16 comments/ 46146 views/ 17 favorites Susan Seeks Revenge By: The Style Guy Most often, when I don't recognize a phone number, I let it go to voice mail, as I did that Tuesday morning. Instead of answering, I entered room 106 in Hudson Hall for my 300 level Economics class. I have back to back 90 minute classes on Tuesdays and didn't bother checking voice mail until after lunch. When I punched in the code for my messages a female voice started, "Hi Chris. My name is Susan Franks. I'm a friend of Kate Young and she gave me your name and number." That was the first of many surprises as I listened to the message. Kate and I had an unusual relationship. Her daughter Gretchen and I had been fuck buddies during our last two years of high school. As Gretchen and I were both top students, gifted athletes and involved in our school and town, we didn't have time for a traditional boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. However, we were sex maniacs and fucked whenever we could. Kate caught us one afternoon, when she'd come home from work early. Gretchen had given me a blowjob and after cumming down her throat we'd settled into a girl on top sixty-nine. I had sucked, licked and fingered Gretchen's clit, bare pussy and asshole to three shuttering climaxes, as she bobbed on my meat. Gretchen only pulled her mouth off my cock to beg, "I need to get fucked! Please fuck me." As the blonde haired athletic nymph climbed off me and positioned herself on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed, I slid off the queen size mattress, stood and settled behind Gretchen's nineteen year old heart shaped ass. As I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pink swollen hole, I noticed movement in the dresser mirror. I saw Kate standing in the partially open door, but was too horny to care. After wetting my cock head along Gretchen's open lips, I grabbed her hips and pushed into her sopping tunnel. I figured that Kate would burst into the room at any moment and I wanted to take advantage of the willing pussy in front of me before I was stopped. I started pounding Gretchen hard. My cock drove deep into her womb and a crack sounded each time my groin hit her hard ass. Gretchen howled, "Jesus Chris! What the fucks gotten into you?' "Want me to slow down?' She answered, "Fuck no! You bastard, I'm getting close." A minute later Gretchen's hands tightened around the bed cover as she cried out, "Cuuuummmmming!" I kept fucking my nineteen year old neighbor and watched Kate's reflection in the mirror. I was stunned that she hadn't tried to stop us and even more surprised when I watched one hand slip from the door jamb to her crotch. Kate started slowly rubbing her married pussy through her black form-fitting work slacks. Knowing that Kate was watching us and didn't know I had spied her through the mirror excited the hell out of me. I pounded her daughter relentlessly. Gretchen was slamming back at me just as hard. One hand was attacking her clit as she growled, "Fucking ... FUCKing ... FUCKING ... CUMMING ... AGAINNNNN!" I'm not sure what I was thinking and acted as if on automatic pilot. As Gretchen finished her orgasm, I pulled from her stuffed pussy and asked, "Had enough?" She bellowed, "Asshole! Keep fucking me!" I turned sideways and looked Kate in the eye. Kate's hand stopped rubbing her mound, as we stared at each other. Kate's view slid from my all-American face, wide shoulders, six-pack and thin athletic waist. I don't think her gaze made it to my thick muscled thighs, as right above stood my nine inch, wrist thick cock, covered with her daughter's pussy juice. Kate's stare returned to my eyes, when I told her not-so-innocent daughter, "I'll fuck you to another orgasm, if I get to cum in your ass." Gretchen still had not noticed her mother and she answered immediately, "Hell yes! I love when you cum up my ass!" I slid back into Gretchen's tight teenage hole and pounded her for twenty minutes, until she exploded again. The entire time, Kate and I stared at each other through the mirror. As Gretchen caught her breath and rested on all fours, I pulled from her very sloppy and well used twat, walked to her bedside table and grabbed a half-full tube of KY lube from the drawer. Kate watched intently, as I opened the tube and squirted a dollop of KY into my palm and coated my over-sized cock. I turned my intention to Gretchen. I concentrated on preparing her asshole for me. I wasn't ignoring Kate, but I wanted to make sure Gretchen's tight back hole was stretched and properly lubricated. I started by circling my slick index finger over her pink crinkled butt hole. I slowly opened her with one finger and then two. When she was comfortable with two fingers, her asshole was open enough to squirt more KY directly into her ass. I pushed the lube in with two and then three fingers. Gretchen was mostly silent as I prepared her and when I asked, "Ready?, she answered, "Do it. Fuck my ass!" When I looked at Kate, I was amazed to see that she had undone her belt and unbuttoned her pants. Her zipper was down and her right hand was stuffed into the front of her pants as she played with her cunt. Turning my attention back to her slutty daughter, I pushed my KY slick cock against Gretchen's pink anus. I love the next part. I love watching an asshole slowly spread open. I love the obscene sound of Gretchen grunting as I invade her treasured ass. Gretchen opened and three inches slid home. I let her adjust and slowly and gently fucked more and more cock into her super tight tunnel. Although Gretchen is a willing ass slut, her warm slick hole can only take a little bit of ass fucking. She likes to move me to orgasm as quick as possible. She lay face down in the bed and reached both hands under her torso. One hand played with my swinging balls and the other rubbed her clit. I picked up the pace as I felt the first stirrings. I was fucking six or seven inches of fat cock into Gretchen when she begged, "Please cum. Fuck. Please fill me with another load." I held her hips a bit tighter, fucked her a little harder and announced, "Cuuuuming," as I shot three volleys into Gretchen's tight young anus. That unique teenage memory flashed through my mind as I listened to the rest of my voice mail from Kate's friend Susan. Susan's message continued, "I live in Dayton, about ninety minutes from Ohio State. Kate says you might be ... qualified ... to help me with a problem. I'll commit to sending you $100 cash, if you return this phone call and discuss my problem. If we decide to take the next step, I'll pay you an additional $400 to drive to Dayton after your classes next Friday and discuss the details in person. I'll also pay for a tank of gas. Finally, if we decide together to proceed and you stay until Saturday night, I'll pay your