0 comments/ 18168 views/ 15 favorites Violating Their Marital Bed By: SlyDog969 My now wife Sonja and I had only been dating about 4 months when we were invited over one Friday evening to have dinner with her best friend Isabelle and her husband Ramon at their home. Our relationship was still relatively new and I was trying to be on my best behavior and not say or do anything to alienate my new girlfriend or any of her friends. The very first time I met Isabelle I thought she was coming on to me even though I know it just one of those "Latin things" where they like to touch and flirt a lot more than I was used to having grown up in the mid-west. Even so she was more aggressive and then most Latin women I had known. I wasn't sure if she was just testing me to see if I would cheat on her girl friend or if she really wanted to get me into bed. The dinner that night was very casual out on the patio with lots drinking and some Cuban dancing thrown in from time to time. We were sitting around a table out in the patio area when Ramon announced he was going to the kitchen to mix up a fresh batch of mojitos. Sonja decided to make a bathroom run at the same time leaving me sitting there alone with Isabelle next to me. Isabelle immediately scooted her chair a little closer and then began slowly caressing the inside of my thigh. She smiled and said, "You know I wanted to date an Anglo boy back in junior high and father wouldn't let me which made me want to do it even more. I just smiled for a moment not quite sure what to say then the words just blurted out of my mouth "That's too bad I guess you'll never know what you're missing." "That is very true" she said as she began squeezing my thigh a little higher up my leg almost at my crotch. At that moment Ramon walked out with a pitcher of fresh drinks and my future wife was only a few steps behind him. As they sat down Isabelle gave Ramon a devilish and seductive smile and said "Baby you know that kinky thing you been asking me do?" Ramon replied "Baby you need to be more specific there are a lot of kinky thing I asked you to do and very few things we haven't already done!" with a big grin on his face. She retorted "You know that thing where you want to watch me have sex with another man? Well I think I a found the right man for the job." I sat there spell bound with my head oscillating back and forth between Ramon across the table and Sonja on my left. Ramon responded "Baby did you ask him and Sonja if they were okay with it?" "I am asking them now." She said. She turned to Sonja and said "You don't mind if I give your new boyfriend a test drive and see if he is any good in bed do you?" Sonja paused for a second and then exclaimed "I am okay with as long as it works both ways and I get to try out your man and see if he is any good." "Oh honey you can fuck him any time you want I have used him up and have been thinking about trading him in anyway." Now Ramon was the one sitting there with the same bewildered look on his face as me not knowing how to respond. Sonja turned to me and said "If you want fuck this low class puta go for it" Then turning to Isabelle in broken English with her hands waving around in the air like she was swatting a fly and announcing to the world "because yes, I am going to fuck her man, I am going to fuck him until he cannot pee straight for week." I poured myself a large drink and chugged it all down in one gulp still trying to process what was going on here. I was caught in the middle of a battle of wills between two very hot and determined Latin women. I knew that this was not going to end well for me no matter what I did and that my relationship with Sonja was undoubtedly going to be over before the night ended. If I had been sober and thinking clearly I would have gotten up and ran for the door but since my beer goggles were on and my little head was beginning to take control telling me if I am going to be ending this relationship anyway then what the hell? Sonja then got up and walked over and sat down in Ramon's lap and started grinding her ass into his crotch giving me a teasing look. Once again my mouth and my brain were not in sync when I turned to Isabelle and asked the question "Okay, so how does this work?" "Oh sweetie you're the man in charge, you can work it any way you want. Just make it good since this is first new cock I have had in over twenty years, all I ask is that you make it memorable and that you hold nothing back." I smiled, happily accepting my role as her designated man-whore for the evening. It was a once in a lifetime experience that I was definitely not going to let slip by. Now I am normally not a "take charge" kind of guy in the bedroom but for some reason at that moment I was drunk with power with a combination of wanting to get even for being put in this situation and being extra horny at the thought of doing something so forbidden and taboo, especially with such a sexy women that wanted me as bad as I wanted her. "Okay I said well if this is the first time you have cheated with another man I guess that makes it a special occasion kind of like consummating your adultery similar to your wedding night when you consummated your marriage. So maybe we should celebrate it like your wedding and maybe have some kind of ritual or something?" "Oh I like that idea" she said "Tell us what you