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Kryptonite

By: Harddaysknight



It was supposed to be a great weekend. But then I was supposed to have the perfect wife! All I wanted was a chance to fish a little, drink some beer, and just relax. I had a good job, but it was very stressful. I had planned this little escape for a month and Nan had known about it from the beginning.

It all started on Friday night, just as I was getting all my gear together for my trip to the mountains. Nan came out to the garage and dropped her little bomb. 

“My mother called. She said Aunt Maureen is not doing well and that we should see her soon, if we ever wanted to see her again.”

I should have been more sensitive. I know that now. I just blurted, “I really don’t feel any need to ever see her again, so this is no problem. Besides, she has had a foot in the grave since I met you, and before that, from what your dad says.”

I received no response. Bad sign, I thought to myself. I looked at Nan. She had that look that is hard to describe, but all married men know. It was a combination of anger and the need to punish, to demonstrate control. It is the look that is supposed to make a guy drop to his knees and beg to be forgiven, so they can refuse and torture you for an undetermined number of days, or weeks. This was going to be a problem. That was obvious.

Why should a man fear a woman that barely tips the scales at 100 pounds and is just 2 inches over five feet? I have my own theory, the same one most men subscribe to. Women’s power stems from that little triangle between their legs. That is the club they hold over you. It is the Kryptonite that turns the strongest fellow to a cowardly, spineless weakling. That is their power. But women forget, as their hormones alter their body chemistry, that the Kryptonite will lose its power if it is not used. I don’t mean every day, but a man has to get a piece of ass a few times a month if a woman expects to maintain the power.

If you aren’t getting any, the threat of being shut off has no effect, does it? Women learn about the power when they are young and enjoy getting laid. They use it to keep men in line and under control. Somewhere after 20 years or so, they begin to forget the source of the power and think it is simply fear that makes a man weak.

Most men would rather walk into a bear den than brace their wife and lose her favors for an extended period. As we stay in a relationship longer, we begin to realize that we aren’t getting those favors, regardless of how many hoops we jump through. That makes the threat of withholding those favors moot. Men begin to actually think for themselves. They are freed from their shackles! 

They can fish, drink beer with buddies, tell dirty jokes, and just plain have fun. This is very disturbing to the female. Many times they don’t know why their influence has waned. Female control had become a habit for both spouses. Then the husband emerges from the fog and looks around. His head becomes clear and life calls to him. This lack of sex has advantages, he realizes. The truth has set him free! He ain’t getting any, and he ain’t going to get any, so why the Hell would he kowtow to some creature half his body weight? That was the revelation I had recently enjoyed.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want sex, and enjoy it when I did get it. I simply came to accept I was not going to get it more than a few times a year. There were always reasons (excuses) but the results were the same. No sex. The lengths I was expected to travel to get it kept increasing. Then she developed the theory that if I was hard, I was ready for sex. (I can’t really see any fault with that logic.) There was no need to caress, fondle, and play with a hard cock. It was ready, so why waste time and effort? Certainly sucking that little guy was not an option! 

The flip side was, she had to be wined, dined, licked, played with, and given some costly bauble, just for the opportunity to be considered for a shot at that little triangle. Then you climb that mountain and are almost home, after some of the hardest effort you can imagine, and you slip and say one little thing that ‘spoils the mood’. You do not pass go and do not receive any pussy.

Eventually it becomes so much easier and less frustrating to just watch the ball game, or go fishing. The fact that you stop asking isn’t noticed for the first few months. She is glad you aren’t bothering her. Eventually it dawns on her you haven’t been putting out the effort she so enjoys crushing. One of her single greatest pleasures has been taken from her! She wonders if you are having an affair and watches your every move. Of course, you aren’t dumb enough to get involved with another chunk of Kryptonite.

You are free and content. She is concerned and dismayed. Funny how it all balances out. She experiments with you, seeing how much effort you are willing to expend for that little slit. By now you have a clear head and really don’t want to play the game. If she wants to get laid, she should get some lubricant and let you climb on. Forget all the wining and dining and one-sided foreplay!

“We will drive down tomorrow and visit Maureen. You can fish any time. This is more important,” stated Nan with a finality that really pissed me off.

“I have made my plans and I am keeping them. Maureen doesn’t even know who you are, much less who I am. Cherish the memories of better days. I have been looking forward to this fishing trip for a long time and it will take something more important than a 90-year old aunt that can’t recognize herself in a mirror, to ruin it,” I declared.

“You are such a selfish, self-centered bastard!” yelled Nan. “Go fishing! I don’t really care if you ever come back.”

That was fine with me and it would have not been too bad. We have had words like that before and gotten over it. This time I made a mistake. I allowed Nan to see why I had such freedom and clarity! 

“Don’t expect any sex, either. I don’t want you to ever touch me again,” screamed Nan. That put me over the edge.

I started laughing. It wasn’t a pleasant laugh, but it was heartfelt. “I am stunned! After getting laid every night for 20 years, how will I survive?” I asked. “Old lefty has always served me well. It is just you and I, old Buddy!” I snickered. 

I held up my left hand and gave it a kiss. Nan just stared at me and I saw understanding in her eyes. Her threat had no effect, because I was already living the life of a monk. She turned and stomped back into the house and I finished my preparations.

Later that evening I was watching TV, alone, when the phone rang. I listened as Nan answered it in the kitchen. She was speaking very low, so I sneaked over by the door to listen. The gist was that Aunt Maureen was doing much better and there was no need to panic. The entire argument was unnecessary. Aren’t they all?

When bedtime came, our bedroom door was locked. Nan had decided to punish me by not allowing me access to my bed. That didn’t concern me so much, but I needed clothes and things for my early morning departure. I knocked and tried to explain the situation through the door. Nan yelled for me to go to Hell and I stalked down the hall to the guest room. I was fuming. 

Sleep did not come easy that night. I was up at five and tried our bedroom door again. It was still locked. I had stewed all night and I was in an ugly mood. Why couldn’t I just get my stuff and go fishing? She would have the house to herself and be rid of me till Sunday.

I backed up a couple feet and lunged against the door. The jamb splintered and the door flew open. Nan sat up, instantly awake. She started to say something, but the look on my face gave her pause. I threw my fishing clothes in a duffel bag and walked out to the car. We never spoke. 

I had promised Dan that I would pick him up at six and I was only a few minutes late. He came striding out of his apartment complex with a smile and a case of beer under his arm.

“What a great day for fishing, Steve! I have all the staples right here,” he laughed as he patted the beer. “Let me get my tackle and we can get started.” 

In a few minutes we were headed for the best fishing in three counties. I must have been acting grim because Dan asked why I was so glum.

“You are single, Dan, so you wouldn’t understand. Nan was a pain in the ass. I just wanted to have a nice relaxed weekend. The funny part is she told me I was shut off, and I haven’t been getting any anyway!” I lamented.

“That is why I am single, Steve,” replied Dan. “I found there are a lot of women out there. If they feel they have to work to keep you, or please you, they will. If they become complacent, or too certain you are under their control, they shit all over you.”

“You are exactly right,” I agreed. “She has lost interest in pleasing me. I sometimes wish she would have an affair just to increase her interest in sex. I would be likely to get some, even if it was guilt-driven. Any sex is good, isn’t it?”

Dan laughed, “That has always been my experience. You need to shake your wife up a little. That’s all.”

“Shit!” I yelled. “I was so pissed off I forgot my tackle box and my license! I am sorry Dan, but I have to go back and get them or I won’t dare fish. I have heard of a few guys getting fined pretty good.”

“No problem, Steve. It won’t take that long since we don’t have to swing by my place. We can get your stuff and be headed out in an hour or so. I can show you how to handle women if the wife gives you any shit,” laughed Dan. 

“You never met my wife! I just hope she doesn’t have me arrested or something,” I responded.

I enjoyed Dan’s company. We worked for the same company and had hit it off from the day he started there. He was a big guy. He used to play on the defensive line at Notre Dame and he was still in good shape. He was not a guy to have angry with you.

When we pulled into my drive, I noticed the door was not closed entirely. The garbage was sitting by the door. It looked like Nan had started to take it out to the corner and was side tracked. That would not be unusual. She was prone to neglecting, or forgetting details. I pushed the door open and looked inside. Nan was not in sight and I began to think I should just grab my stuff from the garage and leave, but the door being opened worried me.

I heard some muttering or something in the kitchen so I quietly went over and looked in. It took a minute for me to figure out what Nan was doing. It appeared that she had gotten her long hair caught in the garbage disposal. She must have hit the switch just in time to keep from being pulled into the thing. As it was, she was bent over the sink with her face against the back of the sink. She was completely helpless and essentially blind. There was no way she could see me, or anything else. The backside of the sink was the most she could see. I had cautioned her several times about her hair and the inevitable had happened.