accommodations and food, along with another $500. I hope you'll give me a call." Like most college students, I'm poor and struggling. I was also intrigued, so I gave Susan a call. She answered, "I recognize the number. Thanks for calling, Chris." "Hi Susan. Your message was ... well ... interesting. How can I help you?" "Right to the point? I guess I like that, although I'm a little nervous." There was silence as she gathered her thoughts and then she told me, "The bottom line is ... my husband is cheating on me and I want to get even. I want more than to get even. I want revenge. When I told Kate my ultimate idea, she thought of you and she said you might help." My only response was a silly sounding, "UUmmmm. OK?" "I guess I'm being a little vague. Can I ask you a couple of questions?" I answered, "Go ahead." "Kate forwarded me your high school year book picture, so I know you're good looking. Can you describe your physique?" "Sure. I'm 6 feet tall and 180lbs. I have an athletic build, wide shoulders, strong arms and legs and slim waist." "Kate says you have a six-pack." I answered honestly, "I have definition, but if you're looking for a model's mid-section, you'll probably be disappointed." A few seconds of silence passed, before she asked, "How big is your penis?" I turned red "It's big. Long and thick." "Can you tell me how big?" I answered, "Susan, I'm not sure what Kate shared with you and I'm not going to give you any information about my friendship with Kate, but I doubt she exaggerated." Susan thought about my answer before continuing, "Is it worth $400 for you to come to Dayton?" "What do I need to commit to, for the $400?" "We'll have lunch together on Friday. We'll discuss my plan and decide if you want to participate." I asked, "Is that it?" "That's it." "Will we have sex?" She answered, "If you stay until the conclusion of my revenge, then yes ... we'll have sex." "Susan, you know what I look like. What do you look like?" Instead of answering me directly, she asked, "Chris, how old are you?" "I'm twenty." For the first time I could feel her confidence and smile through the phone as she continued, "Chris, I'm so good looking, if we don't have sex, you'll be kicking yourself until you're eighty!" We settled on a 2pm lunch and she gave me the restaurant address. During the week, I was tempted to call Kate and ask for details about Susan, but decided against it. I'd find out what Susan was up to on Friday. Instead, I daydreamed about my nearly eight month affair with my sexy fuck buddy's mother. Two weeks passed since the day Kate fingered herself as she watched me pussy and ass fuck her daughter. As each day passed, I became more and more confused when Gretchen didn't tell me she'd been grounded or her Mom was pissed. Gretchen and I continued to fuck like crazy. I was so attracted to her, but found myself thinking about her sexy Mom standing in the doorway, with her pants open, and her hand moving under her pink satin panties. My fantasizes of Kate continued to grow and on the next Saturday morning, when Gretchen, her younger brother and Dad had driven to Cleveland to visit their paternal grandmother, I found myself knocking on the Young's front door. Kate's eyes went wide, as she opened the door. Although startled, she was polite and said, "Hi, Chris. I'm surprised Gretchen didn't tell you she was going to Cleveland for the weekend." "Hi Kate. I guess I forgot Gretchen was away. You offered me the use of your pool a while ago and I was hoping to work on my tan today. Do you mind?" I could sense that Kate was a bit nervous. She paused, before answering, "I'm leaving for the gym in a few minutes. But the pool is yours to use." It was hard not to ogle her trim body, but instead, I looked her in the eye, thanked her and walked through the house and out the back sliding door. I found a lounge chair, turned it to the sun, kicked off my flip-flops, pulled my tee shirt off and sat. I emptied sun screen and sun glasses from a back-pack. After putting on the glasses, I lathered my front with pf-40 and lay back. It was a beautiful and peaceful day. The sun was slowly warming me, while a soft breeze kept it from being unbearably warm. A short twenty minutes after getting comfortable, I heard the patio slider being pulled open. I watched Kate through the dark lenses of my sun glasses. She was dressed for the gym. Her shoulder length hair was pulled back into a short pony tail. A tight white waist length top highlighted C-cup breasts and a small waist. Dark tight yoga pants showed off athletic thighs and trim calves. Kate was carrying a pitcher and announced, "I'll leave some ice tea, in case you get thirsty." I smiled and said, "Thanks!" I'll admit I was a bit tongue-tied. My intension was to seduce Kate, but I wasn't sure how. Kate placed the pitcher on a near-by table and also hesitated. She looked at me like she expected "something." I thought I'd lost a golden opportunity, when she turned and started across the pool deck. The sight of her spectacular ass encased in her exercise pants gave me the courage to ask, "Kate, can you do me a favor?" She stopped, looked back and said, "What's up?" I turned face-down on the lounge, as I asked, "Would you mind putting sun screen on my back? I don't want to burn." I watched her carefully, as I rested my head on my crossed arms. Kate looked at me for a full ten seconds. I wished I could read her mind and had decided she was going to refuse when she wordlessly walked toward me. She picked up the tube of sunscreen, squatted at the side of the lounge and over the next two minutes, covered my shoulders and back with the slick liquid. It was incredible feeling her hands move over my body. My erection was painfully pressed into the lounge as I enjoyed her touch. As she was finishing, I asked, "Would you mind doing my legs?" Kate's hesitation was much shorter this time. I heard her squeeze sun screen into her palm. She started mid-thigh, at the bottom of my bathing suit and covered both legs. When she was done, she gently squeezed my calf and said, "That should do. I'll see you in a couple of hours ... if you're still here." I thanked her again and as I followed her dancing ass and long slender legs walk away, I thought, "You better believe I'll be here when you get back." Less than ninety minutes later, I heard the slider again and looked up to see Kate walking toward me. She was home from the gym and had changed into a bikini. As hard as she tried to hide her most intimate parts, the bikini looked incredible on her. It was white and set off her summer long tan. The bikini top was almost bra-like and held her breasts high. The cleavage was nothing short of incredible. The bikini bottom was also much bigger than the tiny bottoms her daughter wore, but showed off a flat stomach