hand-job to another. Adelle and Jake found space next to them and she pulled off his shirt and pants, slid onto the sheets and spread her legs. "Lick me," she purred. Jake gently teased his tongue from Adelle's asshole, up over her shaved, glistening wet lips, to her swollen pink clit. Adelle groaned and bucked, and her moaning increased in volume as he licked and sucked harder and faster. After a few minutes they were joined by a Hispanic couple who knelt on either side of Adelle and squeezed her tits and sucked on her nipples; their hands roamed lightly over her body as Jake ate her pussy. The man was very fit and lean, his average sized cock fully erect. Jake watched as Adelle's hand ran over the man's chest, pausing to tug at his nipple ring, and then continued down his abdomen to his cock. Her small, white fist gripped the hard brown tool at the base, and then jacked it up and down intensely. The woman was pretty and slim, with long dark hair, medium sized breasts and a small, round ass. She kissed Adelle deeply and, between kisses, said, "You are so beautiful ... It was a turn-on to watch you dance ... I love your delicious breasts." Jake continued to lavish his attention on Adelle's clit as the man turned the woman onto her back and entered her quickly in one thrust. He fucked her hard and fast and her moans grew quickly to a wail as he pummeled her. Adelle leaned over to kiss her and the man said, "Hold her down." Adelle pinned both of the woman's wrists to the bed, and Jake held her legs as the man pulled his cock out of her and proceeded to finger her and slap her clit. With each slap he increased the intensity, and the woman's cries of ecstasy grew louder and louder. Adelle, her large breasts swaying over the woman's contorted face, said, "You like that don't you slut? You like having your pussy slapped? You are a nasty little whore, aren't you?" Each question brought a louder, and more passionate "yes!" from the woman's panting lips. The man again entered the woman roughly and fucked her hard. Adelle kissed her aggressively and Jake grabbed and pinched the woman's ass, as he continue to lick and suck Adelle's bucking pussy. Both women's moans became cries and then high-pitched wails as they came hard at almost the same time, screaming with each wave of orgasm. As Adelle climaxed her spray of cum shot onto Jake's face and ran down his chest. The man pulled out of the woman and she sat up to suck her cum off of his cock, and Adelle shifted around to take Jake in her mouth. Both women sucked hard and deep, pausing only to kiss one another and fondle each others breasts, sucking on each other's tongues, while still stroking their partner's swollen cocks. Jake and the man looked at each other with very satisfied, dirty grins. The man was the first to cum, and his woman pulled her mouth off his spurting cock and directed his white jiz onto her pert brown breasts. The sight of this pushed Jake over the edge and he came hard in Adelle's mouth. She sucked and teased every drop from him as if it were a precious elixir and then, with a smile at her three lovers, swallowed and licked her lips. Jake looked around and noticed that their performance had attracted a crowd of ten or twelve appreciative viewers. A black man in the front row said with a wide grin, "Dude, your wife is hot!" "Tell me about it," said Jake with an appreciative smile at his slut wife. The four of them made their way back downstairs, where Jake and Adelle learned that their new friends' names were Jules and Veronica. As they sat at the table Jake smiled when he noticed Adelle's right hand was in Jules's lap, and her left hand was under the hem of Veronica's dress. "My slut is insatiable," he thought. "And that's just the way I like it." Adelle's Adventures Ch. 06 My dear readers, for this installment of my wife's exploits I'll switch to first person and tell you about a relatively tame (for Adelle) adventure we had recently. As usual, this is a true story, embellished only slightly for readability. I hope you like it. + + + Adelle and I went to dinner with another couple at a local bar/restaurant, and this time she was dressed rather conservatively (for her) – which means her tits were only half revealed, and the hem of her dress was just above her knee. Still, as we walked into the restaurant almost every man we passed ogled her and fucked her in his mind. Her long blond hair was perfectly curled, her makeup flawless as usual, and her 36DD 30 40 figure was barely contained by her tight, dark purple dress. Her matching "fuck-me" heels clicked along and everything jiggled nicely with each step. We found our friends at a table and, as we chatted with them over the course of an hour or two, Adelle decided to drink martinis. As the evening progressed she ordered one, two, three drinks, and to my surprise they didn't seem to phase her; usually alcohol fuels her slut persona (not that it needs any amplification.) But she was having fun and I enjoyed the view of Adelle's tits – and the discomfort of my friend as he tried to subtly enjoy them as well. By the time we left we realized it was too late to go to the sex club, so we went to a regular club instead, where Adelle continued to order martinis. Suddenly the alcohol level in my slut wife's system hit the magic mark and she went into action. She bounced up and down on her bar-stool to the music, making her tits jiggle and the extent of her cleavage deepen. She let the hem of her dress ride up, exposing more and more of her lovely thighs. She laughed too loudly at all my jokes, and kept crossing and re-crossing her sexy legs. This, of course, caught the attention of several men. I smiled at them when they looked at me, inviting them to enjoy the view. We noticed that several women were also sending long glances Ashely's way and, when one of them headed for the ladies room I suggested Adelle follow her. She didn't need to be told