Nan was wearing a short robe. It hardly covered her ass and it had opened in front. Her breasts were swaying as she squirmed and mumbled into the sink. I heard a low gasp and turned to see Dan behind me. He was looking over my shoulder at Nan. He raised his finger to his lips, telling me not to speak. 

He quietly walked around me toward Nan. “Well, lady you seem to be trapped,” he boomed.

Nan was so surprised she almost feinted. “W-w-who is that? Can you please help me? I can’t get my hair out of this damn thing! Will you help me?” pleaded Nan.

“Sure, I will be glad to help you lady,” chuckled Dan. 

He placed his big hand on her back and Nan flinched. He slowly ran it down to her ass and squeezed her ass. Nan started moving around with her ass and feet, but there was really no place she could go. Dan reached under Nan and grabbed a breast. Now he was kneading her ass and squeezing a breast! My cock started to throb as I watched Dan feeling up my wife of 22 years.

“Please don’t! I am a married woman. This is my house,” Nan squealed as Dan pinched her nipples.

“I don’t see that you are in a position to tell me what to do,” chuckled Dan. “Now stand still and enjoy this!” 

Nan kept moving her ass, trying to escape Dan’s big hands. He brought his hand back and cracked Nan across her ass, I could see his hand print on her skin. She whimpered into the sink, but stopped moving.

“That is more like it. Behave and I won’t have to do that again,” scolded Dan. As he spoke, he pulled Nan’s robe off her shoulders. He took one arm and then the other out of the robe and tossed it aside.

“Lady, you have some nice tits!” admired Dan as his hands returned to fondling her. “Your nipples are really hard, too. Are you starting to get turned on?” he asked.

“No!” replied my darling wife. “Please stop that and help me get free,” she pleaded.

Dan’s left hand was full of tits and his right hand was caressing Nan’s ass. He moved it down between her legs and gently played with her pussy lips. Nan was making strange noises into the sink.

“You little slut! You are all wet back here,” said Dan. With that he slid a finger into Nan. 

All I could hear from her were whimpering noises as Dan plied her tits and fingered her pussy. Her hands were on the sink, helping maintain her balance. Dan took his hand off her tits for a moment and pulled down his zipper. He proceeded to extricate what I would have to regard as a very large cock, and it was only half hard. He grabbed Nan’s hand and placed it on his shaft. She quickly removed her hand.

Dan was unfazed as he brought his other hand back and slapped Nan’s ass again. Again I saw his handprint. Then he took my wife’s small hand and placed it back on his semi hard cock. This time she left it there.

“Work that cock, slut!” barked Dan. “You want it hard for that juicy little pussy, don’t you?”

I had to give Dan credit. He really took charge. He left no doubt Nan was to follow his instructions. I was rubbing my cock through my jeans as I watched. 

Nan slowly ran her hand up and down his shaft as Dan inserted his finger back into her tight snatch. I was transfixed as I watched Dan finger my wife with one hand and pull her tits and nipples with the other while she slowly jerked him off. I noticed her hand was traveling farther up his shaft as she stroked. I could imagine Nan was trying to gauge the actual length of Dan’s impressive rod. It was getting quite hard and Nan’s hand would not reach around it. I bet it was ten inches long and bigger around than her arm!

Dan worked two fingers into her and then three. The faster he plunged into Nan, the faster she worked his cock. He controlled her speed with his own. Her cunt was really wet. I could hear his big fingers squishing in and out. Suddenly, Nan moaned and it looked like she was going to collapse. Dan held her up as she shuddered through an orgasm. 

“Very good, my little slut,” encouraged Dan. “You are really enjoying this aren’t you?”

There was no response and Dan ran his hand over her ass and then pulled back to deliver another slap.

Somehow Nan sensed what he was going to do. “I am enjoying it! Don’t hit me, please,” she begged.

Dan returned his hand to her wet box and this time he started concentrating on Nan’s clit. By now it was very sensitive and very apparent. Nan resumed jacking his monster off. 

“Would you like to feel my cock in your little pussy?” he asked. “You have to ask for it, if you want it. Tell me if you want my big cock shoved into your tight little hole, slut!”

I don’t know if it was fear of being spanked again, or if it was lust, but I could hardly believe my ears.

“Please put it in me. I want to feel it inside my pussy,” pleaded Nan.

“Put what inside you, slut?” demanded Dan.

“Your penis. Put it in me, please,” begged Nan again.

“It is a cock, not a penis. Your husband probably has a penis. You have your hand on a cock,” Dan said. “Now you tell me if you want my fat cock in your tight pussy!”

“I do. Please put that big cock in my little pussy. Please fuck me now!” Nan cried.

It was like watching a master do a painting, or a great musician composing an opera. Dan was playing her like a violin. I was jerking my own cock as I watched the scene unfold.

Dan stepped behind my wife and placed his cock between her legs, along her stomach. It reached up to her tits! The difference in their stature was incredible. He continued to rub Nan’s clit as he spoke to her.

“You will have to put it in if you want it,” he informed her. “I am not some monster that forces himself on helpless women. If you don’t want my cock, just say the word and I will leave. It is your choice.”

Nan reached down and grasped his pole in her small hand. Dan backed off, about 10 inches I would guess, and allowed her to place his cock head at her little opening. She rubbed it up and down her slit, getting it as wet as she could.

“Now, brace yourself, slut. This cock will hit places that have never been touched before. Just relax and enjoy the ride,” he told her. 

He pushed and Nan gasped. The head of his cock was still in sight. Dan kept the pressure constant and Nan began to move her ass just enough to find the most comfortable position. Slowly the huge head began to slide in. Nan’s breathing was rapid. Sweat was covering her body. Still Dan pressed on. I watched as three inches went in. He stopped and waited. Then he pulled back a little and slid back in. He kept this up for a long time, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into my wife’s cunt.

When Dan reached the halfway point with his giant pole, Nan began to orgasm. He held her up as he continued to work his cock in and out. It looked like Nan was in a constant state of orgasm now. She was moaning and groaning and muttering into the sink. Her legs were trembling and I am sure she would have collapsed and broken her neck if Dan didn’t maintain a grip on her hips. 

He had about two inches left when he appeared to bottom out. He must have been against Nan’s cervix. She was making no sense now as Dan kept working his giant cock inside that tiny space. Suddenly Nan gasped loudly and I saw that Dan had driven his cock all the way to the hilt. He must have entered Nan’s cervix!

Dan stood still for a few minutes and allowed Nan to adjust to this incredible invasion. Gradually she regained her breath and even started squirming around on Dan’s huge love muscle.

“Are you my slut?” he asked. “Is this the best cock you ever had?” Do you want me to really fuck me now, whore? I am done playing and I am ready to give you the fucking of your life.”

“Yes! You are the biggest and the best! I am your slut, your whore. I must be to want this so bad. Fuck me hard! Make me come again, you big bastard!” cried Nan. 

This was my sweet little frigid wife talking! I lost it there and shot a load on the kitchen floor. Dan was not done tormenting her.

“You like my cock better than your husband’s, don’t you, whore?” he asked. “You hope you never see the little peckered bastard again don’t you?”

“Please, I beg you, just fuck me. I love my husband, but your cock is bigger, better than his. Now use it, for God’s sake!” Nan implored.

Dan winked at me and started moving in and out of Nan’s pussy. He would pull back till the head was out and then ram it all back in. Soon Nan was back to moaning into the sink. She must have cum five or six more times before Dan groaned and held her ass as tight to him as he could.

I saw his balls contract and his cock pulse. He was filling my wife with his seed. It was the most erotic thing I ever saw. Nan was not using any kind of birth control, I realized. Why would she if she wasn’t having sex?

“You nasty slut!” Dan moaned. “You put my cock into your little pussy and begged me to fuck you. What sort of wife are you? I would say you are a little whore, wouldn’t you? You made me pour my seed into your womb, didn’t you? I hope you aren’t going to try to hook me into child support, you slut!”


Kryptonite Ch. 02



Before I knew it, Sunday afternoon rolled around and Dan and I headed back to civilization. We had fished and consumed beer for about 20 hours and slept another six. It had been a great trip. Dan told me he had had a vasectomy 10 years ago and I need not worry about Nan having his baby. He had made certain he would never father a child by accident. That information allowed me to relax and enjoy the trip.

I dropped Dan off and headed for home. I had no idea how Nan would react to my return. I had made a pretty bad scene when I smashed our bedroom door in, breaking the jamb. 

Nan had locked me out of my own bedroom and I needed to get my clothes to go fishing early Saturday. Returning for my fishing license to find Nan's hair caught in the compactor, and then watching Dan give her the fucking of her life may have contributed to my case of nerves. I really hoped she could not see any thing when her hair was caught in that compactor and Dan pounded her mercilessly with the biggest cock I ever saw. I would soon find out.