want us to do and make it kinky, the kinkier the better." Ramon smiled in agreement and seemed to be as excited as Isabelle. Sonja on the other hand had a blank look on her face. Sonja got up from Ramon's lap and sat back down in her seat and pored herself a tall drink. "You know that they're just using you for sex, don't you?" she snarled. "Oh yes, and I am perfectly fine with that if you are" I replied. "If you do this then make it count because I plan to rock his world and toss you out of mine." she retorted. Undaunted by her treats my perverted imagination went into overdrive. I have always seen sex as a mind game, a sexual treasure hunt. I like to embrace the forbidden aspect of sex and magnify it to create the mind fuck that will take me mentally physically and emotionally to a new and different place. To feed upon the thrill, the excitement of doing something illicit, dancing on the edge not knowing what the repercussions and rewards might be. At that moment Isabelle lightly touched the side my face, gently kissing me saying, "I think we are going to need a little more privacy for what I have in mind." As she led me away by the hand we picked up our drink and moved the party inside to the living room where Isabelle immediately guided me over to large plush couch. Ramon and Sonja setup shop on a love seat just across from us and began some light petting. Both women were acting very loose and slutty from the alcohol. The fact that most women lose all their inhibitions when they drink is proof enough for me that God is a man and that he has a great sense of humor. Isabelle excused herself to use the little girls' room and to get us some fresh drinks. Ramon and Sonja were sitting directly across the room from me and just pretended I wasn't even there. I was very curious to see how far Sonja would go with her little game and I soon realized that seeing them together like that, I was considerably more jealous than I was willing to admit when I committed to this adventure. Ramon leaned over and whispered something in her ear, his hand dangling dangerously close to her tits. Then he stroked her neck ever so lightly. I could see he was peering down in the valley of those perfect breasts. He let his fingers 'accidentally' brush the tops of her boobs. The smile on her face made it clear she didn't mind. They chatted some more and his fingers moved to the top button of her blouse. He fiddled with it. "Naughty boy!" she exclaimed. He whispered something in her ear. She then leaned back on the love seat and allowed him to undo the top button of her blouse giving him full access. He immediately proceeded with the next button. A few more buttons become undone and her blouse was now unbuttoned down to just above her navel! He whispered something else in her ear. She slowly stood up and lifted her skirt. She made a quick twirl in front of him to show she was wearing a thong! "Well, whaddaya know!! Let's have another peek at that!" he proclaimed. As she leaned forward her bosoms were popping out from under her unbuttoned blouse. Ramon smile as he looked up to see the two perfect orbs hanging down like two giant water drops in front of him. He reached out and gently tugged on her nipples. Without any hesitation his mouth closed in around her right nipple. I could hear the sharp intake of her breath. For a few moments she let him have his way with her boobs. He then proceeded to undo the rest of her buttons. He slid his hand under her skirt and began to gently stroke her pussy through her thong. He commenced to finger fucked her and I could see by her open mouth and rocking hips just how much she was loving it! He then pulled her down next to him and unzipped his pants and unleased his manhood for her to view. She kneeled next to him and gently wrapped her fingers around his massive shaft. She stroked him for a while he laid back, grinning like a Cheshire cat! She fondled his balls with one hand while stroking his cock with the other and swirling her tongue around the giant head of his one eyed monster all the time watching his face and enjoying his facial expressions. I was trying to soak in every sensation, the sights, sounds, and smells, of the action in front of me. I wanted to remember it ALL! Suddenly Isabelle returned with the drinks, they immediately halted their erotic exhibition in a very abrupt and clumsy attempt to regain their self-control. It was somewhat amusing to see them try to backtrack to light petting given their current state of undress and the impressive boner that Ramon had hanging outside his unzipped pants. I am not sure who was more sexually frustrated by the disruption, them, or me. A few moments later they moved to the adjoining family room for a little more privacy, still within plain sight but well out of hearing distance. Isabelle handed me my drink and sat down beside me on the couch noticing the slight bulge in my pants but not saying a word. After a few seconds of awkward silence I decided to break the ice. "So why do want to do this?" I asked. "I kind of understand your husband having a fantasy for this sort of thing but why you?" After a short pause to reflect and gather her thoughts she spoke, "Ramon is a good husband I would not change him for the world but sometimes I need it rough I want be taken by a man and fucked like a whore. Playing out some