0 comments/ 7299 views/ 6 favorites Fire! Ch. 01 By: MormonChicks Fire! With the exception of about a dozen of my nearest and dearest friends everyone would think I am the perfect Mormon wife. I seem to adore my husband, love my kids, and am well respected in church. Yet, I feel guilty when I wear my garments and their promise of fidelity. That started when I fucked a coworker. I didn't mean for it to happen. It just did. That tempered with the idea that I went into the affair eyes wide open. Self denial isn't going to help. My husband used his church connections to land a good job as an electrician with one of Utah's major cities. I'll keep it vague. I work for the same city as a fire fighter. His job is the regular 5 days per week from 7 AM to 3:30 PM. Mine involves days on and then days off, with me being gone overnights. He and a his mom take care of our four kids the nights I am not home. The days off is where the problem started. Living in a firehouse a lady needs to adapt and fit in. Crude jokes aside, sometimes you have to call someone a motherfucker just to prove a point. It's not a part of my home life. Living with a dozen men is like having a dozen brothers. Although they treat me like a sister keeping in shape for my job has given me the body that makes their thoughts go way beyond being a sister. Without considering the outcome my relationship with one of the guys led me into the wrong situation. Several of the fellas had ATVs either for off road use or used them during hunting season. As our shift was ending one of the younger firefighters was trying to get someone to go 4-wheeling with him. I had never been, yet something made me hang back as the others were leaving. We had several showers for the men in one room and I had a restroom all to myself with my own shower. I took my time under the hot water and spent more time than I should soaping all the right places while thinking that my husband wouldn't be home for four more hours. Thinking I would be the only person left I stuffed my garments and my bra into my duffel bag along with my dirty clothes. I put on clean panties and long shorts. With just a T-shirt my breasts were more than firm enough to conceal the lack of a bra unless my nipples gave me away. I was surprised to see my coworker Jimmy sitting on a bench with his head in his hands. You can guess if I lied about his name. "What's the matter, Jimmy. Lose your best friend?" "No, I thought one of the guys would want to go 4-wheeling. I don't know how to kill the time." "Maybe your wife can go with you." "She's teaching school and by the time she picks up our daughters from the sitter it will be after four when she gets home." His wife was really cute, and his twin daughters, were three years old and really sweet. When they would visit the station they would call me Aunt Fire House. "How about you? You ever 4-wheel?" "Never have. I'd have no idea how to drive one." "It's easy. If you have a couple of hours you'll have the time of your life." Right then. That was all it was. One friend asking another to go 4-wheeling. I knew my husband wouldn't be home until after 4 o'clock himself. "Okay, I can't leave my car here. Where can we meet that's on my way home." Jimmy gave me directions to the trailhead where he rides. "I just need to swing by the house and hook up to the trailer. Shouldn't take ten minutes. I'll meet you there?" I probably waited twenty. Some of the time questioning myself what would be said around the firehouse when the word got out. Then I saw Jimmy's truck bouncing up the trail. "Sorry, I had to get gas in the ATVs. Been waiting long?" "No, just long enough to wonder why I let myself come up here." "You'll have fun. I guarantee it!" I watched Jimmy drive one on the machines off the trailer. He fumbled around the next one a few seconds. The machine started and then stopped before he could start to back up. "Oh, crap! This thing is acting up again. It's the one my wife rides. Doesn't get ridden as often. That just ruins everything." "Why don't I go home and you can go ride by yourself." "No, listen. I have to teach you how to work everything anyway. It might be easier to show you if we were both on mine." I shrugged my shoulders and walked past his wife's machine. Looking at where I had seen him fumble with his hand I could see the fuel valve in the off position in the gas line. I was getting played. I smiled to myself and walked over to Jimmy." "Okay. Where do I sit?" "You can sit in front and be at the controls with me behind you to show you how, or we can be behind and watch what I do." "I think I'll start out in the back and see how it goes." Ready to roll out Jimmy gives some more instruction. "You don't want to get thrown off backwards. Grab my shoulders or put your arms around my waist to hold on." I started off holding onto his shoulders. The rumble of the motor vibrated up though the seat and into my thighs. As we moved along slowly I could feel a tingle where my crotch met the leather. Fully knowing what I was doing I lowered my hands and put my arms around his waist. As Jimmy added a little speed. I gripped a little tighter, squishing my now hard nipples and my boobs against his back. At a few years older and the mother of four and Jimmy with two little girls I should have been the one to show some responsibility. Instead when Jimmy brought us to a stop I was feeling horny and showing some frustration. My nipples remained hard and my arousal was no secret to Jimmy. We stopped at a little flat spot in the trail. "Are you ready to give it a spin?" "What?" I was wondering what it would be like to give Jimmy a spin. "Your turn to drive." Jimmy got off and I slid forward to put my hands on the grips. Jimmy got on behind me. "It's all ready in gear. Just push the throttle and it will go. The brakes are both sides in front of the grips." As we started to move forward Jimmy put his hand around my waist, just below my boobs. We weren't going very fast when I ran over a rock in the trail. It wasn't much of a bump, but Jimmy used it as a chance to move one hand up over my tit. "Whoa! Trying to get rid of me?" "Sorry, maybe you need to hold on a little tighter." There! I had sealed our fate. I could have slapped him for grabbing a feel. Instead I gave him the green light. As we continued up the trail I felt his other hand work under the hem of my T-shirt. Then both hands came up and held my tits, flicking his fingers over my nipples. Between the action on my nipples and the