I parked in the garage and unloaded all my equipment. I took my time, wondering what my reception would be. Thinking it over, I decided the emotion I felt most strongly was dread, and not fear. After half an hour, I could not invent any reason to delay any longer. I went into the house. The bedroom door was open and the splintered jamb was removed. That would take some time and effort to repair. Home Depot, here I come again.

Tired and slightly hung-over, I sat down in my chair and closed my eyes. I must have fallen asleep. I awoke to a pair of lips on mine. I opened my eyes to see Nan close to my face.

"I didn't hear you come home, Steve. Did you have a nice time?" she asked. "I hope you are hungry because we are having steak tonight," she added.

"I had a great time and feel much more relaxed," I admitted. "I am so hungry, I could eat the ass out of a skunk!"

A comment like that will always draw some sort of rebuke from Nan. It takes some time to go from 'camp talk' to the sort of talk you use around a wife. I had not made the transition yet.

"I will take that as a 'yes' and get your dinner started. Would you like a beer?" asked Nan. 

She was using the 'pretend there was no argument' gambit. How do women do that? It usually means they know they were wrong, but will never admit it and apologize. Instead they act like nothing ever happened.

"Nan, your hair looks great! Did you get it cut?" I asked. "You look years younger."

She did look younger. I should have known she would have to get it cut and styled. She must have cut a lot of hair off to get free of the compactor. I began to wonder if Dan's big cock and a dozen or so orgasms could take years off a woman.

"Thanks, Steve! I decided to change my look yesterday so I went to 'Chez Bruce' and had my hair styled," bubbled Nan. "I am so glad you like it. I think I am ever more pleased you noticed."

With that she disappeared into the kitchen. I dragged my ass off to the bathroom and showered and shaved. Dinner was ready by the time I finished and I joined Nan at the table.

She made small talk and seemed glad to have me home. I had my own hunches about that, but I tried to be pleasant and responded to her efforts the best I could. I helped clear the table and put some dishes in the dishwasher. By this time my trip began to take its toll. 

The phone rang. It was Nan's mother so I handed her the phone and headed for the bedroom. I barely noticed the door was askew as I went in and crawled between the sheets.

I awoke with a strange sensation. Nan was in bed and was holding my cock in her hand. I opened my eyes and saw she was naked. It looked like she was going to keep her promise to Dan. I just laid still and hoped my cock would not rise too quickly. I wanted her to work for it!

There were two problems with that plan. My cock always responds to any attention, no matter how rare it is, and Nan looked great. Her tits are big and still quite firm. Her waist is still pretty slim, and her ass is perfect. 

I have noticed that when a man is upset with a woman, she will grab his cock and get forgiveness in 20 seconds to a minute. He is powerless to fight it. The Kryptonite weakens him. He has to get it when he can, so he forgets his mad and screws the hell out of the woman, pretending that it is revenge.

When a man tries to make up to a woman, he has no agent to weaken her. He can only pay the price and endure the punishment. The woman determines when the argument is over.

My cock stood up and saluted Nan. She smiled at me and asked, "are you horny?"

Last night I had made my plans. I was not going to give in too easily. She was worried that Dan had made her pregnant and would be sure to seduce me so I would believe I was the culprit. Then she would bitch about it for the next 20 years! My plan was to play hard to get.

I rolled over on top of Nan and sucked on her nipples. I was a man possessed. I seemed to be trying to draw nourishment from Nan's tits. Then I slid down and dove headfirst into her pussy. What the Hell was wrong with me? I hadn't done that in years! I licked and sucked her to an orgasm. I wanted it to last forever. 

Nan had to pull me back up by my hair. She wasn't able to stand it any longer. I pressed my lips to hers and let her taste her own juices as my cock found her slit. I drove it in to the hilt. I was wondering if it would be all loose and sloppy, but it seemed the same as always. I guess Dan didn't do any permanent damage.

The one thing that was different was Nan came hard again on my first thrust. She was on fire! As I pounded into her she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me tighter to her. She came at least three more times in the next ten minutes. Her moans were constant as I tried to reclaim the pussy that once was mine alone.

"Oh, Baby! Cum in me! I want to feel you throbbing inside me," she pleaded. "Fill me up, sweetheart!"

That was all it took. I tensed up and pushed as far into her as I could and emptied my tank. I must have pumped into her for a full minute. All the time I was remembering Dan's cock well beyond the place I was seeding, pumping into Nan's very womb. Did she even feel my cock? It sure seemed like she did. She was having anther orgasm as I pulsed inside her. I lowered myself down on her beautiful chest and rested. Nan ran her hands up and down my spine, giving me shivers. I am always sensitive all over when I cum.

"I looked into her eyes. She was smiling back at me. She had accomplished what she needed. Now I wondered if that was it for my sex life for another year or two.

"Steve, that was fantastic!" she whispered as she pulled me tight to her. "You were great."

"Do you really think so, Nan?" I asked with my face by her ear. "Does my cock feel good? Is it big enough to do the job?"

She stiffened for a brief moment. "Of course, Steve. Why would you ask that after all these years? You cock is wonderful. I love it."

"I don't know. I just wonder sometimes if you wished it were longer and/or thicker than it is. I guess it is a male insecurity thing. Do you think size matters?" I asked.

"I am hardly an expert on this subject, as you know, Steve. You were my first lover. I have read that it is more important to properly use what you have, and you have just performed wonderfully!" reassured Nan. "I don't even know if they get much bigger than yours. Do you know of any men with bigger ones, Sweetheart?"

There it was. I know when Nan is digging for clues, and this was a perfect example. What would she do if I gave her the names of a few guys with big cocks?

"Are you looking for leads?" I questioned. "How dumb would I have to be to name fellows with big cocks? No man reveals that sort of thing to his wife! We are way too insecure for that. How about a few names of guys with smaller cocks? I could do that."

"What wife needs names of men with cocks smaller than her husband's?" laughed Nan. "I think we have a draw on this one."

"Nan, I want to apologize for being such an ass the other night. I was selfish and self-centered, just like you said," I admitted. "You are the best wife a man could ever ask for and you deserve better. I will try to improve my attitude. I love you so much."

The amazing thing was I meant it. I was feeling emotions for Nan I had not experienced in a long time. Good sex really helps a marriage.

To my surprise, Nan broke into tears! She buried her face in my neck and cried. I just held her close and waited for her to recover.

"Steve, I have been a bitch to you. I knew it even as I did it and I don't know why I still did it. It was like I wanted you to suffer and be frustrated. You had every right to be upset with me," she stated. "Lefty should not be needed as long as pussy is available, and she will be from now on."

"You mean this wasn't just 'make-up' sex? I can go to the well more often?" I asked.

"I am determined to keep you satisfied, husband of mine," smiled Nan. "Think of this pussy as yours to use as often as the mood strikes you. It isn't as if I am suffering when you are using her! You have been a wonderful husband and I want you to enjoy your wife and all the things that go with that? I hope 'Lefty' will understand!"

It occurred to me that Nan really wanted to please me and that she loved me. Did that incident with Dan help create this situation, or was it my reference to my left hand and my outburst with the door? Whatever the reason, or reasons, I liked the results. For the first time in years, I took a second piece, this time doggy-style. I tried talking more and telling Nan how much I loved her ass and how she was my girl. I didn't dare tell her she was my slut! There are some things husbands cannot voice. Nan may have been thinking of Dan's big cock as I pummeled her pussy from behind. She came again before I popped a nut. We hugged and cuddled all night. It was like a second honeymoon. 

When I got to work, Dan arched his eyebrows as if to ask how it went. I smiled and gave him a thumbs-up sign. He laughed and went to his office. I sat in mine thinking about how much my life had changed because of the weekend happenings. I was determined to make it last awhile. I realized I really did love Nan and wanted her to be happy and love me.

An idea slowly formed in my mind. By the end of the day, it was a full-blown plan. This one would work. (That would be a first!) 

The week went quite quickly. Nan was attentive and sexy. She wasn't sucking my cock, or giving me her ass, but she gave her pussy to me any time I wanted it. I didn't complain. My plan would take care of any reservations and inhibitions she had.

On Monday of the next week, I opened a hotmail account and emailed Nan a very brief message. I wrote:

"Slut, do you miss my big cock?"

I sat and stared at that single line for an hour before I worked up the nerve to send it to Nan's hotmail account. She had me help her set it up and I knew her password. From time to time I would check it to be certain she wasn't going to run off with a pig farmer from Kentucky, or a goddamned republican. 

Mostly, her messages were department stores describing their incredible sales. I can't begin to guess how much money she has saved me over the years. Her closet is full of items marked down at least 50%. Every time she spent 50 bucks she saved me at least another 50. We should be rich in another year or two! 

I waited a day and checked to see if she had opened it. It had been opened, and deleted. I thought I noticed a slight increase in her ardor in the bedroom, but it could have been my imagination. I had decided not to follow up my message until she responded in some way.