fake fantasy just doesn't take me where I need to go to that forbidden place where I can feel totally free and alive. I still crave the kind of sex that can trill, me even scare me just to know that I can still feel things. Ramon just cannot treat me that way, sometimes he is just too much of a gentleman and I am not sure I want to change that but I still need to have something else and no one man can ever fill both those needs for me." Her words were incredibly philosophical and a lot to take in for a man with four mojitos running through his brain. I think she realized it was too much talking and reflecting as she picked up her drink clearly desiring to change the subject. She then slowly and very seductively crossed her legs and smiled at me. Her long legs looked divine as they protruded from under her short skirt. She was wearing a white silk semitransparent blouse with a nice black bra. I noticed had she left the top button of her blouse undone giving me a good eyeful of cleavage in the process. I just stared at those two firm globes straining against the buttons of her blouse. She smiled at me, "Go ahead and enjoy the view; my husband doesn't look at them at all anymore even when I am naked!" "Too bad He doesn't know what he's missing" I replied. "A sexy woman like you deserves all the attention she can handle" I said with a wink and sly smirk. I lightly began stroking her hair commenting on how beautiful and silky it was. Her head, almost imperceptibly, moved toward my hand. Her eyes were glazed with a mixture of alcohol and lust. Reaching under her skirt, I gently and very slowly stroked the entire length of her beautiful left leg. She responded with her hands gently traveling over my chest in slow long circular motions. I desperately wanted to know what she liked and disliked - what fantasies she had, and what I could do to make her as hot as fucking possible. "You said you wanted some new adventures. So what kind of adventure are you looking for?" I enquired. She smiled, "I need a man to rescue me from reality, a man to dampen my panties and not my spirts. To make me feel cheap and used, owned by him and at the same time a man to free my thoughts from these moral confines of wedded bliss for just a few hours." She pressed her lips against me and whispered, "That's why you're here big boy, to make that happen." Not knowing how to respond I just ran my hand down the side of her face and gazed into her eyes. Seeing how she responded to my slightest touch I licked and sucked on her ears and neck. Isabelle began to lightly moan as I explored her with my tongue. She squirmed around and kissed me back with an open mouth giving me a slow, long kiss. My body reacted predictably while my mind was still struggling to catch up, she then murmured, "Someone's happy to see Me." as her attention immediately descended to the bulge in my pants. I took her hand and moved it to my crotch, letting her feel the outline of my enlarged member. While touching my penis through my pants, Isabelle devilishly smiled. "I hope this is as big as I think it is," she purred as her eyes became wide and her tone had become a little bolder. She slid one hand between us and started to rub me through my slacks. I could tell she was aroused. Her hard nipples were evident even though her blouse and bra, and she moaned into my mouth as I began to rub them. I stood her up to get better access to all her womanly charms. I unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders and tossed it onto the sofa. Next I unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Startled by the air on her suddenly bare torso, she pulled away. Down to just her lingerie, she was wearing black stockings held up by a black garter belt fringed with black panties matching her bra, and low heeled pumps. Her ass had some jiggle, but it was still shapely. "You're beautiful and incredibly sexy," I whispered reassuringly as I proceeded to lightly kiss and caress her neck and shoulders. I reached back and unsnapped her bra. It fell off her shoulders to join her skirt on the floor. Soon we were both ripping our clothes off. The buttons on my shirt didn't stand a chance. She undid my shirt and tossed it clear across the room. She skillfully undid my belt and unzipped my slacks as she let lose my semi erect shaft from its hidden confines. The beautiful raven hair seductress undressed me in the space of a few moments, with a captivating smile on her face the entire time. A few moments later, we were both naked and exposed to world. My eyes traveled over her naked body. Perfect. Flawless skin, toned muscles, and beautiful face. Her thick black hair was now hanging down around her shoulders. Her tits were now freed and her nipples were rock hard, jutting out as if urging me to take them. I immediately grabbed both breasts with my hands and began to caress them. I took my time and thoroughly enjoyed Isabelle's tits, squeezing them gently as I continued to tease them with my mouth and tongue moving my tongue in a circle around one breast, before kissing over to her other one. She grabbed me around the neck and gave me a deep open mouth kiss! She pressed her lush body against me. Her crotch ground hard into mine. I could feel the heat of her body. Unconsciously, my hand wandered to her pussy. She moaned as I finger fucked her, with one