and athletically tanned thighs. "I hope you don't mind me joining you?" Kate politely asked. "How was the gym?" was my response. "I jogged on the treadmill today. It was an easy workout." Kate was positioning a lounge chair parallel to mine, when I flipped over on my stomach and asked, "Do you mind covering my back, before you sit down?" I think I noticed a flicker of a smile as Kate took a step to me. This time, she sat on the edge of my lounge with her hip in contact with my thigh. After reaching for the lotion and squirting it into her hand, she glided her hand over my shoulders and back, thoroughly covering me. I didn't have to ask for her to do my legs, as she scooted down the lounge and coated the back of each thigh and calf. When she was done, she moved to her lounge, sat, leaned back and let me watch as she covered her front with tanning lotion. As we sat in silence over the next half hour, I decided that Kate would let me seduce her, but she wasn't going to be the aggressor. I was trying to figure out an opportunity to continue when Kate turned onto her stomach. "It's now or never," I thought. I got out of my chair and without asking permission, I sat on the edge of her lounge, reached for her bottle of sun tan lotion, opened it and poured some into my hand. With my other hand, I picked up her pony tail and draped it high on her neck. I started with her shoulders and when her bra-style straps got in the way, I unhooked the back and let it fall open exposing the sides of her breasts. Kate was startled, but didn't say a word. She let me coat her shoulders, back and sides with liberal amounts of the oil. When her back was glistening in the sun, I moved to the bottom of the lounge. Starting at her feet and ankles, I slowly moved up her legs. Kate's breathing deepened. She neither encouraged nor discouraged me as I moved over her calves to her thighs. She left her thighs slightly parted and didn't move as I rubbed lotion on the inside, outside and back of her muscled upper legs. I was running out of leg to coat and was desperately trying to figure out my next move. As I rubbed along the bottom edge of her bikini from her inner thigh and crotch, along the bottom of her butt to her hip, Kate rocked to her side, took off her sunglasses, looked me in the eye and said, "You're a bastard!" I was speechless as Kate stood from the lounge and let her top fall to the concrete. She hooked a finger into her bottoms at each hip and wiggled twice. She worked the bikini over her hips and when she let go, it joined the top on the ground. Kate let me soak in her charms, before turning and walking to the house. I found Kate a few minutes later. She was in the master bedroom and was lying across the bed she shared with her husband. She watched as I pushed my bathing suit off and with each step I took to the bed, she spread her legs wider. Her pussy was completely bald and dripping wet. When I reached the bed, I walked on my knees to the middle of the mattress and between her thighs, lined my cock up with her pussy and sunk it in, to the hilt. "Mother of God ... God help me," was her cry as I started to pump into her tight cunt. I was balls deep by the third thrust and pumped her tunnel with enough force that my swinging balls bounced off her ass, with each stroke. She was looking deep into my eyes and begged, "Make me ... make me ... Oh, OH, OHHHHH, Cummmmming!" Her legs were in a wide "V" and kicking in the air. I took an ankle in each hand, pressed them into the mattress on each side of her head, leaned in and jack-hammered her spasming pussy. Kate had a silent bucking cum a few minutes later. When I announced, "I'm getting close!", Kate yelled, "Pull out, you bastard!" I pulled from her open hole and rolled on my back, with my cock pointing to the sky. Kate scrambled to her knees, leaned over and took my pussy soaked cock into her mouth. Like a pro, she took me to the opening of her throat, pushed, and I popped in. As this mother of two deep throated my meat, she reached out and palmed my balls. Her palm added to my excitement and the slutty Mom snuck a finger in my ass crack, found my anus and pushed her finger into my butt. My orgasm was incredible. I exploded and Kate drank my load of cum. She purred and her throat vibrated as she let my meat slip from between her lips. We stared at each other and Kate was the first to speak. "While we're together, we won't say a word about Gretchen. Deal or no deal?" "Deal," was my immediate answer. "While we're together, we will be 100% discreet. Deal or no deal?" "Deal," I answered again. Kate nodded, and then took my cock back into her throat. As she sucked my cock, she moved into a girl-on-top 69 and planted her pussy on my eager mouth. Over the next thirty minutes, we had an oral sex feast. I ate Kate's dripping snatch, licked and tongue fucked her tight asshole and clamped my lips on her clit, every time an orgasm approached. For her part, Kate took my meat over and over, sucking both balls and tonguing my ass crack and anus. Eventually, Kate crawled down my body and glided my cock into her insatiable cunt, in a reverse cowboy position. Kate grabbed my ankles and bounced on my cock. She rubbed her clit and when she leaned forward, I spread her ass cheeks and pressed my thumb all the way into her anus. She screeched, "Cummmmming," as she exploded again. Kate weakly pulled off me and crawled to the bottom of the bed. She laid her face against the mattress, lifted her ass high and spread her thighs. I climbed behind her, lined my cock up and power fucked her. She growled when I pressed my thumb back into her ass and fucked me almost as hard as I was fucking her. When she reached between her thighs and cupped my balls, it put me over the edge. I yelled, "I'm gonna fucking cum." Kate scrambled around and took me in her mouth. I shot my load almost immediately and Kate chocked and spit me out. My second blast hit her left eye and the third shot across the cheek. After catching her breath, Kate started laughing. She shook her head and seemed to speak to herself when she said, "I let a fuckin' kid give me a facial. Oh God!" Susan Seeks Revenge We chuckled and held each other before I dressed and left Kate's home. That was the first of my weekly visits to have sex with Kate. Our affair ended when I left for school in September, but Kate intimated that she might come and visit me. I left to meet Susan, after my classes ended at 11:30 on Friday. The trip went by fast and I had time to browse the Dayton Mall, before meeting Susan at Marco's, a small bistro. I walked in at exactly 2pm and immediately saw an attractive women wave at me. I nodded to the hostess as I walked past and as I approached Susan, she stood and reached out her hand. In a word, Susan was stunning. She was 5'11" with a