It was Friday afternoon when I received a reply from Nan. She wrote:

"Who are you?"

I gave it some thought before I responded:

"The man with the big cock your pussy loves so much. You do think about me, don't you, slut?"

Monday afternoon saw her response:

"You could be arrested for rape, you bastard. I am NOT a slut!"

This was beginning to be fun. The fact that she responded indicated to me that Nan was at least very curious about the man with the big cock.

Also, Nan was becoming very amorous again. She initiated sex if I didn't. She always had at least one orgasm, and often more. I was certain it was not my imagination. Her mystery man was pushing some buttons, and I had only started! 

The next day at work I wrote back to Nan:

"Rape? You are the slut that put my fat cock in your tight little pussy. You came on my cock half a dozen times, you slut."

Her responses now came within hours of my email to her. I knew she would be checking her mail pretty often. She wrote:

"You took advantage of me when I was helpless. I am not like that. Please don't call me a slut."

Nan did not demand I stop writing, like an offended lady would. She wanted me to 'understand' her situation. Why would she care what I thought? Dan's cock was not easy to forget, and she wasn't trying very hard!

I decided to see if I could use that big cock to gain some measure of control. I was beginning to think I had the huge slab of meat that had plundered my wife. That is the cool thing about this Internet. You can be whatever your imagination can dream up, and my imagination was as good as any. My next message was:

"Did you get your limp-dicked hubby to fuck you? Were you all loose and sloppy for him?"

Now I was berating myself! Was I becoming a Jekyll/Hyde character? I didn't really care too much. Whether it was guilt, or lust, Nan was fucking my brains out at night. 

Nan's responses began to get longer. It was apparent that she did not feel any hatred toward the man with the big cock. In her next message she wrote:

"His dick is not limp. He uses it with me every night and does quite well. Not every man is a freak of nature. And yes he did make love to me afterwards. I had resumed my normal size. He filled me nicely."

Nan was sticking up for her husband, at least a little. That seemed to please Dr. Jekyll, but Hyde had his own agenda. Hyde responded:

"Do you suck hubby off? His little weenie can't pump half the cum I gave you. Next time you will suck my cock, slut."

We were sending messages a couple times a day now and Nan was in a constant state of arousal at night. I was wondering if I should apply for a patent on Dan's cock and my brain. Every married man in the world would buy into this! Her answer read:

"I don't suck his cock so why would I suck your aberration? He shots a normal load. I would think you would choke any woman that tried to put it in her mouth, and drown any woman that allowed you to cum in her mouth. It took me all day to stop leaking your stuff down my legs."

Nan seemed to have a lot of respect for Dan's size and volume. He made some impression on her! I decided to push a little more so I sent her this:

"You liked that load, didn't you, slut? Now you know how man does it. From now on, you will sign your messages, "your slut" or I will not write to you any more. You already told me you were my slut, remember? I simply expect you to affirm it."

Nan's response came quickly.

"You idiot! If you never write again, I will be delighted. Your cock uses so much blood your brain is starved! You will not have this pussy again. It is way too nice for you."

There it was. Nan had refused my ultimatum. I would simply out wait her. She was enjoying this too much to stop, or so I thought. I didn't reply to her message. I did receive another missive from Nan two days later.

"So Jackass, are you finally going to leave me alone? All I had to do was not admit to being your slut? I wish you had insisted on that a lot sooner. You should be thanking God you actually had that chance to get my pussy. It was a freak accident and you benefited from it. I cut my hair so it won't happen again, you loser!"

I refrained from answering and over the next few days I received these emails:

"You must have some ego. I bet you impress a few stupid women with your oversized cock, but your brain is the size of a pea. I am NOT your slut!"

"My curiosity is piqued. Why were you in my house that day? You took advantage of my vulnerable situation. I had to say those things so you didn't kill me, or something. Not your slut!"

"I did not get pregnant and I am now on the pill, so I will not have to worry about it since my loving husband fucks me every night. You missed your only chance! I may have said those things to you, but you were pinching my nipples and ramming that huge thing in me. That was the only reason I said I was....your slut."

Hyde was getting his way! I decided not to answer Nan's last message because she was trying to be obtuse, or clever. I saw her resolve weakening. It was two days later I got the message I wanted, or I thought I wanted.

"You are the most arrogant, big cocked bastard that ever fucked me! I will play your game just so I can find out enough about you to get my revenge. I am waiting for your response. Respectfully, Your Slut."

Nan had been on edge the past few days, but tried not to show it. If I hadn't known Hyde was messing with her head, I may not have noticed. As it was, her agitation was obvious. I waited another day and then sent this note:

"That is better, slut. You did like the way my cock felt, didn't you? You have never been so full and you miss that feeling, don't you? I want you to tell me the truth. You loved the way I power fucked you. I like your hair short, by the way. You look lovely. You make my fat cock hard. I know you like that thought, don't you, slut?"

"It was an unique experience, and I did have several orgasms, so I have to admit it gave me some pleasure. Where have you seen me with my hair short? Are you stalking me? Your slut."

The messages started flying now. The dam had burst!

"You wish I would spend the energy to stalk you! You will come to me next time, and you will suck my cock or I won't let you have my cock in that tight, juicy little pussy of yours. I have seen you and needle dick husband around. You probably have seen me, but you would never place my cock with my face."

"I know you are quite big, but where have I seen you? I don't suck cocks, so you are going to have to wait a very long time. When was the last time Hell froze over? You want my pussy again. That is your problem. You know you cannot have it again and it is killing you. My husband is not a needle dick. At least not compared to normal people. Your slut."

When I got home that evening, Nan was very romantic. She was eager to get me into bed. I told her I had to send some email to clients. When I was alone with our computer, I sent her a message. Then I told her I was going to go to the corner liquor store for some wine. That would give her a chance to read her note from Hyde. It read:

"Slut, you have to learn to suck cock and like it. Your husband's little wiener will be good practice for you. To make it easy, you don't have to swallow the first time. I want you to suck him off tonight and tell me how you did, and that you liked it. You can't be my slut if you don't suck cock when I tell you to."

I was back home in ten minutes with a gallon of wine. We sipped wine and cuddled for an hour or so, and then I led Nan to our bedroom. Did she read the message? How would she respond? I was excited as a virgin on prom night!

I undressed and slid into bed while Nan went into the bathroom. She was nude when she came back out and she looked great! I was extremely horny, or was it Hyde that was horny? As soon as Nan was beside me I slid down and administered a serious pussy eating. I took my time and concentrated on pleasing her, and it worked. She came at least twice and was shaking as I came up for air. I decided to work my way back up her body and aim my cock for her well-lubricated cunt. If she planned on sucking me off, it would happen before I entered her. Of that, I was certain.




Kryptonite Ch. 02



"Sweetheart, let me please you for a while first. You were wonderful!" gasped Nan, as I was poised over her slick slit.

With that she rolled me off her and started kissing my chest. Then she worked down to my stomach, and finally to my dick! Hyde was delighted! 

How should I feel? My wife was finally sucking my cock. She was told to do it by some guy with a big dick that fucked her silly a few weeks ago. She is obeying him by sucking me. I thought about it for a few seconds. That was when I realized I had the hardest erection I can ever remember! That was my answer. I felt great with this. I was not crazy. I was normal, or so I told myself.

I put my hand in Nan's hair and began to regulate her tempo as she slid my cock into her mouth. Hyde appeared again and started pushing more and more of my cock into Nan's throat. Hyde knew his shit! Nan just kept knob gobbling. I was getting close to exploding. I removed Hyde's hand and groaned to Nan I was almost there. To my amazement, she never missed a beat! With no help from me she was swallowing my entire cock on each down stroke. 

I must have shot half a gallon of cum into Nan's throat. The first blast must have bounced around her stomach. I was that deep. Then Nan backed off and kept my head in her mouth as she pumped my shaft. She never lost a drop and did not release me from her mouth as she sucked me like a pro.

There was another first for me. My cock never went soft. It quit spurting but it stayed hard. I felt like I could cut glass with that puppy! I pulled it from Nan's mouth and threw her down on the bed. I once again aimed my cock at her little slit and drove it in to the hilt. On the first down stroke Nan came like a firecracker! I was primed and I pounded her pussy like I never have. She was having a constant orgasm as I slammed into her as deep as I could.

"You like my big cock in you? Is that what you want. You like to suck my cock and then have me fuck you, don't you?" I demanded.

"I love it! I love to suck your cock and then feel you hammer my tight pussy!" exclaimed Nan. Then she said it. "I am such a slut! Fuck me, Steve, fuck me!"

That was just what Hyde had been waiting for. He couldn't resist the opening.

"You are a slut, aren't you? You are a slut for big cocks aren't you? Tell me you are," insisted Hyde.

"Yes! I love big cocks! The bigger they are the more I want them in my mouth and pussy. Fuck me with your big cock!" cried Nan.