finger and then two. As she panted I felt her hot breath on my face. Her hand then grabbed my dick. She descended to the floor and was now on her knees, giving the head of my cock a long lick with her tongue! As she stroked my enlarged organ it throbbed with anticipation. She must have felt it because she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my nob and started to suck and suck hard. Quickly the tip vanished in her mouth. Her technique was impeccable as she established a constant rhythm with her head bobbing up and down. My ball tightened and I blew my load into her greedy mouth. She kept on sucking until I was dry. I was surprised and more than a little embarrassed that she had made me cum so quickly. I pulled to her feet and then dropped to my knees and immediately planted my tongue at her slit and gave her pussy a long lick. As I took the first taste of Isabelle she began to respond to me with quiet moans herd only by me, "oh yes... do that, right there baby!" I explored Isabelle's beautiful body slowly and methodically taking her pussy lips in my mouth, running my tongue under her swollen clit, pushing my finger inside her cunt. I thoroughly sampled her flesh as I pulled back her clit hood with my left hand and began to gently lick it. I could hear her breathing change and her moans grow louder. Isabelle gasped slightly as she placed her hand on my head. She now took handfuls of my hair and began to grind her clit into my mouth. She thrust her pussy so hard against my face I couldn't breathe. I didn't care as I just kept on driving my tongue into her pussy, lapping up her juices, savoring every drop of her. She pulled me away from her clit and after a brief pause she smiled down at me and said, "I think it is time to take this to the bedroom." I smiled up at her and nodded in full agreement. We picked up our drinks and started our leisurely procession to their master bedroom. Ramon and Sonja had picked up their drinks and were a just few steps behind us kissing and groping each other like a couple of hormonal teenagers. When we arrived at our destination, I stood there and surveyed the room. In the center of the room was a beautiful king size bed with all the trimmings. As I looked around the room I realized that their marital bed was now soon to be the sacrificial alter of our infidelity, where her extra marital cherry was about to be enthusiastically surrendered to me. Within moments I was going to make this devoted and faithful wife into a cheating and adulterous slut, and the prospect both scared me and made by cock ache with anticipation. I gently squeezed her hand, and felt the diamond of her wedding ring press against my palm. I said looking at Isabelle, "I just want to make sure that this is something you both want before we go any further with this." The expression on her face transmitted an instant and unmistakable yes. She was wetting her lips for the on-coming treat. She turned to Ramon who nodded his head in approval with a big grin and a hint of excitement. I could sense their anticipation both of them were in-tune with wanting it to happen. I could see in Isabelle's eyes her uncontrolled lust and need to transcend into the forbidden world of adultery which was contagious and now driving me to want to give her everything she desired. Sonja at that moment announced she needed a shower before she could do anything like this and she walked out of the room and down the hall to one of the other guest bedrooms. Now it was just the three of us. Ramon took up residence in a chair just off to the side of the bed out of the way but with a good vantage point so as not to miss anything. Violating Their Marital Bed "Are you okay with him being here?" Isabelle asked. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her body against mine and said, "Absolutely, in fact, I think we should make sure we put on good show for him." "Damn, I love how imaginative and kinky you are with this stuff. I hope you take control in bed the same way. This definitely will be a night to remember I may never let you leave my bed." she exclaimed. She then walked over to the dresser opened her underwear drawer and picked through it. She eventually pulled out some black nylon stockings and a black garter belt. She sat down on the edge of the bed so that she could roll her stockings up her long beautiful legs. I wondered if she realized just how much it was torturing me watching her slowly pull that stocking up her shapely legs, caressing them and then straightening the seam. When she was done, she stood up so that she could fasten the rear clasps of the garter to her stockings. As she twisted her body to snap it I was treated me to an incredible view of her tits. I could tell she knew just how much I was enjoying her performance. She then attached the front straps to the tops of her black shiny nylons. My thoughts wandered to the image of my hand upon her silken knee exploring the inside of her bare thigh, kissing her legs slowly working my way up to her heavenly garden to make an oral offering to her womanhood. There are few things that can beat the feeling of nylons on either side of your head as your diving into a women's pussy. The mental image was almost more than I could endure. She looked at herself in a full length mirror and smoothed her hands along her thin stomach as she