steady rumble against my thighs and cunt from the machine I was so hot I could not stand it. I pulled over on the trail. We got off the ATV and stood along side it. Jimmy's manhood was enlarged and pressed against the front of this pants. He leaned forward. I let him kiss me. His hands came up to my tits again. I leaned back on the side of the seat. Jimmy turned off the keys. The mountains and valleys around us were almost silent. "We can't do this. Not here. Someone will see us." Jimmy laughed. "Really? I don't think they is anyone for miles." He brought a hand down and unsnapped my jeans. As he pulled them off my hips I sat back against the side of the seat again so he could slide them down my legs. I pulled off my T-shirt. As Jimmy admired my boobs and hard nipples I took off my moistened panties and hung them from the handle grip. I can't begin to describe how fast Jimmy joined me completely naked himself. It seemed like there was no stopping either of us. As I started to stand to hug him he pushed on my stomach so I would stay seated against the ATV. He poked a finger into my wet slit. Then another went in as I didn't have a care in the world except to respond to this man. With two fingers in me he ran his thumb against my clit. Then trapping it between his thumb and finger as his fingers sawed in and out of my heated womanhood. I felt myself start to cum. The whole world seemed to explode right at the end of his fingers. It was first time I had cum with a man other than my husband. "Wow! I had no idea you could make that feel so good." "Glad I could help out. What can we do about me?" "What would you like?" "I don't know. My only experience is with my wife. She is not very adventuresome. I guess ... can I fuck you?" "I'm not sure that would be right. Maybe I'm feeling remorseful. I've never cheated on my husband." Jimmy was standing there a hardon that looked like the skin could split any minute. I was taken by the fact that although I thought all men's cocks should be the same, it looked like Jimmy might be a little more than I had at home. That all added to my predicament. I wasn't about to drop to my knees and suck his cock. I had never done that. I started in what proved to be an awkward effort to make him cum by jacking him off. It seemed it should work, yet the more I tried the more odd the situation seemed. "Sorry." I apologized to Jimmy. "I thought I could make that work." "We've gone this far. I don't see why you won't let me fuck you." "It wouldn't seem right. I guess I still feel too married." "Why don't we do this? I'll put a little bit of it in and move it around. It will make me start to cum and I'll pull out. If I don't make you cum from fucking you and pull out before I cum inside you it wouldn't really be cheating." "You are so full of shit! I could I trust you to pull out?" "We came up here as friends. We found something to share. Please?" Jimmy's pleading was getting to me. I knew it was crap, but I was wondering how it would feel if I let him inside me. The birds were singing. The warm sun was shining down on our naked bodies. I sat back on the leather to give him access to put it in. My slit was practically gushing from the wetness of my own juices, Jimmy's cockhead nestled between my cunt lips. He slid it up and down a few times and nudged it into me. The head popped right in. True to his word he moved the head in and out, using a couple of inches if shaft. I was a little distracted by the thickness of it, There was more there than I had at home. Not so much, but more. Feeling where the head was inside me and seeing what was still there for the taking he must be longer than my husband as well. I was handling the width and enjoying the feeling as the head of his cock moved my vagina a little wider than anytime in the past. "That's really good. Are you about to cum? You have to pull out." "I'm trying to make it last. I've dreamed of this and imagined how good it must be," "Disappointed?" I teased. For a response Jimmy settled himself a couple of more inches deeper inside me. "Where do you think you are going?" "Are you complaining?" "No, shove it in all the way. Just be sure not to cum in me. You have to pull out." Our pubic bones soon met. I had no problem being slick enough to take him. I felt myself forced more open. As our crotches met I found I had cock an inch or so deeper in me than I had ever had a cock before. I rocked a little and whimpered. Jimmy gave me a few hard stokes. I started to cum hard. I felt Jimmy's cock swell inside me. Even though I panicked when I realized he was about cum in me it felt so good I was ready to welcome his seed. Then he stopped moving. Leaving me having little orgasms as he held perfectly still. "Oh, fuck. I can't hold it." Jimmy jerk away from me. The head of his cock just clearing my opening as he began to spurt his sperm into the air. Most of it splashing across my thigh. "That was feeling so good I wouldn't have cared had you squirted the whole load inside me." "Now you tell me. I hope I get another chance." "Oh, you'll get another chance." Jimmy smiled. I smiled back. There was no way I was going to settle for getting that just once. "It's almost three. We better head back. You want me to drive?" "I'll drive. You're a lot more fun behind me." The whole trip down the trail Jimmy played with my tits and kissed my neck and ears. By the time we were back at my car I wanted to fuck him again. I gave him a big kiss, got in my car and headed home. I needed another shower and managed to be all finished when their dad brought the kids in from school. I went into the normal routine asking about their day and what they had been up to while I was gone for work. As I started to do some laundry I stopped to lean against the machine and think about Jimmy and his nice cock. My husband came in ask I how was doing and gave me a peck on the cheek. It made me think of how far inside me Jimmy had his dick buried barely an hour earlier. After an uneventful dinner and a little television time with my husband and the kids were kissed then goodnight and went to bed. As I began to undress with him watching from the chair by the bed I mused over the Mormon garments I had routinely put on when I dressed from my shower. I was wearing the very material that promised that we would always be faithful even though this afternoon was the day I had let another man fuck me and loved it. Finishing my undressing I made sure the man I promised myself to for a lifetime got a good