Even Hyde was surprised. Nan just admitted she loved big cocks. That was plural, as in more than one cock! It appeared I wasn't the only dual personality in the bed.

That was all the thought I was capable of. I grabbed Nan's legs and put them on my shoulders and drove just a wee bit deeper and faster. Finally, with sweat pouring off me and dripping on Nan, I let loose with a mind numbing orgasm. Nan shrieked and went still. I think she actually feinted for a few seconds! I held tight and drained my load as deep into my wife as I ever have.

Exhausted, I rolled off Nan and flopped next to her. She rolled over so her breasts were against my chest and took my wet, limp cock into her small hand and fell asleep. 

Nan was still sleeping when I left for work the next morning. She had earned some rest! By 10 AM the emails began.

"I sucked hubby's cock like a pro last night! I even swallowed! I have to say his cock really is not limp, small, or a needle. It is just that your cock is really big. He shot so much stuff into my mouth I thought I was going to choke. I do not know how I could ever get yours in my mouth or swallow the loads you make. It actually felt pretty good. I felt like I had control over him. I was able to make him cum using my mouth. I will be doing that more often. I should tell you that he is an amazing pussy eater. Do you eat pussy or do you just rely on that mammoth prick? I remain your slut"

"I always can tell a slut. It is obvious that you wanted to be one. I never told you how I enjoyed squeezing your big tits while I was fingering your wet cunt. You have great tits, slut. You should know there is no better eater of pussy that myself. Keep working on your cock sucking technique. I want you to give me the best blowjob of my life." 

"Thank you for the compliment about my tits. You really like them? You certainly know how to get their attention. I am glad to learn you are an accomplished eater of pussy. None is better than mine. I think I will be able to give you a blowjob you will never forget. I will perfect it over the next few nights. Hubby will be worn out! Your devoted slut."

What the hell was I doing? Nan believed in Hyde! She believed she was chatting with a guy with an elephant cock. How long would I be able to string her out? Probably long enough to get some great blowjobs! I just hoped she wasn't disappointed. That Dan and his cock could rule the world if they put my mind to it!

Over the next several days Nan sucked my cock every opportunity she had. I finally asked why she had altered her opinion on oral sex so drastically.

"I can please my husband, can't I?" she replied. "I regret not doing this years ago. I actually enjoy it and you seem to like it. Do you think I am good at it, Steve?"

I laughed at her question. Nan had made an amazing transformation and my love for her had grown deeper than I ever imagined possible. Good sex really helps a marriage I realized.

My emails had become a bit bland and she sensed it. I knew I had to keep her interest. Stimulate her mind and her body would follow. I was running out of ideas. 

I finally decided to push Nan and see how far she would go. She was an attractive, vibrant woman. She deserved to have some hidden pleasures. We all have a dark side. I had shown mine when I let Dan take her in our kitchen. How far would she go for the man with the big cock? I wrote to her:

"Are you my slut? Are you prepared to prove it?"

"Can you doubt it? I have done all you ask. I want only to experience your cock again. Your devoted slut"

Nan seemed willing to do anything for Hyde. I had a plan that I was not proud of, but it gave me a tremendous boner thinking about it. She could stop any time she wanted, or so I reasoned. I plunged on. 

"There is an adult theater on Water Street. Are you familiar with it, my sweet slut?

"I know where it is. I have never been there. Do you go there? Your devoted slut!"

"I will ask the questions. I want you to go there alone on Tuesday evening at 7:00. Buy a ticket and sit in the darkest corner. I will send someone to you. You will know what I want you to do."

Hyde did it! He instructed my dear wife to go to an adult theater. Would she do it? How serious was she in this game? My cock was harder than any known element when I considered the situation. This was wilder than anything she would do, wasn't it?

It was a day before Nan sent her reply:

"I will be there on Tuesday evening. I do this because you want me to do it. I ask no questions. Your loving slut."

Nan was on fire that evening. I ate her, fucked her, and finally made love to her. It was hard to remember that there was a time when I felt I was celibate. The sex was so good and Nan was so eager. Every now and then I would wake up to her sucking my cock. She held nothing from me!

It was after we had made slow gentle love that I told Nan I would be working late on Tuesday. I expected to get home around 9:00. I smiled to myself when Nan told me she might take in a movie or something as long as I wasn't going to be around.

Tuesday rolled around and I was more nervous than I ever remember. My emails had been subdued, telling Nan to not let me down and to be sure she had the time and place correct. She assured me that she knew where and when she was supposed to go.

I bought an old hat and coat at the Salvation Army. They were both much too big. I checked the mirror several times and was satisfied even my closest friends could not recognize me, if I kept the hat low on my face and the lighting was weak.

I went to the theater around 6:30 and sat in the darkest section. There were only about a dozen people, all men, scattered throughout the theater. I decided that since I was early, I should take a piss. I got up and went into the men's room. I could be back well before 7:00 and I would be ready for Nan. I was sweating as I wondered if she would show up, and if she would recognize me.

I went back into the theater and let my eyes adjust. On the screen a woman was sucking a guy with a huge cock. Where do these guys come from? I decided to go back to my seat when I saw her. Nan was sitting almost exactly where I had been!

Now I had to approach her. I had planned to be seated and have her sit near me. When a woman sits down near a man in a place like this, she is often signaling a desire for some interaction. Just as I screwed up the nerve to approach my wife, a fellow got up from my left and walked over and sat next to Nan!

I felt weak. The sweat was pouring from under the stupid hat. All my life I have had the same response when I was afraid and unsure of the best course of action. I froze. 

The man by Nan was pretty big and probably in his mid fifties. I was trying to decide the best way to get the best of him if Nan screamed or something. The man put his arm around Nan's shoulders. She sat very still. I began to move closer. I worked my way over to where I was directly behind them, but fairly well concealed by some sort of old curtains that hung from the wall. The light from the screen was more than enough to see what the man was doing. 

His hand was inside Nan's blouse and it was moving steadily! He must have been pulling and pinching her nipples. Nan actually leaned closer to him. He kept this up for a few minutes. He then appeared to whisper something to Nan. I saw her hand move over to his lap. She pulled his zipper down and started stroking his cock inside his pants. He shifted slightly and Nan pulled his cock out. I was relieved to see it looked to be about the same size as mine. Why was that important to me?

While Nan had been freeing the man's cock, he had undone all the buttons on her blouse and had it off her shoulders. Then he pulled her bra up and freed her beautiful tits! This guy was wasting no time. He leaned over and started sucking Nan's tits like he hadn't eaten in a week. My cock was throbbing as I watched.

Nan was working his cock as he feasted on her tits. Then he pulled his mouth off her and spoke into her ear. Nan leaned over and swallowed his sword! He had his hand in her hair and was moving her up and down his shaft. I could see him moving his hips up as he controlled Nan's head. 

I looked around the theater and saw a few guys were watching the show in the back of the theater. Then, as Nan was swallowing his meat, he motioned the men watching to join him! She couldn't have seen any of this. Her face was buried in the guy's groin. Suddenly he raised his hips higher and pushed Nan's face down hard. It was obvious he was blowing his load in my wife's mouth!

He released Nan's head, but she kept servicing him. She has gotten really good at getting the last drop from my cock. Now this guy was experiencing the pleasure.

Nan lifted her head and saw two other men hovering over her. They had their cocks out and were slowly pulling on them. Nan seemed surprised and tried to pull her bra back down over her tits. This time the first guy spoke loud enough for me to hear him.

"Don't play shy, you slut. You came here for cock and that is what you will get. Now suck these cocks, you whore!" he demanded. 

The two guys worked past Nan and her new lover in the narrow aisle. The second fellow stopped right in front of Nan with his cock by her face. The second one dropped into the empty seat on her right. He began to pull and twist Nan's tits. Nan leaned ahead and took the new guy into her mouth. He grabbed her head and started moving her back and forth. The man she had just sucked off taunted her as she deep throated the second fellow. Both men seated next to her were stretching and pulling Nan's sweet tits to new lengths. 

"Suck that cock you whore. You even have a wedding ring on. What a slut you are, sucking strange cock in a dark theater. Does the husband know what a slut he married?" asked the miserable shit. "Get ready for more dinner, slut. I think he is ready to feed you some more cum, bitch. Suck it dry like you did mine!"

I could actually hear Nan moan as the second guy fed her his cream. I came in my pants at the same time! Again, Nan made certain to drain every drop from the cock in her mouth before she released it.

The guy that just came moved over to the side and the third guy stood in front of Nan. 

"Just a minute, Buddy," spoke the first guy Nan had sucked. "This whore can do two things at once." With that he simply picked Nan up and placed her on his lap. As he lowered her, he held her skirt high enough to expose her pussy.