twice. Spreading her legs quickly and flashing a glimpse of her pussy at me, she slid off her bar-stool and headed for the ladies room – her ass swaying and jiggling with every step of her heels. When she came back several minutes later she had that dirty grin on her face that I know so well. She told me the girl's name was Julie and that she was, indeed, a lesbian. But since she was there with her lover, she couldn't leave with Adelle and me. So Adelle had pushed her up against the bathroom door to hold it closed, pressed her tits into Julie's, and ran her hand up the girl's thigh as she kissed her deeply. Julie apparently melted into Adelle's embrace and the two of them fingered and squeezed each other until they felt someone try to open the door. That's when Adelle came back to the bar. She was like a woman possessed! She drained her sixth martini of the evening and said, loud enough for people around us to hear, "Let's rent some porn, and go home and fuck!" I, of course, was more than willing to comply and we paid our tab and left. As we drove to the adult store Adelle put her heels up on the dashboard, pulled her tits out and slid her dress up to her waist. I played with her clit as I drove and she bucked and moaned her way through a wet orgasm in no time, soaking the upholstery with her squirting cum. She rearranged her disheveled clothing as we pulled into the adult store lot and parked. I noticed that a man in a car a few yards away was watching as she fixed her hair and makeup. "There's a man over there staring at you, baby," I said. "When you get out I want you to flash your pussy at him." Adelle smiled devilishly and said, "With pleasure!" I watched his face break into a smile as Adelle opened her door and swung her legs out slowly, one at a time. I'm sure she gave him a big wink and a smile as she did so. Needless to say, he followed us into the store. As we looked through the rentals the man stayed close to Adelle and scarcely took his eyes off of her. She flirted with him shamelessly, bunching up her breasts for his enjoyment, and bending over – pretending to look at titles on the bottom shelf – so he could get a good view at her big ass. I could see where this was going so I whispered a question in Adelle's ear and she nodded yes. I found out later that, as I went to the desk to buy tokens for the back-room video booths, the man asked Adelle if I was her husband. She smiled sweetly at him and said, "Yes, but he's cool." When I returned with the tokens and led Adelle into the back room, he followed. I selected a large booth in the back corner, fed the tokens into the machine and selected a video of a black woman sucking a huge black dick. Adelle pulled out her tits and slid her dress up around her waist and we sat down. The man stood outside the door and watched as I fingered Adelle's sopping cunt, played with her tits, and fed her my tongue. When Adelle noticed that the man had freed his dick from his pants and was stroking it, she reached out and pulled him into the booth by his engorged cock. "You want me to jack you off?" she purred to him. He nodded and said, "I want to watch your husband fuck you." I lowered my pants and Adelle, without letting go of the man's cock, knelt before me and sucked my dick slowly into her mouth and down her throat. Now, let's pan back and observe the scene. We were in a dark corner video booth of an adult store. The only light in the tiny room was coming from a screen showing a big-titted black woman sucking on a huge black cock. I was lounging back on a hard, wooden seat with my pants around my ankles. Standing before me was a stranger whose name we don't know, and who's hard cock was protruding from the fly of his pants. And at the center of all of this was my slut wife, who – with her long blond hair awry, and her bright red lipstick smeared by cock-sucking – was kneeling on the cum-soaked floor of the booth with her huge tits and ass on full display, sucking my cock and jacking the stranger's shaft at the same time. Once she had me good and hard, Adelle stood up, turned around, and sat on my cock, taking it up her hot, swollen pussy in one quick plunge. As she rode up and down on me she jacked the stranger's dick with one hand and tugged on his balls with the other. "Take my tits and press them together," she growled at him. He roughly grabbed her tits and pushed them into each other, forming one large mass of soft, warm flesh. The sight and feel of this, coupled with the fast stroking attention Adelle was giving his cock was all he could take. I saw the head of his cock engorge and then a huge glob of grey-white cum shot out of it and hit Adelle on the cheek. She angled his cock lower, and rope after rope of hot semen jetted out onto her jiggling tits. My talented slut managed to do all of this while popping up and down on my hard cock. Seeing a stranger shoot his load and cover my wife's beautiful tits in cum put me over the edge and I unloaded surge after surge of jiz deep in Adelle's perfect pussy. As I came I reached around and found Adelle's clit, hard and distended. She was so turned on that she jumped when I touched it, and after just a few strokes she came, sending wave after wave of hot squirt running down my balls to mingle with the dried semen on the video booth floor. Adelle lay back on my chest, giggling like a school-girl, as she massaged the stranger's cum into her tits. He mumbled, "Thanks – you guys are amazing," and left the booth. Adelle and I pulled our clothes back into place and left the tiny room as well. I thought we would leave the store after all of that, but Adelle wanted to shop. With my cum running down her thighs, and the stranger's jiz drying on her ample cleavage, she browsed awhile and then insisted we buy a black dildo to replace one we'd thrown away recently (our sex toys get lots of use.) Of course we had to use it when we got home, but that's another story ...