look at my freshly fucked cunt. I wanted to get him interested enough to want sex so I could turn him down. I almost wanted to turn to him and say, "You know, I fucked a coworker after work today. I saw him off to work the next morning and loaded the kids in the car to take them to school. Dropping them off my thoughts turned to Jimmy and really wanted to let him fuck me again. His wife should be ready to teach her first class. We had exchanged cell numbers and I was ready to give him a call when my cell rang in my purse. "Hello?" "Hey, I bet you never expected to hear from me again." Jimmy was teasing. "I'd better hear from you again. What are you doing today?" "I want to be doing you. How about a rematch?" "Well, yes, that sounds good. I meant what else would we do? I might be an easy and cheap date, but I'm not just going to let you fuck me and drop me off at my car again." "You want to go out for some more 4-wheeling? I can get the other one running for you to ride." "I know why it didn't run yesterday. Besides, I think I'd like it better to tag along on yours." "I'll get some snacks and drinks, and toss on a sleeping bag. Can you make us a couple of sandwiches? It was not quite 8:30 AM. We would have a pretty good day of it. I made the sandwiches and ran upstairs to put on clothes better suited to ride the trail. It's hard to beat a T-shirt and jeans. No more sun than I get I'd come home a sunburned mess. I took off my garments and underwear, then headed out naked underneath the outer layer. I must have been anxious to get there as I had a twenty minute wait for Jimmy to show up. A married couple parked near to unload. From the stares my tits got from the man and the stares he got from his wife the boobs must have been making a good impression. Jimmy off loaded the one ATV. He opened the storage box on the back and stowed a sleeping bag, some towels, and a couple of wet wash cloths he had put in a zip bag. I handed him the food. A separate cooler held the drinks. I didn't say anything, but admired his preparations. "Want to drive?" "No ... you drive and I'll cozy up to the back side of you." The conversation was little flat. Maybe one of us were having second thoughts. "How was your evening?" Jimmy asked. "Fine. How about yours?" "When I got home I had almost an hour to shower and wait for the my wife and daughters to get home. I was feeling bad about cheating on them. When I saw them I was feeling pretty fucked up. The problem was that I couldn't stop thinking about wanting another shot at screwing you. I couldn't wait until I could call you this morning." "Me, too." I laughed. "I was punching in your number when your call came through." "I've wanted piece of you since the first day I transferred to your station. When I saw first saw you I thought that I'd give up a testicle just to see you naked." "Hey, you got your wish without paying the price." "Yeah, unless we get caught. Then I'll lose both of them." We shared a short kiss. Jimmy fired up the machine. I gripped him tight and kept my tits pressed against his back. When we got to the spot of the previous day's adventure we pulled under a tree. He took a bottle of peach tea from the cooler and offered me a drink. "On up the trail is a hunter's cabin. I know where they hide the key. I thought we could stop in there and spend some time. Then decide what to do the rest of the day while our spouses are working." "Sounds like fun. How far is it?" "By miles, just two or three. By riding time, almost an hour. Lots of nice things to see." We stood by the ATV. Jimmy leaning against the side of the seat, me leaning backwards into him, his arms around me. "Did you really mean what you said about the testicle?" "Even more so now than then." We finished sharing the drink and started up the trail. After a mile the main trail split and we turned up one that kept me hanging on tighter than ever. Over rocks and around trees and holes. It didn't seem like the path was hardly ever used. As the trail got worse I was beginning to think maybe turning back for home was a good idea. As I was about to complain we drove out of the brush and the trail flattened out to a clearing. Off to one side under some pines was the cabin. The view to the west went on for miles. "Can I show the princess around her castle?" The castle was one room with 2 sets of bunk beds and a flat kitchen counter with a wash pan. A make shift toilet sat outdoors off in the distance. A toilet without walls, not a location designed towards women. I tested one of the beds with a cautious hand. It was the old cotton batting with coiled spring underneath dating back probably 30 years. I guess the look on my face required a comment. "That's why I brought the sleeping bag. I didn't think you would want to have direct contact, plus what ever I spill can roll up and go home. What do you think?" "I think maybe we should try it." I gave him a big grin. That sent him hustling for the 4-wheeler. He was being silly by running as fast as he could to get back, then quickly unrolling the sleeping bag over the blanket that covered the ancient mattress. I took off my jeans and shirt. Naked, I crawled onto the bed while giving an ample view of my now slippery cunt. Then onto my back, I spread my legs and waited for him. "It's going to be fun doing it on an actual bed, even this one." The old springs squeaked with my slightest move. Jimmy was quickly out of his clothes. He aimed his cock at my open slit, nestling it between my cunt lips that were desperate to feel the shaft buried deep within. Every little stroke brought a chorus of sounds from the old metal springs and he began to pound my pussy. As the tempo picked up, so did the noise. It became an important part of our love making as we worked to keep it in a perfect rhythm. Moving as if we were one being, Jimmy started pumping into me faster ... then stopped abruptly. I didn't say anything as I watched his face reflect the effort he was making trying not to cum. I was amused as I lay there. I could feel his cock throb as he probably should have stopped a few seconds earlier. His fit into my vagina was comfortable. I didn't feel stretched. The whole size of the head and maybe even an inch of the shaft was in me further than my husband had every been able to reach. I had to feel this man cum in me. "Are you okay, Jimmy?" "Sure, just about lost it. Probably should have pulled out." I was taking in the whole room, the smell of dust and dampness of the little used space. The