"I knew you wouldn't be wearing any panties, you slut. You are always ready for cock, aren't you, bitch?" he demanded as he picked her up again slightly and held her by her hips over his restored cock. 

"If you want my cock, whore, you have to put it in," he rasped.

Nan reached down and placed the guy's cock against her very wet slit. He let go of her hips and she was impaled to the hilt. I could see her shake from my vantage point. She was cumming! He laughed again. 

"This slut really gets off on this! Feed her your tool now, Buddy," he told the man standing in front of Nan.

Even as she came down from her orgasm, Nan eagerly reached her mouth out for the man's decent sized cock. It took her about two strokes to bury her nose in his pubic hair. The third guy moved to the seat Nan had just vacated and once again pulled and twisted Nan's tits.

The man in her cunt kept raising and lowering her by the hips and calling Nan every name he could think of. The man Nan was blowing kept his hands to his sides as she kept a steady rhythm on his cock. She needed no encouragement!

"Look at her!" chuckled the man in her cunt. She is cumming again! This is the nastiest slut I have ever fucked."

He was right about Nan cumming. I had seen her do it often enough in the past few weeks to know the signs. She seemed to be going through a steady string of orgasms. She was moaning and shaking, but she was a trooper. She never lost her rhythm on the cock in her mouth.

The man under her groaned and stiffened. He was pumping into his sperm into Nan's cunt. Before he finished, the other man started filling Nan's stomach. He was in too deep for her to taste any of it. 

As the man under Nan stopped moving, the fellow in the seat next to her picked her up and held her over his cock. Without a word spoken, Nan reached down and placed it along her sloppy pussy lips. The fellow let her down on his cock and within a few strokes, Nan was going off again.

"Jesus," laughed the man now fucking Nan. "She is the hottest cunt I ever saw. These married women are the biggest whores. Look at her go."

He had taken his hands from Nan and she was moving up and down on her own. The man that just finished with her pussy stood in front of her.

"Bitch, you got my cock dirty. Clean it off," he ordered.

Nan quickly took it into her mouth and bathed it with her tongue and lips. She continued fucking herself as she sucked his cock clean.

Finally he pulled his cock from Nan's mouth and put it in his pants. He shook his head as he walked away. 

Apparently the other fellow was content with the blowjob he had received and walked away, too. I moved from the cover of the old curtains and worked my over to stand in front of Nan. My cock was hard again. I pulled it out and offered it to her as she bounced on up and down. She never even looked any higher than my cock. She sucked it in and quickly swallowed it to the hilt. I was trying to hold off my load but my balls were boiling. Just as my nuts tightened and my seed began to fill Nan's throat, the man under her gave a low bellow and started shooting more cum into my sweet wife's abused pussy.

Give her credit. Nan kept sucking my cock through all this and drained me completely. God she looked sexy! The man under her was holding her by her tits and squeezing them hard as he finished cumming. 

"This is some slut, man! I have never seen a whore like this," he declared. "I am tempted to take her home and fuck her all night, but the wife would bitch," he laughed. "She has no sense of humor. I should get her to come here some night and suck some cock. It might loosen her up." 

I just nodded to him and walked away. I went back to my hiding spot and watched as he dropped Nan into the next seat. He reached down and tugged both her nipples before he started backing away.

"You had better get home, slut, before your husband comes looking," he warned. "Thanks for the fuck and suck. You were great and your tits are fantastic."

That seemed to snap Nan out of her euphoria. She pulled her blouse up and her bra down and quickly buttoned her blouse. In another minute she was getting in her car. I followed to be sure she would be ok. 

I gave her about a minute and started for home in my car. It occurred to me that if I took a side street or two, I would likely get home before Nan. I pressed the accelerator and hurried home.

I was home in time to grab a quick shower before Nan came through the door. I greeted her there.

"Nan, I have been waiting for you! How was the movie, Sweetheart?' I asked.

She seemed distracted. I wasn't surprised at that. I was just glad she made it home ok. She had been driving under the influence. I wonder if a breath test will reveal sperm?

"It wasn't anything special," she replied. "How long have you been home?"

"Long enough to miss you, Darling. Come with me," I insisted as I took her hand and headed for the bedroom.

Nan began to stutter and protest. She had the deer-in-headlights look. She was worried I would notice all the obvious signs of a well-fucked woman.

"I have to pee, and shower, Steve. I will be in right away. Why don't you fix a drink or something?" Nan pleaded.

"The only thing I want is you. Is that a new outfit?" I asked as I pulled her to the bedroom. 

She was flustered and scared. She tried to pull free from me, but I had anticipated that and held tight. I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. She had resigned herself to her fate. I thought she might burst into tears as I undressed her.

Nan's beautiful tits were red and swollen. Her nipples were still hard. I unzipped her skirt and let it drop from her hips to the floor.

"No underwear? Aren't we naughty today?" I joked. Cum was leaking down her legs and her pussy was swollen. Nan never looked more beautiful.

Nan looked down at herself and gasped. Then the tears started. I felt so bad for her I almost cried, too.

Instead, I picked her up and placed her on the bed.

"Oh, Steve! I am so sorry! I am so..."

I shut her up with my lips as I kissed her long and deep. I didn't let up for minutes. Nan realized I was not going to let her talk.

"If you put a dent in the car or something, I don't care," I reassured her. "Just tell me you love me. That is all I want to hear, Sweetheart."

"Steve, I do love you. More than anything! More than I ever thought I could. You have to believe me," she pleaded.

I shut her up with another deep kiss as I slid my cock into that sweet, juicy pussy. I felt Nan stiffen as we heard my cock squish inside her. I just kept slowly pumping in and out of her. She was watching me closely.

"Nan, you will have to go the movies more often. You are so wet and ready for my cock. You love my cock don't you, Nan?" I demanded. "Tell me you love my cock. Tell me you love me."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she answered, "I do love you. I love your big cock. It is the only cock for me, Steve."




Kryptonite Ch. 02



"I know that, Baby!" I groaned as I came in her sloppy, cum filled pussy. I slid alongside Nan and pulled her tight to me and kissed her again. 

She sobbed quietly as I kissed her yet again and squeezed her tits in my hand. "I love you, Nan. You are my girl," I whispered. "Now go to sleep."



Kryptonite Ch. 03



The next couple weeks were great for me. Nan was always trying to please me any way possible. Not only was the sex great, but also she cooked some great meals, gave me back massages, and was all around very attentive. I guess guilt can do that. She was doing her best to make up for her little indiscretion at the movie theater, although we never spoke of it. For my part, I did my best to reciprocate her affection and devotion.

She had never emailed Hyde again and it seemed she was going to bury the past. I almost stopped checking that hotmail account. One morning, several weeks after Nan’s trip to the movie theater, I found an email to Hyde.

“Did you even go to that horrible theater? I was practically assaulted while I waited for you!”

She had forgotten Hyde’s rule about how she should sign her emails. That could not go unchecked. Let her get away with it and who knows where it would lead. I knew Hyde had to put his foot down.

“Who is this?” was all I wrote back.

The answer came in a matter of minutes. She must have been sitting at the computer, waiting for a response.

“Who the hell do you think it is, you miserable bastard? The woman you took advantage of in her own kitchen and then had assaulted at some lousy porn theater!”

Hyde saw immediately that she did not sign the email properly and decided to forgo a response. I had to admire Hyde’s coolness and patience. He knew how to handle women. 

A couple days passed and there were no more messages from Nan. Perhaps Hyde had guessed wrong! Maybe he overestimated the power of his big cock. Then on Monday morning it came.

“I just want an explanation of why you treated me like that and if you were even there to see I was, your slut.”

Hyde had done it again! He had her hooked. I felt giddy with the power as I thought about my sweet wife still hooked on Hyde’s big cock.

“I saw your performance, slut. You were very good. Those men used you like the slut you are. I expect complete obedience from my whore and you did not disappoint me. You appear to be a very good cocksucker now. I was pleased with the way you cleaned the cocks of those strangers and swallowed their entire loads.”

When I got home that evening Nan was all over me. She must have sucked me off twice and had me fuck her in every position possible. Hyde was my friend!

It was two days later that Hyde received his next email from Nan. 

“Thanks for the compliment. I have gotten to be pretty good at sucking cocks. Of course I have never had the opportunity to try a real big one. I wonder if any woman has ever been able to take all of you in her throat? With practice it might be possible for, your slut.”

Hyde was hard as he read the message from Nan. She still had a thing for Hyde’s, or should I say Dan’s, big cock. It must be difficult to get something like that out of your mind once it has been in your pussy. She was asking to suck his giant cock!

Dan had been asking me about another trip to the lake to fish and relax. I decided it might be a good time to take him up on that suggestion. I made certain I bumped into him at lunch.

“Dan, I have been thinking about going up to the cabin next weekend,” I began. “Are you interested?”

“You know it, Buddy!” he responded quickly. “I always have a great time there.”