turned from side to side. She had a very sexy body. The garter belt framed her full round ass in a way that made me want to grab and kiss it. I walked up behind her put my hands on her hips and whispered in her ear "you look damned hot." She enjoyed my advances for a moment and then playfully pushed me away saying, "Go back over there I am not done yet." She applied some make up as if she was going out for a night on the town topped off by some slutty red lipstick and a quick splash of her No 5 perfume. For her finally she slipped on a pair of black patent stilettos, sliding them on taking her time with each ankle strap using her hands to caress her legs. As she should stood to check out her final look in the mirror I just sat there awestruck. There is something just so sexy about a lady in heels, how they make her hips look curvier, turning her ass into a work of art, extending her legs as an overt expression of confidence in her own beauty and sexuality. It makes her look so sexy, so dangerous, making my mind start to wander imagining her on her back, heels pointing upwards towards the ceiling and taking a deep hard pounding. With her preparations now concluded, Isabelle turned and sauntered towards me, one step at a time, one foot before the other slowly walking swinging her hips like they were the pendulum of a clock. I love the way a sexy women can throw down the gauntlet to a man, making the visual statement that she is here for the specific purpose of getting laid and sexually taking whatever she wants from him. How could any man resist her attitude, the fire in her eyes, that seductive smile that look that says more than mere words ever could? Isabelle glided towards me like a hungry predator my eyes and my penis growing larger with each step she took. She stood there for a moment and then looked at me and smiled as she pointed to her pussy. I gave her several light kisses and then dropped to the floor and commenced to traverse my tongue up and down the full length of her slit. She gasped with pleasure. I looked up, her eyes were momentarily closed. Her large round breasts hovered freely above me. She reminded me of a Greek goddess standing there needing for me to worship her body and serve her every need. I was quite happy at the current state of things and would have gladly stayed there to finish the job but she suddenly pushed me away wickedly wanting to deny and torture me. She then walked over and put on some slow sultry music and began to dance for me. I sat down on the edge of the bed and focused my perverted thoughts on the visual treat she was so generously giving me. I was totally captivated watching the way she wiggled her whole body with her hips swaying to the music, running her hands over her tits, and then touching her pussy with one hand and holding her hair up in the back displaying her tits making them stand out in all their wondrous glory. I was lost in a kind of erotic trance where I would have locked myself away for eternity if given the chance. I eventually allowed my focus to shift to her face where she gave me 'the look' that sensual expression that immediately drove me over the edge. She was undeniable a true master of visual seduction, forcing me to immerse myself completely in her sensuality, compelling me to experience her in a wonderful almost spiritual connection, needing to devour her entire being at whatever the cost, to feed upon her sexuality and be consumed by her need to have a man. She must have read my mind based upon the wicked smile she gave me. She was truly evil in the way she was now savoring her power and the complete unrestricted control that she had over me at that moment. When the song ended she moved towards the bed where I was sitting. She was just as good with her verbal seduction skills as with the visual. The slutty way she teased and taunted me, skillfully maneuvering me into a situation where my male ego would force me to give her exactly what she wanted while thinking it was my idea and giving me the illusion that I was the one in control. I enjoyed this haunting woman whispering filth into my ear. I could smell her perfume, I sensed her breath on my neck, her lips caressed my ear lobe, and her mouth spurted the most delicious obscenities as her hand squeezed my hard cock. She enjoyed manipulating me going back and forth from the playful seductress to the dominating bitch just to gage my reaction and to see what it took to make me react to her. Eventually I did tire of her games. As I awakened from my trance I decided it was now my turn to take control and make her horny for a change since that the true reason why I was there. This time I pushed her away and played hard to get. I walked over to the night stand and picked up my drink and took a sip. Trying to re-excerpt her control over the situation Isabelle lifted her hair above her shoulders giving me a slightly pouty yet sultry look and said, "What's matter don't you like my outfit." I conjured up my deepest most masculine voice I could muster; I looked her up and down and replied. "I think you look cheap and slutty." I then took a long sip from my drink to give an obvious dramatic pause. I sat the glass down then walked over grabbed her by the hair and firmly pulled her head close to mine and whispered into her ear, "I like cheap and slutty, it makes my dick