slim/athletic build, small perky breasts, slim waist and round hips. Her deep blue eyes sparkled and her gleaming smile was breath-taking. As we shook hands, I said, "I'm Chris." Her smile got bigger and she responded, "And I'm Susan." We sat at the table, with Susan to my left. I was surprised when she reached into her purse and took out a wad of cash. She explained, "That's $2500. There's $100 for returning my call. There's $400 for meeting me for lunch and a yet unearned $500 for helping me with my plan ... along with a $1500 bonus." I was shocked and said, "How do you know I'll help with your plan, never mind earn a bonus?" Susan answered by leaning toward me and asking, "Do you think I'm attractive?" "Hell yes!" She reached under the table and along my left thigh and let her hand rub along my hardening cock. "I'm going to let you ... take this giant cock ... and fuck my married mouth ... married cunt ... and married ass. I'm going to let you treat me like a cum slut." Susan sat back in her chair. "So stud ... do you want to play?" I answered, "Hell yes," again. We laughed together and after the waitress left with our orders, Susan asked, "Can I tell you a story?" "Sure. Go ahead." Susan was starring at the table top as she started, "I'm 43, married for sixteen years and have three kids. I was a stay-at-home Mom until three years ago, when I started working part-time at a friend's Florist Shop. "I am ... was ... am in love with my husband. But he has hurt me badly. A month ago, I went into work on a Saturday. We were slow and I ended up leaving at 11am. My husband is a small business owner and owns a web design company. He works until noon, most Saturdays. I decided to stop by and take him to lunch." Susan hesitated before continuing. "When I walked through the front door, I could tell what was happening immediately. I was able to stare through his partially open door. One of his young designers was in the office. She was naked and laying on his desk, while he fucked her." She took a moment to get her composure and then finished, "I watched as he orgasmed in her. When he finished, he sat back in his chair. The girl slid off the desk and dropped to her knees. My husband took hold of her hair and guided her face to his crotch. She gave him a blowjob until he was hard and they fucked again. "After ... he said, 'that's the best yet' and 'I can't wait until Wednesday night,' so I know it wasn't their first time together and it's ongoing. "I don't want a divorce ... yet. But I can't get the picture of them out of my mind." Susan finally looked me in the eye. Her smile was sexy and sad. That's when she told me her plan. When she finished, I said, "I don't want your husband to know who I am." Susan nodded and told me, "I've been using a cheap throw-away phone I bought at Wal-Mart to call you, so your number isn't on my regular phone. You live at school and are almost an hour away, so he won't run into you. I can't imagine how he'll ever find you. This is a one-time deal and I won't see you again" she ended with a shrug. As she finished her story, our food arrived. We ate in silence and I thought about Susan's plan. When our meal was finished and the plates cleared, Susan asked, "Are you in?" I'll admit I was concerned about a very pissed-off husband, but the idea of a grand total of $2500 and having sex with Susan was too much to overcome. I looked into Susan's sparkling blue eyes, smiled and nodded. She smiled back triumphantly, paid our check and excused herself from the table. The first part of the plan was for Susan to go next door to the Hilton and get me a room. Twenty minutes later my cell phone sounded that I'd received a text message. It simply said, "Room 624." I left the restaurant, walked across the parking lot and entered the Hilton through the revolving door in the main lobby. An overhead sign directed me to the elevator bank and a few moments later I was standing outside room 624. The door was held slightly open by the security bolt. I knocked and pushed the door open, stepped into the room, closed and locked the door behind me. I walked down the short hall and passed the bathroom and closet, before entering the bedroom area. Susan stood completely naked, with her hands on her hips. At the restaurant, her red hair was in a loose bun on top of her head. It now hung to her bare shoulders. Her average size breasts were firm and capped with large pink nipples. She had a flat stomach, long athletic legs and completely bald pussy. As we sized each other up, she said, "You need to agree, for today and until I introduce you to my husband, I am 100% in charge. After you meet hubby, you're 100% in charge and can do anything you want, except to harm me. Agreed?" I nodded my agreement, as Susan walked toward me. She kissed my lips gently, reached for my waistline and pulled my golf shirt over my head. Susan took half a step back and brushed her hands over my bare shoulders, chest and stomach. She smiled her approval, kissed me again, before sinking to her knees. She untied and took off my shoes and socks and then unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. She yanked my jeans and boxers to the ground and as I stepped out of my pants, Susan sat back and admired my over-sized cock. "Jesus. Kate was right. You're huge." She reached for my erection, wrapped her hand around it and gently stroked me. She looked up from her kneeling position and said, "I've never deep throated a cock this big, but I want to surprise hubby." Susan worked hard, but after three minutes, she was stuck with two inches left to swallow. She was out of breath as she pulled my cock from her mouth and after catching her breath asked, "Can you push the rest in?" She didn't wait for an answer and instead took the first seven inches back down her throat. After letting her get used to the intrusion, I placed both hands on the back of her skull and jammed the last two inches in. Her reaction was immediate. She gagged and pushed violently against my thighs. Susan coughed, gulped, looked up at me and said, "Again." I pushed all nine inches in a second time, and Susan gagged just as forcefully. Her eyes were watery, when she looked up and said, "I feel like I'm learning to deep throat all over again". We tried again a third, fourth and fifth time. By the sixth time, I held Susan's face to my groin, eased two inches out, before pushing it back in. I fucked her throat a few more times, before pulling out completely. "God, I'm close to cumming." Susan smiled and responded, "Not yet stud." She leaned in and kissed my cock head before standing and kissing my lips with much more passion. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pressed her naked body against me. I opened my mouth to let her tongue explore me and soon our tongues were battling together. When our kiss finished, she hugged me tightly, before saying, "I need to know I can take you in my ass." Susan walked to her purse, rummaged around and returned a moment later with a small plastic bottle of KY lubricant. When she returned, she knelt at my feet, squeezed a good amount of lube into her hand and gently coated my cock head and shaft. After tossing the bottle onto the bed, she stepped to the mattress, knelt at the edge, with her head down and perfectly formed ass pointed at me. When she reached back and pulled her ass cheeks open, I was stunned. A small red dildo was stuffed between her cheeks and up her bum. I was startled and chocked out a laugh. Susan responded with a chuckle of her own, before telling me, "I heard you were big. I wanted to get used to something in my ass. I've been wearing this since I left my house to meet you." Standing directly behind Susan's up-turned butt, I reached for the toy and slowly tugged it from her tight sphincter. It came out slowly and when the fake cock head popped free, I was holding a thin four inch plug. My attention was immediately drawn to Susan's slightly gapping asshole. I stepped behind her, lined up my cock and pushed into her tight hole. Susan tensed and cried out, "Fuck! Stop!" I let her get used to my thicker size. She slowly relaxed. A finger worked between her thighs as she diddled her clit. "More," was her one word instruction. I eased two more inches into her butt, before stopping. Susan's fingers occasionally glanced off my balls as she rubbed her cunt and clit. It took nearly fifteen minutes to work the rest of my cock into Susan's butt. We both sighed, when my groin nestled between her spread ass globes. As we rested, Susan asked, "Can I tell you something?" I answered, "Sure." "When I woke up this morning, I was an anal virgin. Your monster is the first real cock I've had up my butt." I was so excited that I almost grabbed her hips and started pounding, but instead, I let her direct the action. All I knew was, I wanted to cum badly. "Pull all the way out and push in again. I want to get used to you." Susan was well lubed, but her ass held me tight. It was almost as challenging pulling out as pushing in. When I slipped from her ass, Susan grunted and then grunted harder as I pushed in. I drove my entire cock balls deep. Susan squirmed and grunted again, but I made it. I repeated the process when she said, "One more time. Harder." When Susan was done testing my cock in her ass, I pulled out of her and lay on the bed next to her. I was surprised when she left the bed, but she returned a moment later with a warm, soaped wash cloth. She cleaned my cock, kissed the tip and said, "I'm in charge. Right?" I nodded. "Agreed." Susan smiled. "How badly do you want to cum?" I told her, "I'm ready to explode." It didn't initially register when she continued, "I'm not going to make you cum. In fact, I don't want you to cum." When I finally understood her words, I looked at her and said, "You've got to be fucking kidding me?" Instead of answering directly, Susan said, "Does that piss you off?" "Big time, cock tease," was my answer. Susan gave me a killer smile and simply said, "Good." She walked to her over-sized pocket book, pulled out a manila envelope, opened it and took out the contents. She walked back to me and held out the first sheet from the envelope. It was a "glamour shot" style picture of Susan. It was a portrait and she was gorgeous. Susan told me, "When I come to you tomorrow night, I'll look like this." I looked back at the picture and couldn't help but smile. When I looked back, Susan was holding out a second sheet. This picture must have been taken from the internet. It depicted a woman who looked as though she'd been through a gang-bang. Her eyes were teary. Mascara streamed down her face. Her lips were swollen and her hair was a mess. "When you leave, I want to look like this." Susan waited a beat before continuing, "I figure, if you're pissed, you'll give me a work-over I won't ... and my husband ... won't forget." I held a picture in each hand and looked back and forth. My imagination started to work overtime, when Susan interrupted me and continued, "I want you to hurt me, but I don't want to be harmed. Do you understand the difference?" I told her, "I do." "And ..." She took a moment to compose her thoughts, before saying, "Jeff's affair has humiliated me. When you leave, I want Jeff humiliated." This time I nodded my understanding. As she finished she was holding out the last sheet. It was a contract of sorts. It simply explained that I was allowed to have rough sex with Susan and as long as I didn't harm her or mark her, all was OK. She had signed and dated the bottom of the page. I looked at her questioningly. Susan told me, "In case things don't go exactly as planned and the police become involved, that's your protection." I appreciated Susan's thoroughness and thanked her. She didn't immediately respond, but when she did, she said, "I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to tomorrow night." When I didn't answer, she approached me and kissed me for the last time. I watched her dress and leave my hotel room. Friday night was awful as all I thought about was jerking off. I slept poorly and woke in a foul mood. A five mile run and weight lifting in the Hilton gym didn't help my mood and Saturday morning dragged into Saturday afternoon. Every minute seemed like an hour and every hour like a day. At exactly 8pm, I followed Susan's instructions and approached the Hilton's registration desk. I told them my name and room number and explained that I was expecting an envelope. The clerk handed me a standard white Hilton Hotel envelope and when I opened it, I found a room key and a note that read, "Room 1131. All is going as planned. We'll be there at 8:30." I waited until 8:20 before heading to room 1131. I let myself in and after surveying the room and seeing two small over-night bags and a cluttered bathroom vanity, I closed myself into the closet. Again time slowed and I'll admit that doubts poured through my head. I was pretty scared when I heard the key card in the hotel door. As the door open, I heard Susan say, "Jeff, I'm so fucking horny." A man answered, "Me too, baby. This was a great idea." I heard them groan together and assumed they were kissing. Someone bumped the closet door as they moved past me, but the door stayed closed. The next voice I heard was Susan saying, "No, Jeff. You promised. Tonight is my surprise." Jeff answered, "You've got me so worked up, girl, let me undress you." Susan begged, "Please, Jeff! Please. I want tonight to be perfect!" Apparently Jeff relented, when he said, "OK Sue. I'll play your game." I could "hear" the smile in Susan's voice as she said, "That's my stud. Let