smell of my own pussy. I had not been in any hurry to cum, but my wetness caused the odor of sex to overwhelm all else. Fire! Ch. 01 "What if I told you that you didn't have to pull out? What if I told you I wanted to feel you flood my cunt with your seed?" "Really, you decided that wouldn't be being unfaithful?" "No. I intend for that to mean I am being unfaithful. It's not going to bother me one little bit." It was another twenty minutes before Jimmy went into the short strokes and deep thrusts. This time when I felt him hold hard deep into me I could feel him cum. After cumming several times myself leading up to this the feel of finally having his seed spray against my uterus sent me into my own intense climax. After a few minutes he got off me to get the wash cloths, taking one for himself and offering the other to me. I held mine in my hand and continued to expose my open slit to him. We made small talk as he cleaned up. "Are you going to use that wash cloth or lie there and show off?" "Right now, I guess I'm showing off. Your cum feels good in me." "Shouldn't some be leaking out? I put a big load in there." "It could be leaking out if I wanted it to leak out? Right now I'm enjoying it" I started to get up. I didn't want to get cum all over his sleeping bag. I had noticed the worn out linoleum floor that was throughout the room. "If you want to see cum, here you go. Just remember that some of it is mine, too." I had my hand over my slit, pinching it together. Standing with my legs a couple of feet apart and facing him I removed my hand. A big glob hit the floor between my feet, followed by two more. Then as I stood there cum continued to flow from my cunt lips and through my pussy hair. I bounced and wiggled until it stopped coming from me. There was a nice puddle on the floor. "There. You wanted to see cum. You can clean it up." "I'm not cleaning it up. I gave it to you. You clean it." "I guess it's going to stay. It goes well with the decor." We went out and rode higher into the mountains. Being my first trip up there I fell in love with it. That and Jimmy and I kept stopping to make out. We finally came to a spot where the trail got really rough. "It looks like a mean ride from here. Are you up to it?" "I want to have time to stop by the cabin on the way back." "Oh, did you decide to clean that mess up you left?" "No, we can't go much further anyway. Maybe some extra minutes there could be fun." This time back I grabbed the sleeping bag and unrolled it on the bed. Tossing my jeans and shirt aside I spread myself open wide waiting for more of Jimmy's nice cock. We both stepped carefully around the pool on the floor. Jimmy made it last almost an hour. Very unlike my husband with his clumsy fumbling around, then shooting off in me after two minutes. I was on the pill. Four kids was enough without risking Jimmy catching me in a fertile moment. Not that I was going to tell him about my birth control. Having a second round with Jimmy made me realize that I settled too soon on a spouse. If and inch made a difference I wondered what else was out there. We ate the lunch I had fixed. Then fucked again on the squeaky bed. Jimmy wasn't recovering as fast. Cum would run from me while we sat to talk, but none splattered on the floor like the first load. I could never remember my husband fucking me three times in the same day. The squeaky bed got to me again. Make that fucked four times in one day. In addition to the squeaky be the idea that Jimmy was ten years younger than me was winding me up. I had met his wife and twins. She was very pretty. I felt flattered that he wanted an older women when he had a wife like her. I laid with his cock in me while he told me more about them. Hoping his cock would harden and cum in me again I told him about my kids and husband while we still coupled together. The wind was picking up in the pine trees around the cabin as well as one window rattled under its force. We got chased out of the cabin by the need to get home before the storm hit. A light shower caught us while Jimmy loaded the ATV. My wet t-shirt was plastered against my boobs. The cold water had my nipples sticking out like crazy. "You go ahead. The rain is going to make traffic slow." He warned. "I might be getting caught my second day of cheating on my husband." I told myself. Traffic was backing up at each light. By the time I turned onto my street I was already ten minutes past when my husband usually got home. I didn't know how I was going to explain not being home and why I was wet and not wearing a bra. The excuse that I need to run out for something wouldn't work because I had nothing in my car to show from a trip. Maybe he'd get held up picking up the kids from the rain. A cheater could pray for such things. Fuck it. If he beat me home I would admit to going riding with Jimmy and make up an excuse for no bra what ever in the hell that would be. A block from home it hadn't even rained. I turned on our street. I was clicking the garage door opener to get it open as fast as I could. Right at our driveway ... my husband's truck wasn't home yet. I stripped my clothes in the garage so I wouldn't drip inside. I ran naked to the laundry downstairs and hurled the wet clothing in the washer with a quick cup full of detergent. I got into a dry top and some jogging shorts just as I heard the garage door go up again. Fours kids ran to Mommy. My husband smiled. I gave him a hug. He noticed that I was braless. I'd probably get fucked five times before the day was over. "You won't believe it rained most of the way home. Then almost here it just started." He commented, "I was worried about you when I noticed you were late. Where were you for fifteen minutes? Off seeing some young thing ten years younger than me?" "No. It was school. Moms come in the rain to pick up kids that usually walk. We sat and blew horns at each other for a while. You been busy?" "I just took a shower and there's a load of clothes in the wash." The shower part was a good lie. He touched my wet hair and squeezed a boob when he was sure the kids weren't watching. I was most certainly getting fucked again soon. He didn't ask about the rest of the day. "Well, you smell good." What I smelled like was Jimmy, his sweat while he fucked me, and rainwater. I could feel Jimmy pool a little between my cunt lips. My days off rotated into Saturday. Husband and kids for the full day. Shopping and taking the kids out for pizza. Took them to my Mom's later. His Mom saw them