hard, makes me want to put my cum inside you and plant my baby inside your belly." I then pulled her head back looking deep into her dark blue eyes and with a slight momentary pause I then added, "I think you look like a whore, and I want to fuck you like a whore, long and hard with no mercy until I use up every part of you and put every part of me inside you." I could tell my words had achieved the desired effect as I noticed the subtle hints that her whole body was going limp. She was not the first Latin female I had been down this road with and I knew how to push some of her buttons the same way she had been pushing mine. Never in my most perverted dreams or fantasies had I played out a scenario remotely close to this. I was now into this mind game much too deep to walk away or to change the rules. I could tell that she had gladly accepted the shift in power and wanted to leave no doubt in my mind when she said, "My cunt is throbbing, I want you to take me, I want to feel your naked cock inside me right now." Still playing the arrogant jerk I smiled and retorted, "Oh I will sweetie, when I am ready and not before." At first I thought it was a little too much and over the top but the look of lust and enthusiasm in her eyes and her facial expression spoke volumes about her desire to proceed with this bad boy adventure I had put into play. I kissed her roughly then picked her up and carried her over next to the bed then plopped her down like sack of potatoes on the floor. "Get on your knees," I instructed her. She instantly complied without the slightest hesitation. It was becoming more and more obvious that she liked being in a more submissive role. She sat back resting on her haunches looking up at me, I stood up and offered my erect phallus to her. As she placed her hands around my cock, I noticed her wedding ring glistening in the dim light of the table lamp across the room. Isabelle got straight to business, giving me some wet, sloppy, down, and dirty head. I could see the look of longing and anticipation on her face as she licked and sucked that mushroom tip smiling up at me desperately seeking some sign of my approval while worshiping my shaft like she was praying to the gods. As I placed my hand on her head Isabelle swallowed my penis whole, taking it all the way into the back of her throat. I looked down, watching as this cute little wife - someone else's wife - take me as far down her throat as she could. I held her head steady with both hands, slowly, methodically, driving, plunging myself in and out of her face, enjoying how awesome she looked, taking mental pictures for later. By now I was almost ready to burst. Her eyes flashed up to meet mine. With both my hands buried in her thick black hair, I announced that I was close to cumming. She looked up at me with a mixture of fear and lust! I growled commands and obscenities at her. I could see in her face a look of contempt, disgust, trepidation, but also excitement about what going to happen next. I glanced over and noticed Ramon engrossed at the sight of Isabelle on her knees in front of me. I watched him as he looked on observing his wife devouring my erect penis like a hungry animal. I gazed down at Isabelle and remarked, "Looks like your husband is enjoying this almost as much as me." Ramon nodded his head, while vigorously stroking his shaft through his shorts. Isabelle moaned softly with her mouth full of my member stretching her cute little mouth, "If the Nuns in my old Catholic school could see me now I'll burn in hell, but I don't care!" I pushed her head down and told her to stop talking! I felt myself getting close to cumming. And suddenly I did! I held her head so she couldn't pull away as I pumped cum into her mouth! She began to gag and I let go! I finished cumming all over face! Cum was running out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin! She sat there motionless, taking it all, every last blast... then waited for me to withdraw before finally swallowing in one big gulp. Amazingly she nearly got it all. Her eyes were glassy and her chin was wet, but other than that she'd swallowed every last bit of my seed. I then ordered her to milk the last few drops of cum oozing from my dick onto her wedding ring and to show it to Ramon to let him know who owns her pussy tonight. She hesitated momentarily either because it was an expensive wedding ring, or because it was such an degrading act or because she was afraid of Ramon's reaction, I am not sure which but eventually she did exactly as she was told. When she was finished she held out her cum soaked hand trying not to make direct eye contact with Ramon. She was obviously embarrassed until she saw a reassuring smile of approval on his face. He nodded his consent and began stroking himself even more intently as if no one was watching. At that moment she lost all reluctance and gazed up at me with those doe like eyes awaiting my next actions. I pulled her to her feet and roughly pushed her into their marriage bed, pausing there momentarily to give here wicked smile before I pounced on top of her. I guided Isabelle onto her back first, spreading her legs, feeling the warmth of our bodies as I pressed myself against her. My lance twitched with anticipation at the thought of sliding inside her married pussy. Finally I could wait no longer and I