me undress you!" No one spoke for a while and the next sound was a loud groan followed by, "Oh God, Sue. Suck my cock!" Susan took a moment before answering, "There's going to be a lot of cock sucking tonight. I promise. There's also going to be a lot of ball sucking." That comment was followed by an almost immediate, "Oh fuck!" Susan answered, "You like that, baby? Do you like me sucking your balls?" A gargled, "Oh ... yes," was Jeff's answer. Susan said, "Turn around, Jeff." A surprised, "Holy shit ... oh my God," were Jeff's next words. "Did you like that Jeff? Did you like me licking your ass?" "What's gotten into you, Sue?" "I want to be a slut tonight, Jeff. If you follow my instructions, I'll show you exactly how much of a slut I can be. Interested?" "Fuck yes!" exclaimed Jeff. "I've got this all planned out, Jeff. I've been dreaming about this. Will you play by my rules?" Jeff said, "Sure, Sue. Anything you want." "First I want to eat your ass some more." I heard Jeff groan. Next Susan said, "And now I want to suck your balls again." Jeff's groaning never seemed to stop. I heard Susan say, "Sit in the chair, baby!" After a short pause, Jeff asked, "What are you doing, Sue?" "It's part of my plan, Jeff. Please let me tie you to the chair." When no one said anything, I assumed Jeff was letting Susan tie him to the chair. It was confirmed after a few minutes when I heard her say, "And now your legs, sexy!" "Do you really need to tie my legs?" Susan pleaded, "I've got this all planned out. Please?" More time passed, until I heard, "What the fuck is that?" "It's my last toy, Jeff. It's a ball gag. Please open your mouth." Jeff's protest was cut short with the sound of gurgling. Susan had told me, if Jeff objected to the ball gag, she'd hold his noise, until he opened his mouth. It seemed like her plan worked. All I heard for the next few minutes was a series of "MMMMMrrrrrmmmmmppppphhhhhhhssss," and struggling. When Jeff quieted, I heard Susan ask, "Do I have your attention, Jeff?" She continued, "Good! I'm sure you're a bit surprised about this turn of events. You need to know that I've been planning this date night since lunch time on Saturday the 16th. I came to take you to lunch and instead was treated to the sight of you having sex with Danielle. I watched you fuck her. I watched her suck you hard again. I watched you fuck her a second time. A loud "RRRRRfffffgggggg," filled the room. Susan continued, "I heard you say, 'it's the best yet,' so I know you'd done it before. I heard you plan a date for Wednesday night, so I know it's an ongoing affair. "I'm not sure if I want a divorce, Jeff. I'm not sure if I want to split up our family. I'm not sure if I want to move to a smaller home. But Jeff ... I want some revenge. I see you fucking that slut a hundred times a day. If we continue our marriage, I want you to "see" me being used like a slut, a hundred times a day." "Now ... if you'll excuse me, I need to brush my teeth and get the taste of your cock and ass out of my mouth. I don't want to offend my lover." I heard violent struggling and loud gagged noises and finally Susan said, "Don't struggle, baby. I don't want you hurt." A few seconds later, the closet door opened and I saw Susan with her index finger to her lips, indicating that I should be quiet. She waved and I followed her into the bathroom and watched as she brushed her teeth, gargled and washed her teeth again. When she was done, she smiled and held out her arms. I walked between them as she wrapped them over my shoulders. We kissed for a long time. I liked Susan and for a moment, I wondered if I could be as aggressive as she wanted. It seemed as if she could read my mind and raised an eyebrow. She whispered, "Like a slut!" After I nodded, she took my hand and together we walked into the bedroom area. Jeff was stunned when he saw me. Susan smiled at him and said, "Honey, I want you to meet Chris. I met him on the internet and flew him in for this special night from Detroit." I silently thanked Susan for giving Jeff this false information. I doubted that I'd ever meet him, but this would help confuse things even move. Susan continued, "I interviewed a couple of men for this assignment, and I picked Chris. He's good looking and in great shape, as you can see. Plus, he's young. I know he'll be hard all night long. And Jeff ... just so you know, the real reason I picked him is his cock. It's long and soooo fucking thick." I looked down at an utterly defeated man. Jeff seemed to be nearing fifty. He was good looking, but soft around the middle. He was naked. His arms were tied to the arms of the chair with nylons. Likewise, his legs were bound to the legs of the chair. His cock was average sized and as limp as a wet noodle. His eyes were wide in disbelief. I decided it was pointless to acknowledge him. Susan's planning had gone to perfection. I had promised to follow her lead until she introduced me to Jeff, and after that I was in charge. As I had a great deal of free time, since Susan had given me blue balls the day before, I had done some planning of my own. Susan's arm was draped over my shoulder and when she went to pull me in for a kiss, I took control. My hand had been resting on her hip and I slid it up her back to the back of her head. Taking a fist full of hair, I slightly twisted her head and said, "Your mouth will be getting a lot of attention tonight, but I won't be kissing you, slut!" Susan Seeks Revenge Susan was facing away from Jeff and I saw her face light up from the rough attention. I guided her to the bed, sat at the edge facing Jeff and pulled Susan face down, over my lap. Looking at Jeff, I said, "Susan and I spent an hour together yesterday, getting to know each other. Later on, I'll show you some of the things I taught her. But, your sexy wife left me with blue balls. She also instructed me not to jerk off. Now that I'm in charge, I need to set things straight. Susan, lift your skirt." Susan reached down, and pulled her black mini skirt over her ass. A black thong split her full round ass cheeks. The sound of my open palm connecting to her right cheek surprised both husband and wife. Susan jumped and stifled a scream. My second hard smack made her groan. By the fifth, she was gasping as the sharp sting radiated over her. By the tenth slap, her ass was red. She was crying, when I connected for the fifteenth time. On the twentieth slap, she sobbed into the mattress. After finishing, I gently rubbed her very sore ass cheek and gave her time to adjust. When I glanced at Jeff, I could see "hate" in his eyes. Goading him, I said, "That's how we treat our sluts in Detroit." Turning my attention back to Susan, I told her, "You've got thirty seconds to strip naked or I'll do the same to your left cheek." Susan jumped off my lap