all the time. Yes, he fucked me Friday night, I would have preferred that little extra Jimmy had to offer. Back to work on Sunday. That got me out of feeling guilty in church about cheating in my marriage to my husband. Seeing Jimmy again made me feel good about it. I was already planning my next day off. Fire Department hours: Two days on, three days off. For the next month Jimmy and me would fuck unless it was the weekend. Instead of going into the mountains Jimmy would sneak into my house. We'd fuck and make out most of the day. We told ourselves that we loved each other. Not the leave your spouse kind of love, but the can't fuck you enough kind of love. That the most my of my affair with Jimmy. I mentioned earlier that sometimes you have to call someone a motherfucker to get them to leave you alone. Clark was that kind of guy. At forty years old he was twice divorced and ten years my senior. Thought he was God's gift to women. This was a day when the next day was a day off. Clark would say almost anything if there was no one else around. I was in the shower. Most every one else was cleaning the trucks when I heard his voice. "Rosie! What you need is a good fucking!" "Oh, my God, Clark. You scared the shit out of me." The guys called me Rosie because I blushed easily at some of the comments they'd make around me. I never made a complaint so things got even worse. Now Clark was in the lady's shower. "Just wanted to see what your old man was fucking." "Well, you've seen, now get the fuck out!" He was only a few feet away. I turned my back to him. He got closer and spun me by my shoulder causing my tits to bounce as I came to a stop. My nipples hardened as he stared at them. He shoved his middle finger right up my cunt and started a slow finger fuck of my womanhood. "I'm married Clark. Leave me the fuck alone." "Been married a couple of times myself. I've got a new Harley you'd like to feel between you legs even more than you are liking that finger. What say me an you take a little cruise tomorrow. We can run down and take a little scenic tour around Nebo Loop. Then I can show you something else you'd enjoy between your legs. You might want a couple of trips on that. What do you think?" He was still fingering me. He added a finger that I kind of hunched down at. "Oh, Hell, Rosie. You just kind of committed yourself, What time do you want me to pick you up?" I was panting in his face. Really wanting to cum I hunched a few more times. The bastard made me cum. I liked it. "Maybe I should check my calendar. I'll let you know." By end of shift I told him a corner near me where we could meet. "Good! Wear something appropriate. You'll need sunscreen if you do." "Like what?" "Short shorts and a halter top. No bra." I had to stop by Walmart anyway. I picked up a tube of sunscreen. The shorts came from the young teen rack. For my boobs I was going to need a tube top from the lady's department. I left the clothes in the trunk when I carried in the rest of the stuff. That night I fucked my husband and kissed him goodnight. I had already made an excuse to Jimmy. The clothes might have been a mistake. The tube top screamed, "Hey look at my tits!" The short shorts were worse. They outlined my cunt and pushed the crotch into my slit. I waited on the corner in my car for Clark and told him to meet me at the park. Out of the car he went nuts. "Rosie! I need to fuck you right here!" It had to wait, but he put sunscreen on my back so well it covered my nipples and down the front of my tiny shorts. By then him fucking me right there seemed like good idea. Ending up in the police station probably not a good idea. We were soon moving down I-95 winding in and out of traffic. I could see the stares my mostly exposed body was getting. Thank god for sunglasses and the motorcycle helmet hiding my identity. I was soon holding on to Clark to shove my nipples in his back. When we'd pass a car I'd lean back again to give them a good view of the shape of my boobs and those ever protruding nipples. Clark was right. I liked riding what I had between my legs. The engine vibrated my inner things, my ass cheeks. My pussy pressed on the seat in the tight shorts shorts had me out of my mind. I moved my ass back a little and pressed down to put the vibration right on my clit. Clark knew what I was doing when I grabbed his waist and squeezed when an orgasm hit me. We got off on US 6 and stopped at a gas station right before the canyon. "I told you that you'd like that between your thighs." "I can't wait to see what's next. I always wondered why women on the back of motorcycles seemed unhappy like they were in pain. Now I know they are cumming in their panties." "You aren't wearing panties are you?" "Just little bikinis." "Not allowed. Restroom is right there." "Seriously?" He pointed again. Men were already staring at me. I went into the restroom and took off my underwear in the stall. A glob of my girl cum the size if a half dollar was glistening in the crotch. I didn't want to throw away twelve dollar panties. I balled them my fist when I caught a look at myself in the mirror. The shorts were light yellow, I love the color, but my pussy hair could be seen right through the fabric. It goes without saying my pussy was showing an amazing camel toe. I put a smile on my face to start my walk back to Clark. A man was just starting to put gas in his minivan. His unattractive wife and three kids were going to use the restrooms. She was barking out some kind of stupid orders about parking the vehicle as she walked away. I walked up to him. "Excuse me, Sir." "Oh, sorry. I don't carry any cash." "No, hold out your hand." I put the panties in his palm. "When you get to wherever you are going tonight would you jack off into them for me?" He looked deep into my eyes. I unrolled them to show my juices. "Opportunity of a lifetime. That's my cum right there. Just me. I had an orgasm just before we got off I-15. It's pussy cum. You can eat it." "Can I eat it now?" "If you want." He looked around and put the crotch to his mouth and sucked my cum right off it. "Remember now. Promise me, when you to get to your motel tonight that you'll jack off into them." "Yeah, It's a Holiday Inn. Jack off in the crotch. Got it. Can I keep them after that?" "If you want. Hide then well. Don't let your wife catch you with them." Good luck with that. Wives find everything. Clark was laughing from the motorcycle. "You made his day." "Yeah, let's get going so you can make mine." I