“I was wondering if I could ask you for a little favor, Dan. I don’t think it should upset you too much,” I laughed,

“Sure, Steve,” answered Dan. “What do you need?”

“About another four inches,” I told him.

“Is it your wife?” he asked. “Does she need another lesson or something?”

“You are quite astute, and very persuasive with that monster cock of yours,” I replied. “I happen to know she longs for another encounter with your power tool. She will do anything to please your cock, Dan, and she doesn’t even know who you are or what you look like!”

“Not to brag, Steve, but that seems to fairly common for me. Women want to experience it at least once, and more than a few come back for more.” Dan chuckled. “How do you want me to work it?”

We spend several minutes going over my plan and agreed on a course of action. All Hyde had to do was to get Nan to the cabin for the weekend. Hyde sent Nan a message.

“You are such a slut! You want to suck my monster cock, but you won’t be able to swallow it. I will reward you with a big load for your belly if you do a good job. Go with your hubby next time he goes to his fishing cabin and you will get a chance to ride my cock again, you little whore.”

Hyde may been a bit coarse but Nan seemed to respond to that sort of treatment. It was only a few minutes later that I received her answer.

“I cannot risk my husband finding out! I love him dearly, even as I betray him for you. Don’t put me in a position to loose my husband, please. You know I will please you. Your humbly pleading slut.”

Hyde and I both had mixed emotions about this note. He wanted total obedience and I wanted a wife that truly loved me. I felt good that she stated that, but I worried about her mind set after the weekend. I wrote back.

“You need to have more faith, whore. I will not ruin your marriage. I certainly don’t want some slut trying to blame me for her problems. You want my cock. Go fishing!”

I sent the message off and went back to work. The rest of the day seemed to drag on forever. Nan had a wonderful dinner prepared when I got home. She even made a pie for dessert! I knew she was up to something and it didn’t take long for her to bring it up.

We sat down to watch a movie and Nan was soon giving me an enjoyable, slow blowjob. How things had changed! Dan’s cock and my imagination could do anything but cure cancer.

After Nan had swallowed my entire load, she slipped out of her clothes and snuggled up to me. She took my hand and placed it on her tits so I would play with her while we watched the tube.

“Do you have any plans of going fishing at the cabin anytime soon?” she asked. I felt my cock stir again.

“As a matter of fact, I was thinking about it at work today,” I answered. “I was tossing around the idea of going up this weekend, but I really hate to leave you here alone. I know how you hate fishing and beer drinking and all that ‘guy’ stuff. Maybe I’ll just stay home with my sweet little wife and give her some extra loving.”

“You would stay home for me, Steve?” she asked. “That is so sweet. No wonder I love you so much! I have a better idea, though. Why don’t I go up to the cabin with you? I don’t have to fish, but I can have a few drinks, relax and cook for you.”

“I must be in heaven!” I laughed. “You have a deal!”

I knew she was after the monster cock and it made me incredibly horny. My dick was hard again. It did not go unnoticed. Nan gave it a pull and laughed.

“It appears that someone else likes the idea, too. Is this big guy for me?” she asked.

I took her right there on the couch and then again when we went to bed. This whole thing was making us both very horny.

When I got in from work Friday, Nan had everything ready to go. She had even bought a couple cases of beer and some wine. I began to think she understood what fishing was all about! I threw everything in the car, remembering my fishing license and tackle, and we headed for the lake.

We had a nice dinner on the way and didn’t arrive until quite late. We unpacked and Nan made up our bed. We sat and watched the lights reflect off the lake and drank some beer and wine. By the time we went to bed we were really horny and fucked like minks.

Next morning I was up shortly after daybreak and got my gear in the boat. Ann put a couple six packs and a few sandwiches in a cooler for me. I thought to myself that she didn’t want me to wander back home too soon. I kissed her and pushed off. 

I went around a point and headed for shore. There was Dan’s van in a parking area. He was standing next to it as I stepped on shore. 

“You are right on time, Steve! Is Nan at the cabin waiting her knight with the large lance?” he laughed.

“You should see all the beer and food she sent with me!” I responded. “She is hoping I won’t get back till dark.”

“Well, let the games begin,” chuckled Dan. “No disrespect to your wife, but I still hope to get some time fishing today.”

I left the boat tied up and rode back to our cabin with Dan. He shook my hand and headed for the front door of the cabin while I remained hidden in the rear of the van. I heard him knock and then say something about using the phone. When I heard the door close, I eased out the back of the van and raced around to the small deck overlooking the lake. I had left all the windows open and uncovered. I crawled into the second bedroom and quietly opened the door a crack. Dan was talking on the phone and Nan was doing a few dishes in the sink.

“I am calling from a cabin on the south end of the lake,” he boomed into the phone. “Well, there is a good looking woman here. She looks like she has some great tits, too. They are the kind you want to suck till you can’t suck any more!”

Nan looked up suddenly at Dan’s remarks and blushed. She started looking around as if she wanted to know where the nearest exit was. Dan smiled at her as he continued.

“I bet her pussy is tighter than hell. She has the look of a fantastic cock sucker, too,” he added. “Of course, she may not be able to handle my tool.”

With that he unzipped his pants and hauled out his behemoth. With a cock like Dan’s, there was no reason to use guile. 

Nan gasped when she saw Dan’s meat hanging out of his shorts. It was bigger than mine and it was still limp! I had forgotten what an appendage he carried. He smiled at Nan and motioned her to come to him.

“Yeah, I think she is going to suck my cock right now,” he stated. “I know how these married sluts are. They want lots of cock, and I have it to give. It looks like she is drooling already!”

Nan was licking her lips and breathing fast. Dan motioned again and she began to approach him.

“I have to go now,” Dan announced. “The little whore wants my cock.”

Nan seemed to be in a trance as she made her way slowly to Dan. Her eyes never left his manhood. She stopped in front of Dan. I don’t know if she even looked at his face. His cock was her focal point. It seems that Dan packed an element that was stronger than Kryptonite!

“You claim to be able to suck cock, you slut. Get on your knees and see how you do with this one. It isn’t some miniature, like your husband’s,” he added for my benefit.

Nan slowly went to her knees and reached for the pole hanging before her. Her hand looked tiny compared to Dan’s dick. I was wondering if she was strong enough to lift the damn thing! She brought it up to her face and kissed it several times. Then she began to lavish it with licks and sucked on the huge head for a few minutes.

“Suck my cock you whore,” urged Dan. “I know you want to swallow my first load, don’t you?”

Nan increased her sucking efforts when Dan spoke. He pulled his cock from her mouth and asked, “Did you say you wanted my first load in your throat, Bitch?”

Nan nodded her head and reached to pull Dan’s cock back to her mouth. It was getting harder and growing every second. Nan began sucking and slurping like nothing I had ever seen, or heard. The only sound in the cabin was Nan pleasing the huge cock with her mouth. She was trying to deep throat Dan, but the head was way to large to fit in her throat. Still, she kept trying.

I quietly walked into the room behind Nan and got very close. The roof could have fallen in and she would not have noticed. The giant cock in her mouth was her entire world. Dan began to moan.

“Here it comes, slut! Take my load and swallow it!” he groaned. 

He held Nan’s head tighter to his huge member and began to shake. I stepped in close to Nan and put my face near hers as Dan began firing his missiles. Nan finally noticed me as Dan shot a load that puffed her cheeks out. She had a frantic expression as she swallowed to keep from drowning! Dan held her head on his cock and kept pumping.

After what seemed like a pint of cum was forced into Nan’s stomach, Dan pulled her head off his cock and shot a couple ropes across Nan’s face and hair. Nan gasped for air as soon as her mouth was empty. She was staring at me as Dan shoved his cock back into her mouth.

“Clean my cock off, slut. You know how to finish off a good blowjob,” demanded Dan.

Nan was sucking and then licking on Dan’s tool as she looked at me. It was as if she though she thought she was in a dream and would wake up soon. 

“Who is your friend, Nan?” I asked as Dan’s cock slipped from her mouth. 

She was too stunned to speak. She just looked at me as Dan rubbed his cock over her face. He played this up for all it was worth. I kept looking at Nan, even as my own cock throbbed.

“I don’t… I don’t know who he is,” she finally managed.

“You don’t know who’s cock you just sucked,” I asked. “You don’t know who just filled your belly with sperm?”

“It does sound terrible, I know, Nan admitted. “He just used the phone and then told me to give him a blowjob, and I did.”

“Did he hurt you, or threaten you, to make you do it?” I questioned. “Do you want me to call the police?”

“No!” she almost shouted. “He didn’t force me.”

All this time Dan was rubbing his cock on Nan’s cheeks and nose. I had to give Dan credit. He really knew how to push the envelope!

I stood up and went to the fridge. It was around 9:30 but I grabbed a couple beers and handed one to Dan. I opened the other and sat at the table.