and tore at her clothes. She wasn't wearing much and was naked in fifteen seconds. "Face Jeff. Hands behind your back and legs spread," were my instructions. Susan immediately assumed the instructed position in front of Jeff. I reached between her legs and easily pressed three fingers completely into her dripping pussy. She grunted, "UUUggggghhhh," as I fingered her sloppy hole. "Look at her, Jeff. I just turned her ass beet red, and she's as horny as a cheap slut." I fingered Susan and asked, "Who's slut are you, Susan?" "Oh fuck! I'm yours. I'm your slut!" "Undress me! Now," I ordered. It took Susan a couple of minutes and when she finally pulled my pants and boxers off, she was on her knees in front of me. My cock was bobbing in front of her. Addressing Jeff, I said, "Yesterday I spent some time training Susan to deep throat my cock. She was able to get most of it into her throat, but was about two inches short so I fucked the rest into her throat." Turning my attention to Susan, I continued, "You've got thirty seconds to get me completely into your mouth. If you fail, I'll treat your tits to the same treatment I gave your ass." I was standing perpendicular to Jeff, when Susan stuffed me into her mouth, grabbed my ass and forced my entire rod into her throat. Jeff watched intently as she gagged and quickly withdrew and after catching her breath, attacked my cock again. The second time, when my short pubes pressed against her lips, she held me tight. "What do you think, Jeff? Can you believe Susan is such a lover of fat cock?" Jeff ignored my taunts and watched his wife. When I noticed Jeff was growing an erection, I pulled my cock from Susan's throat, fucked her face a few times and pulled free. After rubbing my stiff meat over her pretty face, I said, "Take a look at Jeff. He's got a hard-on." Susan looked over at her husband and giggled. "Suck his cock, Susan." Jeff groaned, as Susan bobbed her face into his crotch. "Now suck me," I instructed. I ordered Susan back and forth between Jeff and me for nearly thirty minutes. I rubbed and slapped my cock against Susan cheeks, lips and face each time she came to service me. I was surprised that I'd lasted so long and was getting close to cumming. Susan was surprised when I reached out my hand and instructed her to stand. Together we walked to the bedroom mirror and looked at our reflections together. It took her a moment to understand. While Susan had sucked my cock, I'd rubbed saliva, tears and snot over her face. Her eye shadow and mascara formed raccoon rings around her eyes. Her lips stick was smeared. She looked like the gangbang slut in the picture she'd given me. When I whispered, "And we're just getting started," she groaned and responded, "Oh God!" I led Susan to the bed and had her climb into the middle and on her back. Jeff's stare drifted between his wife and I as she climbed onto the mattress. I found Susan's stash of KY and both husband and wife watched me lube my aching tool. I climbed on after Susan and knelt between her wide spread thighs. After hooking her legs with my elbows, I pushed her wide and told her, "Guide my cock in." I smiled to myself, as Susan lined me up with her eager pussy. "Wrong hole," was my two word response. Susan smiled up at me and said, "Please fuck my pussy. I want to cum." Ignoring her request, I told her, "Put me in your ass." A pout formed on Susan's face and she begged, "Please, Chris?" As I pulled back from Susan, I took a fist full of her hair and wordlessly pulled her along. Susan scrambled after me. "Stand in front of Jeff." When she obeyed, I went to the closet and pulled out a small gym bag I'd brought from my room. During the day, I'd explored the Hilton and found a recreation room with a ping pong table. I had borrowed a ping pong paddle. When Susan saw me pull the paddle from the bag, she deflated and whimpered, "Please, Chris. Pleeeezzze. Give me another chance." "Bend over and put your hands on Jeff's legs." Susan sobbed, but got into position. I stood next to her left ass cheek and gave her ten hard spanks. The paddle cracked her ass cheek each time and was followed by grunts and more sobbing. After the tenth smack, I tossed the paddle on the bed and told Susan to stand. I noticed that Jeff's erection was throbbing and his cock head was dripping pre-cum. I stood in front of my sexy slut and gently fondled a breast in each hand. Susan had told me her breasts and nipples were extremely sensitive. Over the next minute, I slowly got rougher with her tits, until I had a nipple squeezed between each thumb and fore finger. Susan gasped, "Oh fuck" as my pinch grew in intensity. I smiled and told her, "I'll let go of your tits, when you convince me that you need my cock in your ass." I followed my statement with a series of hard pinches. Her begging was immediate. "Please Chris. Please fuck my ass. Fuck it hard. I want to feel you all the way in. Please fuck me. Please cum in my ass. You're the only man to ever have my ass. Please. My ass is yours." I let go of her nipples and said, "Get on the bed." Susan crawled back into the middle of the bed, hooked her elbows around her knees and pulled her ass off the bed, giving me full access to her butt hole. I got on after her, lined my granite hard dick against her ass and pushed. The lube helped me open her and I pushed six inches in. Susan groaned and gritted her teeth. I let her adjust and pushed the remaining few fat inches in with four hard pushes. Susan looked at me triumphantly, when she felt my crotch nestle against her ass. I smiled down and in a whisper explained, "I'm taking your ass first, because I'm going to cum really fast." She smiled back briefly, until I started fucking her. Knowing I wouldn't last long, I took Susan's ass with long hard strokes. I'll admit that I didn't last long. No more than three or four minutes. "Grab my balls, slut!" Susan reached for my pistoning balls and palmed them as I roared and exploded into her tight nearly virgin asshole. Her ass muscles milked my cock and I shot my first load into her sexy married butt. After pulling from her, I suggested, "I think Jeff deserves to see what a well fucked slut's butt looks like. Don't you?" Susan smiled and climbed out of the bed. She stood close to Jeff with her back to him, bent over and spread her ass cheeks wide. Jeff seemed mesmerized as he stared at his wife's obscene backside. As Susan remained bent over, she looked at me, smiled and said, "Jeff can see your cum dripping out of my ass!" I walked behind Jeff's chair. Susan was spread wide, with an ass cheek in each hand. Her asshole was raw, red and swollen and a trickle of white jizz leaked from her hole and streamed to her pussy. "What do you think, Jeff?" I looked over his shoulder and saw that his erection was equally red and