teased. "What the fuck are you doing?" I asked myself. I had to ask although it was obvious. I was going to fuck Clark. Fire house asshole. I had already cheated on my husband and was juggling thoughts when I was with my four kids. My kids were innocent and my spouse clueless. On my days off I'd spend the evening watching the family around the table as we ate. Do dishes with my husband beside me as I'd wash and he'd dry. All the while with Jimmy's cum up inside my cheating married cunt. Tonight it would be Clark's cum clinging to my vaginal walls and possibly puddled in my little muffin. I hadn't really given much thought to fucking other guys and now it just seemed to happen with no guilt and no regrets. I was incognito behind Clark with my arms around his waist and my tits in his back as we rolled though the canyon on US 6 towards the US 89 turn off. Now southbound on US 89 almost to the Nebo Loop turn off construction crews were working. We sat in traffic a few minutes before rolling past the flagman. The young man with a bored looked let out a whoop as I flashed him as we returned to our lane of travel. I was dressed like a whore and I felt like one. Being with someone like Clark makes you feel like that anyway. Not far in along the loop trail there was a little pull off where there had once been a road. Clark pulled under a tree and killed the engine. "Feel like climbing?" He pointed up a path that looked like a game trail. "Do you mean like climb on you?" "Well, that too, but there's a lovely view from up there." We started to climb the trail. Then got to some rocks. "Go ahead. I'll follow so if you slide I can catch you. And, I can watch your pretty ass above me." Several feet further up were some big rocks. I moved my feet apart to move from one to another. "Wow! Look at the cunt on that women." Clark sounded like some high school kid. "Excuse me? What did you say?" "I said, look at the cunt on that woman." "I don't think you see any cunt. What you see are my shorts." I scolded. Every time my feet would come apart to climb after that it was the same thing. "Wow! Look at the cunt on that woman." It was getting to me, his seeing the outline of my pussy and calling it a cunt. I don't think Jimmy said cunt. I know my husband never would say the word so that I could hear. Finally things opened out into a long range view. Clark caught up and sat on a flat rock that looked over the loop below us and miles out across the valley. "Come sit with me." Clark patted the rock. I started to sit beside him. "No, here." He opened his legs and sat me between his thighs. Both hands went to my tits. No surprise. The view was exhilarating. I pulled my tube top down to my waist. My nipples poked against his palms. I leaned back against him. Clark was kissing my neck and ears. For a guy that came across as such a dick he was being sweet. I turned as much as I could to kiss him. Got the tongues all intertwined He was playing with my pussy, trying to get a hand in my shorts. "You won't get to anything as tight as these things are sticking to me." I laughed. I unbuttoned the button and pulled down the zipper. It was a struggle just to get out of them. I tossed them to him. He laid them aside. I tossed the tube top, too. Now sitting back down my naked pussy was sitting on granite. Not the hard cock kind, I was really sitting on granite heated from the sun. My nipples were getting worked over as we could see the tops of cars go by a few hundred feet below us. Clark moved around behind me. His t-shirt now laid beside us. I sat still with my back towards him while he took off his jeans. He sat back down to again play with my boobs and nipples. One hand went to that cunt he had been talking about. I moved my legs apart and raised a little on one hip to give him access. Those two fingers from the shower at work found my slit. Something was poking my back. "What the hell is that?" "It's just me. You make me hard." I stood up and spun around. Clark laid back on his elbows. A really big cock stuck up from his pubic hair. Much bigger than Jimmy and forget about what I had at home. Maybe this was the cock I needed. "What do you think?" He smiled. "I think I like it." I dropped to my knees and put a hand on it ... stroked it up and down a couple of times. This was a lot of cock. Length and width considered this was four times the cock I'd ever had in me before. I imagined me all stretched out while trying to get the length of it in me. "Not disappointed." "Definitely not disappointed!" I'd never had a cock in my mouth before. My lips slipped over the head of this one. The head and a little shaft put him at my throat. I was determined to learn to suck his cock. A few minutes later he pulsed and I had sperm in my mouth. "Is that sperm? Did you just fucking cum in my mouth?" "Don't worry. I can get hard again pretty fast." "No! You just fucking let yourself cum in my mouth. What am I supposed to do with cum in my mouth?" "Spit or swallow. No big deal. Don't stress yourself out?" I swallowed. Winced a little at the taste, then lit into him again. "Don't you ever fucking cum in my mouth unless I tell you it's okay." Then I laughed. Didn't mean to laugh. But, I laughed. "That wasn't a lot of cum. I figured when I felt it that I would be getting a mouthful." "There's a difference between cumming a lot and cumming often. I don't think the lady will be complaining by the time I take her married snatch home." The lady didn't have any complaints. I scuffed my knees riding his cock deep into my cunt. Sort of like I was born to fuck his cock it nudged right at my cervix ... nudged it after shoving it up a couple of inches in my tummy. Then there was that little spurt of seed. I could feel it, but even my husband could cum that much. "Don't laugh. It's enough to knock your tight little cunt up in a big way." I flipped over on my back using our clothes to protect me from the rock. Let him skin his knees this time. "Okay, big man. Let's see if you're all talk. Knock up my tight little cunt. Make me have your baby." "I'll bet you aren't even in you unsafe period." "Oh, I'm fertile Baby! Right dead center. If you think you can shove enough seed in my cunt to impregnate me have at it. My husband won't ever figure it out. Fuck me! Knock me up!" I had my legs spread wide, feet in the air. His cock loomed even larger just outside my outer cunt lips. His cock rammed into me, fucking hard to bury the full length. There was a fury as he pounded at my pussy to fill it