“Do you care to sit down and explain to me what is going on, Nan?” I asked. “I am a bit confused.”

Nan slowly walked to the table and sat. Dan came over and stood behind her. He put a hand on her shoulders and massaged her lightly as he sipped on his beer. Nan looked a little annoyed at Dan but didn’t say anything to him. She was so shook up that the strangeness of Dan’s behavior, and mine, didn’t seem to register.

“I had my hair caught and couldn’t get loose and he got me all hot and I let him, I put him inside my vagina and have been thinking of him since,” she babbled.

As I sat there drinking my beer and listening to Nan, Dan put his beer on the table and slid his hands inside Nan’s shirt. She hadn’t worn a bra and it was obvious he was playing with her tits.

“That story didn’t make much sense, Nan,” I told her.

Dan began undoing her buttons as she tried to answer.

“I got so horny when my hair was caught and I couldn’t see that I let him fuck me with his big cock,” she managed.

Dan had her shirt open and removed it from Nan’s body. He then began concentrating on her jeans as she sat there.

I took another sip of my beer and looked at Nan. “You got horny because your hair was stuck and you were blind and a guy with a big cock comes along and fucks you? Is that what you are telling me?”

Dan picked Nan up to her feet and slid her jeans down. She wore no underwear. He then sat on the chair and pulled her onto his lap. He slid a finger inside her and began manipulating her like a puppet.

“I wasn’t blind. I couldn’t see. I think it was him, but I couldn’t see, so I don’t really know. I put him inside me because he made me want his huge cock.” Nan responded.

Dan was playing with her pussy and making all kinds of squishy noises. There was no doubt she was wet! He had two big fingers inside her and Nan was shaking.

“Nan, that story is not very believable. I know your eyesight is fine, and I also think that that cock is way too big to ever fit in your little pussy,” I stated.

Dan raised Nan up over his impressive hard on and slowly lowered her down on it.

“It does seem impossible,” Nan moaned. “It is sooo big! I don’t think it will fit!” she groaned.

Dan winked at me and kept moving Nan up and down on his shaft. He was allowing her time to adjust to his mammoth pussy pleaser. Nan was beginning to sweat and the cum Dan had shot on her face began to run. Some made its way to her left eye. She closed it as Dan worked more and more of his meat into my wife’s little slit.

“Do you mean you couldn’t see because his cum was in your eyes?” I asked. “It looks like you have that problem right now.”

“Noooo! I, it was the sink, and it was so big! I couldn’t resist!” Nan groaned as she looked at me with her good eye.

“So a big sink was hard to resist, and you were unable to see, and a big cock was all you could think about? Nan, what are you telling me?” I questioned.

Dan was almost buried to his balls and Nan was in sensory overdrive. It was obvious she was cumming steadily on his giant prick. She had one eye opened, but could no longer see. 

“It is so big! I can’t help it! Fill my pussy!” she gasped. 

I picked up my digital camera and took some pictures of Nan’s face, her cunt being filled, and Dan’s hands pinching her tits. She was moving on her own as Dan directed her by pulling her nipples up and down. Her ass was bottoming out on Dan now and she was in ecstasy!

Dan leaned forward without losing his place in my wife’s cunt and leaned her over the table. He then began to give her the power fucking she had received in our kitchen. Her tits were flat against the table and her good eye was starring at me, like a squid or something. I could not determine if anything registered in her brain. I sat there sipping on my beer with my face only a foot or so from Nan’s. She was groaning and moaning, but seemed unable to put voice to any thoughts. 

“It seems that you were telling the truth about that cock fitting in your pussy, but you will have to come up with a better explanation, Nan,” I told her as I stood. “This is some of the best fishing weather I have ever seen and I have to get back on the lake.”

I took one backward glance as I opened the door. Dan waved with one hand as he held Nan’s hair in the other. He was giving her long, deep strokes. I had to admit to myself that he was one tremendous cocksman! Nan seemed unaware that I was leaving, or even that the world existed.

I went to my boat and fished for several hours. I was making a pass by our cabin when Dan came out and flagged me down. I turned to shore and he grabbed a pole and started for the boat.

“She fell asleep, so I thought I would catch up with you and get some fishing in,” Dan offered as he stepped into the boat. “How are they biting?”

“I have hooked a couple decent sized fish,” I responded. “I almost had a ten-pounder in my net, but the line broke before I could get him.”

“Sure,” replied Dan. “Was that before, or after, aliens came down and abducted you?”

That was the way it was between Dan and me. We were comfortable with each other and spent a couple lazy hours fishing and drinking beer. We made our way back to the cabin at dusk. 

I went inside while Dan cleaned our catch. Nan was sleeping in the second bedroom. She was naked and cum was still oozing from her cleft and there was more dried on her tits and face. She must have had some workout!

I prepared things for dinner and when Dan brought the fish in, I fried them up. We had another beer with the fish dinner. It just didn’t get much better!

It was after nine and I had been up early. The water, sun, and beer had taken its toll and I was exhausted. Dan began washing the dishes as I headed for bed. 

“Thanks, Dan. I am beat!” I explained. “I am hitting the sack!”

Dan looked at me and then glanced at the room in which Nan was sleeping. I shrugged my shoulders and went to bed. 

It was in the small hours of the night I was awakened by the sound of the shower running. I dozed back to sleep only to feel Nan crawl into bed next to me. She lay very still and quiet, careful not to touch me. I rolled over and laid my leg on her and placed my arm on her chest and nuzzled my face into her neck and hair. I felt her relax and she reached out to hold me tightly to her. We fell asleep like that.




Kryptonite Ch. 03



As light came through the window, I climbed from bed and got dressed. Nan was still sleeping. Dan was up and making pancakes when I went into the kitchen. He put a plate full in front of me as I sat down. We ate a delicious breakfast and began to clean things up.

That was when Nan came into the kitchen. She sat at the table and looked at me. I smiled at her.

“Good morning, sleepy head. You must be hungry! Would you like me to make you some pancakes?” I asked.

Dan strolled over behind Nan and began squeezing her breasts. Nan looked at his hands and then at me. 

“Are you going to allow him to do this to me?” she demanded.

“You sure seemed to want it yesterday,” I replied. “You are a grown woman and can make your own decisions. Do you want him to stop?”

“Steve, I want you to make him stop! I want to be your wife, and no one else’s. I want to keep you till I die. Have I ruined that?” she asked with a tear slowly working down her cheek.

Before I could answer, she continued. “I don’t know why I gave in to this guy so easily. I don’t know why you didn’t kill him, or me, or both of us. Are you planning to divorce me?”

Dan slid his hands inside Nan’s blouse and was feeling her tits and pinching her nipples. He always pushed everything!

“Nan, I love you and certainly have no intentions of ever leaving you. Do you think you can be happy with me?” I wanted to know. “My cock is about average.”

“If you could get this fellow to release my tits, I would hug you, Steve! You are more than enough man for me!” cried Nan.

“Dan, get your hands out of her shirt and let her come to me,” I insisted. “You may have to fish without me, at least for a while!”

Dan laughed as he removed his hands, and Nan jumped up and came to me. She sat in my lap and kissed me hard. 

“After you make love to me, you have some ‘splainin’ to do, Steve! It is hard to believe, but you had something to do with my seduction! I hope you got whatever you wanted. I got more than I wanted, I think!” she laughed. “I have literally had my fill of Big-boy over there. I am definitely a one-man woman now, and forever. I will be the best wife you could ever imagine.”

“You already are!” I laughed. “Don’t even try to guess what I can imagine!” 



Kryptonite



I looked at Dan with panic. He smiled at me and shook his head. He was telling me not to worry and I immediately felt better.

“You better fuck the shit out of your husband, slut. If you get knocked up he will think it is his. You will do that, won’t you?” asked Dan.

“Yes! I want him to think any baby is his. I can’t lose him,” confessed Nan. “I will make him believe it is his!”

“Good girl,” continued Dan. “If it is a boy, name it Daniel, you hear?” He was grinning from ear to ear now. 

“I promise I will,” replied Nan. “Now would you please help me out of this situation? I cannot stand this way much longer.”

Dan pulled out of her and the cum trickled down her thighs. He wiped his cock on her ass and replaced it in his pants.

“I will put a pair of scissors on the counter and you can cut your way free after I leave,” Dan offered. 

He walked over to me and pushed me out of the kitchen. Then he whispered to me to get my tackle and get the car running, which I quickly did. I waited only a minute and Dan came hurrying out the door and jumped into the car. I backed out and sped up the road. 

“We will not mention this to anyone, agreed?” asked Dan. I nodded my assent.

“I hope that brings her around, man. She is some nice piece of ass. You are a lucky man,” Dan stated.

I realized he was right. We went on to have a great weekend fishing and drinking beer. I did wonder what sort of reception I would get when I got home on Sunday evening.