swollen. I chuckled and said to his slut wife, "Go get a cloth to clean me." I was lying in the middle of the bed, when Susan came back with a warm, wet and soapy wash cloth. She thoroughly washed my semi-hard cock, balls and ass and when I was sparkling clean, I told her, "Eat me." Susan became a cock starving whore as she attacked my shaft. I let her set the pace and over the next forty minutes, she deep throated me, sucked and licked my balls and tongue fucked and ate my ass. My entire crotch was a sloppy mess as Susan's saliva pooled around my cock, pubic hair and ass crack. She had my entire rod embedded in her throat and was expertly milking me with her now well used throat muscles. As I approached my second orgasm, I held her face tight to my groin and told her, "I'm going to cum and when I do, I want to cum in your mouth. I don't want you to swallow ... hold my cum in your mouth. Do you understand?" Susan nodded her head. When I let go of the back of her skull, she worked my cock out of her throat, tightened her lips around the first inch of my shaft and worked me fast and hard. I erupted and shot four hard volleys of sweet cum into my slut's willing mouth. Susan pulled off me with her lips tightly clenched. We shared a smile, before I turned to Jeff and asked, "Do you want to cum?" He didn't shift his stare from his wife, but he did nod. "Susan is going to remove the gag from your mouth and she's going to kiss you. It's going to be an aggressive kiss and my cum is going to fill your mouth. If you return her kiss just as aggressively, I'll let her suck your cock and you can dump in her slut mouth too." Jeff's eyes had gone steely, but he continued to stare at Susan. "Do you still want to cum?" We waited nearly fifteen seconds, before Jeff nodded again. Susan nearly leaped to her husband. She pulled the ball gag from his mouth and immediately planted her lips against his. She forced her tongue into Jeff's mouth and over the next several minutes, they shared a long kiss and my cum. I'll admit that it was erotic. When they finished and Susan stood and looked at me, I simply nodded. She dropped to her knees, between her husband's tied legs and took his six incher to the root. Almost immediately, Jeff's eyes went wide and he announced, "Cummmming!" I was sitting on the bed when Susan had finished licking and sucking all the cum from Jeff's shrinking dick. Susan sat back on her legs and I asked Jeff, "Do you need a drink of water?" He answered, "Yes. I'm thirsty." Susan quickly brought Jeff a drink of water from the bathroom. When she'd quenched his thirst, I said, "If you promise to keep your mouth shut, we won't put the gag back in." Jeff muttered a defeated and somewhat sarcastic, "Thanks." And then he asked, "Are you going to be here much longer?" I looked between Jeff and Susan, before telling him, "For a couple more hours." He didn't argue, just accepted what I said. Continuing, I told Jeff, "Yesterday, your wife sucked my cock and took me in her ass, just like today. I've had both holes twice. But I haven't touched her pussy. I'm done being a dominant jerk. We're going to get into bed and jump into a 69 position. We're going to eat each other until I'm rock hard and then I'm going to fuck her pussy until she tells me to cum. It'll last ten minutes or ten hours, whatever Susan wants." Looking at Susan, I asked, "How does that sound?" The newly transformed slut smiled and answered, "Perfect!" I lay back in the bed and Susan climbed over me. She swallowed my cock, as I pulled her long neglected pussy to my mouth. She tasted incredible and came after only a short few seconds. She moaned around my stiffening tool and drenched my face. I rolled us over, with Susan on the bottom, held her wide and licked from her aching clit to her still raw asshole. It didn't bother me that I tasted the cum from her ass and it just added to Susan's incredible taste. As she approached her next orgasm, I added two fingers to her surprisingly tight cunt, easily found her sensitive g-spot, latched my lips to her clit and sucked until she exploded. As her orgasm rolled over her, she pulled me from her willing mouth and begged, "Please fuck me!" It ended up being the best fuck of my life. We started in a missionary position in the middle of the bed. I banged Susan hard and fast. When I was out of breath and dripping sweat into her face, I rolled us over. With Susan on top and straddling my cock, I let her take over. She bounced on my cock and rubbed her clit to another orgasm. We switched to a doggie position, with me standing at the edge of the bed. I held Susan's hips and pounded her from behind as she continued to play with her clit. She came so hard in this position; I thought she'd push me from her cunt. Susan and I were drenched in sweat, when I suggested a shower together. We walked to the bathroom and stopped to fuck, with Susan sitting at the edge of the vanity. Minutes later, after soaping each other clean in the shower, I fucked her against the shower wall. She had orgasmed five or six times, when she finally begged, "No more!" We finished our shower, dried each other and walked back to the main room. When I looked at Jeff, I could see his erection was back. I led Susan over to her husband, and told her to spread her legs, bend over and start sucking Jeff's rejuvenated cock. As she bent over, I stood behind her and pushed into her sloppy pussy and started humping away. Jeff howled a few minutes later and blew a load down Susan's mouth. A minute later, I dumped into her hot cunt. Things ended quickly after that. Susan and I went back to the bathroom. She washed me clean and we kissed passionately. Back in the bedroom, I dressed. I'll admit that I didn't know exactly what to say, as both Jeff and Susan were older and much more experienced. Looking at Jeff, I started, "You're fucking nuts to have cheated on Susan." And to Susan I said, "And I'm not sure this was the best solution. I guess I want to wish you the best of luck and hope things work out." I kissed Susan and left the hotel. Epilogue: I turned on my phone after leaving my American History class and noticed I had a voice mail. I pressed in my password and my blood turned to ice, as I listened to the first words. It started, "Chris, my name is Jeff Franks. Last year you fucked my wife, while I was tied to a chair." My heart stopped pounding as he continued, "Next Saturday is the first year anniversary of your affair with her. Susan and I want to celebrate the occasion and invite you back to the Hilton for another night together." A broad smile was plastered across my face as the message ended, "And we're hoping that you'll be willing to bring a friend or two to join us." Jeff's voice was interrupted as I heard Susan, say, "I can't wait to see you and your friends!"