with seed. Fire! Ch. 01 "Come on, Baby. Show Rosie how bad you want to be my baby's daddy. Let me feel your cum." I'd mess with him for weeks over this. As I said before, I was on the pill. It would have been my fertile time had the pill not worked. As deep as he went I would have soon been carrying his kid. I felt the wetness of his sperm in me. We cuddled naked and talked. He'd tell me what a good fuck I was and I'd talk about how sure I was he'd gotten his seed to my womb to create our child. "You're about the hottest broad I've ever brought up here." "You bring women up here to fuck them?" I was a little jealous. "Nothing like this. Holy shit, Rosie. You've about ruined me for ever wanting to fuck anyone else." "Maybe we had better be sure about that baby." We spent the day on Nebo Loop finding other places to have him fuck me. We were sure about the baby eight times with me riding home on his Harley with his sperm cradled in my cunt. He had me back to my car with an hour to spare. Should have made one more stop on the Loop. I would have fucked him right there in the park if so many kids weren't playing in the area. Taking him home for a last load might lead into us getting caught. We made out in my car a few minutes. If he hadn't gotten me off with his fingering my clit before he left I would have finished it myself. There was plenty of time to get home, shower, and enjoy the feel of his cum in me. I started to leave some in, then decided to get clean in there. I wanted to fuck my husband that night. I wanted to see how his cock would feel after the damage Clark's cock had done to me. My spouse didn't make me cum and he didn't say anything about noticing a difference when he placed his five inch cock where I had earlier had nine or ten inches. Nine or ten, it didn't matter, I wasn't about to ask Clark how big his was and listen to him brag on himself. A quick trip to the bathroom in the dark and a few moments with my fingers on my clit made up for the usual quick hump and no orgasm from the man that had promised to always love me. I wondered if he'd love me had he seen me full of cock then riding home behind the man that shot his cum in me several times that day. I didn't feel guilt around my kids. The oldest would be experimenting with her own slit soon. I hoped she would marry for cock rather than love. I know I wished I had. Besides, I still had two days off on weekdays ... husband at work, kids at school. I called Clark again the next morning to fuck with his head about making me a Mommy again since he didn't know I was on the pill. "Hey, Clark. Want to make sure that sperm is working while I'm still fertile.?" "I'm pretty sure I got ya. My swimmers know their way around." "Funny thing. My old man was talking about maybe we should have another kid. Be a shame to disappoint him." "You can come over to my apartment. Why waste time riding around in the country?" "I don't want to be seen going in your apartment." "No one's going to know you here. Park in the lot. There's plenty of landscaping, trees, walls, and shit. They aren't going to see you come to my place. Apartment 206." "That's it? No building number?" "It's building two, apartment 6. Fuck, Rosie, get that little fertile cunt of yours over here and stop over thinking everything." "When I get there I'm going to slide it over your fat cock." God, I was talking like a whore. Clark was right. No one paid any attention to me. I was in his apartment, stripped myself naked, and was in his bed. The apartment smelled like a dorm room and was just as messy. I spread my legs and for the first time in my life spread my cunt open for a man. "Mommy's pussy needs some attention." "Yeah, we need to make sure that baby gets in there so your husband won't be disappointed." We were playful, but I didn't realize how badly I needed his cock stuffed deep in me. By the second time he fucked me we were getting a little more comfortable with each other. He was still excited thinking he was knocking me up. I hadn't gone to a regular college. Being with him I felt like a coed getting fucked before doing her homework. Even more so when we warmed some disgusting stale pizza for lunch. We hung out, cuddled, watched TV and fucked twice more with him thinking his seed was locked up with my egg somewhere deep in my uterus. I kissed his goodbye at his door. "Want to come by tomorrow? You know. Make sure we've got that baby firmly up in there?" "Yeah, I'd like that. This time though you are buying me fresh pizza for lunch." "Okay, and speaking of eating, remind me to eat that cunt of yours while it's still fresh before we fuck a load in there." "Yeah, I'd like that, too. I kissed him again. Didn't the man know that sperm can stay active in a women for three days? I giggled on the way to my car. Maybe I could sneak my husband a load if only I could get him to eat me. My husband didn't get to fuck me that night. I knew I could feel his little dick after getting fucked with a big one. When I'd gotten home I sat in the kitchen on one of the barstools and fingered myself off. I knew if I waited for my spouse to fuck me I'd have to finish with my fingers anyway. Dinner and TV with him and the kids still brought no guilt. That night I listened to hubby snore, my mind on Clark fucking me for the third day thinking he could get me pregnant, The thoughts of Clark's big cock had me trailing my fingers on my slit. The fire within was starting to burn. My fingers were encountering my own wetness. I could wake my husband for a fuck but couldn't think of any reason why I'd want his five inches poking at me and not doing me any good. I slipped into the living room and spread wide on the sofa. My fingers felt good in my vagina, on my clit even better. I flattened my hand over my cunt and my clit and made a big rubbing circular motion that soon brought me to an orgasm. The working over I gave my cunt made little sloshy slapping noises in the quiet of the night. I put out more cum of my own than my husband or Clark, but not as much as Jimmy. Rather than get up to go to the bathroom I stayed on the couch. I could feel a trickle of my own juices leak from my pussy. I could catch it before it reached the fabric on the cushion below me. I dabbed my finger in the little pool that had formed between my outer lips. I put the finger in my mouth then dabbed down there again and brought up some more. The next time was more of a scoop. Then a capture of what had leaked out earlier. I rolled it around on my