brought the head of my penis to the opening of her cunt. I lowered my hips toward hers; I looked down and saw my purple, swollen cockhead approaching her pussy. As I felt it lightly graze her outer lips, she flinched slightly, and her eyes grew wide. "We're really going to ... do it, aren't we?" she asked. I just smiled and continued. I slowly brought my enlarged member within a few millimeters of her waiting twat touching her slit and looking down at my mushroom tip as I ever so lightly slid it up and down against her swollen vagina. I could feel her wet slit pressing against the tip of my erection so warm and so incredibly inviting. She was now looking down at my hard-on completely absorbed by the site of it waiting there ready to penetrate and plunge deep into the forbidden sanctity of her married pussy, never before given to any other man but her loving husband. I wiggled the tip of my dick between her pussy lips and then I slowly pressed my member into her waiting cunt. I could feel her pussy slowly stretching and then yielding to me. The soaking wet petals of her treasure parted and the head of my penis slipped inside. "Ohhhh..." she moaned, falling backwards as my cock glided gently into her vagina. When her pussy gripped at the head a little, I knew I found the entrance to heaven. I pushed in deeper and she drew me right in, half of my penis slipped inside instantly. "Ohhhh..." she moaned, feeling my shaft pierce her consecrated crevice. I grabbed the sides of her ass and forced more of my organ into her. Isabelle raised her legs in the air, opening them wide for me. I slowly slipped my manhood all the way into her warm, wet snatch. "Oh, that feels so good!" she moaned. I looked over to see Ramon rubbing his crotch and stoking his pecker through his boxer shorts. I stopped there for a moments enjoying the feeling of the cunt of another man's wife enveloping the full length of my cock! Then she began to buck against me and said, "Come on, fuck me! I want to FUCK! Don't stop now" I took the hint and began to pound her. When I had established a strong, steady rhythm, I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and began thrusting my cock into her pussy and my tongue into her mouth, at the same time. I kneaded her breasts forcefully, while alternating back and forth between them, and pinching her nipples with my fingers. I thought about the taboo I had just broken, about having my bare cock inside another man's wife. I wanted unleash, to liberate and expose to the world this adulteress slut hiding behind her thin vail of a faithful wife. The bed was squeaking a little under the intense force of my thrusts. Her firm round tits were bouncing up and down to the rhythm; she was reduced to a series of whimpers as I jackhammered in and out of her cunt while her feet were flailing above my thrusting ass. I pulled out slightly until head of my cock was the only part of me in her. Pausing there for a moment to torture her I savored the sight of the glistening lips of her vagina lightly engulfing the mushroom tip of my phallus. I held it there just long enough to make her beg for it before slamming my cock deep into her crevice penetrating her with every last inch of my engorged manhood. I began to pump my cock into her with an unrelenting force that scooted her ass forward a little each time. She grunted when I hit bottom, my balls slapping against her. I was really giving it to her now, using long strokes but with a varied rhythm to keep myself from cumming too quickly. Trying to keep up the bad boy persona my hands grabbed her thighs, her ass, her tits... everywhere. I was jamming my fingers into her mouth, pinching her nipples, trying to figure out what made her the most excited. "Do you like it when I hurt you, bitch?" I snarled. Her body shook and shuddered beneath me, and her eyes grew wide, I could tell she was both scared and excited. As a man there are few times more arousing than taking a woman forcefully using her for your own sexual gratification. In that primitive mindset, I was holding her down fucking her deep and hard whilst pulling her hair, pinning her to the bed, kissing her neck and ear whispering, reminding her just what a filthy nasty, cheating little whore she was. We went at each other like two unchained demons pawing at each other, driven by an animal lust, consumed by an uncontrollable thirst that only the other could quench. I could feel her quivering beneath me. She struggled slightly under my weight, trying in vain to free herself, symbolically fighting it by pulling back, I slapped her face lightly and told her, "I am going to do anything to you I want, and you are helpless to stop it bitch." I could see a mix of pain and pleasure in her eyes. Eventually she stopped fighting back and I whispered in her ear, "That's it just lie there and take it, take it like the good little whore that you are." She seemed to really get off on my words, telling me in between her moaning, "I am a good little whore but only when you fuck me hard." I picked up the pace of my thrusting and leaned down to suck one of her nipples. I fucked her for all I was worth plunging myself into her cunt without mercy, hard enough to take her breath away. I told her I was so full of cum that my balls ached "Then fuck me, baby," she breathed," Fuck me hard I won't break...pump me