tongue, sucking it around in my mouth, squishing it between my teeth. I wasn't ready to swallow it yet. I sure as hell wasn't going to spit it out. I tasted good and I liked my own cum in my mouth. My fingers were digging for more while I was lubricating faster than I could capture it all. Finally I quieted down. I swallowed my own gooey mess and waited to catch my breath. At 4:00 A.M. I was back on the couch. I worked a little slower this time enjoying my own touch. Clark would soon be fucking me, but I needed this. My hand wallowed my cunt lips and rubbed my clit. I was wet but hadn't cum yet. I needed to taste myself. I dipped into my slit. There was plenty of me to taste. I held it in my mouth while I made myself cum, then cleaned myself out and swallowed the whole load that came out of me. The alarm woke us at 6:00. My husband told me to stay in bed while he fixed the kids breakfast. I rubbed myself until I smelled pancakes. I got myself off. Cleaning myself out was going to be a part of my routine from now on. I sat with the family to eat so when they left for work and school I'd be ready to get over to Clark's apartment. I dressed in baggy shorts and a cut off t-shirt and drove to the apartment complex. A quick knock on the door and Clark had me inside, undressed, then spread on the bed with his face in my pussy. A tongue was better than a finger except that I knew right where to put the finger. He was proud when he made me cum and quickly had his cock in me. I don't think he tried to make it last. I'd already cum once and then again right along with him. Our all day fucking got interrupted by that pizza delivery. Clark said if the guy was cute I should fuck him. I teased him that the kid's sperm would get around his and impregnate me instead. I did answer the door in Clark's t-shirt and tip him a couple of bucks. He couldn't see my pussy or if I was wearing panties. The look on his face suggested he's like to know. I flirted a little. Then Clark spoke up from the background. "Are you going to talk to her or fuck her?" Clark stepped into view. You could tell it was a jealous question and that he wasn't going to let that happen. Pizza guy left abruptly. "I thought you wanted me to fuck him." I teased Clark. "Order a pizza at your house. Let him fuck you there." Clark scowled. The rest of the day was terrific. Four hard fuckings just to be sure that my mythical baby had been fucked into me. The jealousy and the fact we'd have to be at work the next two had Clark fired up and leaving me with no complaints when it was time to beat my family home. I'd work Friday and Saturday and be stuck Sunday with my family before I'd have Clark between my legs again Monday and Tuesday before back to work again. I was a Mormon mother of four with a husband that loved me, but my new obsession for cock made me wish everyday was spent fucking someone larger and better than my husband. Sundays were the worst adding to being stuck with my husband I spent most of the day at church meetings that seemed to never end. I have no idea how many times I rubbed my pussy to orgasm, including one at church in a bathroom stall while the whole ward talked and prayed just a few feet away. Monday was a blessing as by 7:30 A.M I was fucking Clark. He had cleaned up his place quite a bit. The door room look remained, but the smell was clean and fresh. The main remaining problems were some posters of nude women that I didn't find pleasing. "Looks nice except you aren't fifteen years old any longer." "Oh, the posters. I'd take them down if I had one of you to replace them." "I'm not putting my face on your wall." "Wasn't thinking of your face. Maybe a nice close up of your pussy or tits." "I'm not going to end up looking some internet whore." "You can review each shot and delete what you don't like. No faces." I had never considered someone having a nude shot of me. Clark popped out an expensive digital camera. Before I could react he had a shot of me sitting back with cum running from my slit. I let him take some more, front and back, and some of my tits. My face didn't show anywhere in the photos. "Okay, you pick one photo and delete the rest." He clicked through each and deleted all but one. Showing me the folder with only one picture remaining I asked to see it. "Let it be a surprise. I'll get the poster made and put it over the couch for you." "Okay. I get final veto. If I don't like it the thing comes down." We spent the rest of the day hanging out, making out, and fucked four times. The slower pace made our relationship more comfortable. Clark made me cum hard each time he unloaded inside me. Home to be there for family late afternoon. Diddled myself twice. Couldn't keep my fingers from going from my cunt to my mouth. Leftover in there from Clark, but really enjoying my own taste. Back to Clark the next morning. A cloth hanging on the wall over the couch no doubt over the new poster. Clark grinned at the unveiling. I squealed. It was the first picture he took of me sitting back, pussy gapping open and cum leaking out. "What? How did you get that done so fast and even framed?" "Poster store across town. Should have taken a week. You'd be surprised the service you can get when the subject matter is a leaking cunt. I watched to make sure he couldn't make a copy for himself and deleted the image from my camera." There was a thirty by thirty-six close up of my cunt hanging over his couch. One could quickly see the photo and the couch cushions matched. My open pussy was two thirds of the image and the cum was clearly seen running out of the cleft between my cunt lips. I hugged him and kissed him hard. He got my shorts off me and started eating my highly aroused twat. Then a hard fuck right below the poster. "I guess you like it." My eyes went to it. I smiled, then giggled a little. "Yes, I like it." I pointed my finger at him. "Don't you ever tell anyone that it's my pussy up there on your wall." "I wouldn't tell anyone, Rosie. I love you." "What???" I spun toward him. "Sorry. Didn't mean to say the last part." I hadn't heard it at home a lot lately. "That's okay, Clark. Fuck me again. I think I love you, too." That was our next five weeks. Every day off we'd spend together, fucking three or four times per day. A couple of weeks in I got my period. Knowing he hadn't knocked me up he tried all the harder. I almost considered going off the pill to let him do it. Copyright by the Author 2015. No reuse or reprint without Author's written permission.