full of your cum." I couldn't last much longer, so I looked into her eyes and made sure she knew it: "I'm... gonna... cum... in... you." I moaned. She knew she couldn't last much longer either. "Oooh, yeah... sh-shoot that... cum in me... gimme that... gimme that sperm... put your baby in me!" The scent of wet flesh, sex and lust, filled the air, a heady, intoxicating perfume that we both inhaled deeply. Somewhere in the pounding and slapping of our bodies, I felt my orgasm approaching like a runaway freight train. I groaned now with each thrust. Her back arched and she let out a loud moan! I could see her pussy juices running down the inside of her thighs. Finally my body took control and I felt the semen welling deep inside me. I could tell she was on the verge of a major orgasm, too: "Fuck me baby! Fuck me good! God Yes I need it!" I desperately needed to plant my seed in the womb of this fertile woman to complete me as a man. My rod began to spurt hot jets of potent sperm, boiling up from deep inside me and streaming through the full length of my straining prick into her willing, wet fuck hole. My load burst into her pussy as I continued to pound her and fill her with my seed. I closed my eyes and imagined my thick semen pooling around her cervix, sperm swimming strongly into her uterus. I could tell by her facial expressions that she was being consumed by the fire that burned deep inside her. Her eyes rolled back and she tried to breath. I made one last lunge into her cunt; she lost the battle and cried out, "Fuck." I spurted a few more times, and then slowed my assault on her. As my orgasm subsided, I could feel her walls of flesh clenching my cock, urging me on. I didn't slow until she quieted and her eyes regained their focus. I held myself inside her well-used cunt for as long as I could stay hard. I rocked against her, balls deep inside her, while at the same time tonguing her erect nipples. I just didn't want to stop fucking her. Violating Their Marital Bed She surrendered herself to the orgasmic after-shocks that erupted from deep inside her. The little whimpers that she let out as those uncontrolled mini spasms made her grab the sheets of the bed and hold on as if she was going to fall of the planet. I slowly withdrew my semi erect cock from her saturated pussy. Finally, the last of my semen trickled out dripping onto the sheets as she lay before me, legs spread wide. Isabelle's cum splattered cunt was a constant stream of her juices, mixed with huge quantities of cum, flowing out of her vagina. "You really do know how to show a girl a good time!" she murmured. Over in the corner Ramon seemed to be mesmerized by the vision of his wife of 20 years lying there before him spread eagle with another mans seed dripping from her snatch. I got back into character and beckoned him over to verify that his wife was well fucked by another man. I told him to take a picture of that beautiful cream pie I just put there. I then instructed him to retrieve a pair of black satin panties from the dresser which he enthusiastically proceeded to do, running around the room like a little kid on Christmas morning wanting to open his gifts. I then told him to put the panties on her so as not lose any of my well-earned cum. He lifted each leg carefully and slipped the panties on her and then slowly drew them up her body in an almost ritualistic manor until she lifted up her hips and they covered her ass. When he was done he looked at me with puppy dog eyes almost pleading with me to give him some more things to do. I then noticed Sonja was standing in the hallway just outside the bedroom desperate to see what was going on and trying not to be noticed while touching her tits and pussy. She seemed to have tunnel vision engrossed with the sight of our two naked bodies lying there on the bed. Our eyes connected, and then drifted away into our own worlds, then back to each other. She suddenly realized I was observing her and she regained her self-control. She threw her head back and stormed into the room pretending she had just returned from taking her shower. She began cursing and giving me hell with all the drama and hand gestures that Latin women are oh so famous for. She was putting on a good show, making it clear by her facial expression and body language that she was not pleased with what had just happened. For the first time in our relationship I just blew her off, telling her I didn't care if she liked it not. Still lying on the bed next to Isabelle I snarled at her, "Don't get mad, get even; you said you were going fuck Ramon so now is your chance. Go for it, make me jealous, and make me horny if you think you can." She immediately took up the challenge and before the night was over she did just that. Later that evening she and Ramon took center stage in that same king size bed and did some kinky things that tilted the balance of power in our relationship back into her favor. I was initially shocked and later impressed, she did some things I had never seen her do before or since, at least not with me. After it was all over I had no problem with what had happened in fact and I asked her marry me a few weeks later and she accepted. We still see Isabelle and Ramon on a regular basis. It was unquestionably a hell of a way to start a relationship. I guess love and sex do in fact conquer all.