2 comments/ 3441 views/ 4 favorites Poor Filthy Ana Ch. 01 By: analynntaylor My new me! The phone rang as I was stepping out of the shower; it was Saturday and I was getting ready for my doctor's appointment at 1 pm. As I reached for the phone I quickly glanced at the clock, it was noon, so time was precious for me and I hoped it that call didn't take much of my time. - Hello! - I said; a hint of happiness could be felt on the tone of that simply word I said. -Mrs. Taylor, hello - it was my doctor's nurse Stephanie - I am very sorry to say this but Doctor Smith will be late today and will not be able to attend you. Something unexpected came up... Mr. Taylor's appointment will still be at 1 pm. We will call when he has time. Thank you for understanding. -It's okay Stephanie. I will wait for your call; you know I need to see doctor Smith. All of a sudden, I was in no rush anymore. I was going to stay home today and I was going to get pretty. -Who was it dear? - Ricky asked showing up his head thru the door of the bathroom. -My appointment was cancelled; something came up for Mr. Smith, but your appointment is still at 1 pm, so you better hurry up. Want me to go with you, dear? -Nah, it's okay, you can stay home.- Ricky's brown eyes were fully eyeing me from head to toe and he simply said - those past six months in the gym surely paid off, you are looking so gorgeous, take good care of that body, please. - He said that as he went back to the bedroom. I looked in the mirror; I was naked, he was right, my hair was wet, a few drops of water still running down my body. I was a bit short, 5' 2", 117 lbs. I grabbed my breasts, one in each hand; they were small, firm, perhaps because of the lack of use. It felt good squeezing them. I had promised to be faithful, and was determined to do so. I wrapped the towel around me and went to the bedroom. He had his jeans on already and was buttoning his shirt up; gosh, he looked so handsome. He was 38 years old, 5' 8", and 187 lbs. -I will wait for you here, then, okay, babe? - I said dropping the towel and grabbing his shoulders from the back - Perhaps we can do something tonight. He turned and said - mmm, perhaps... got to go now! - And he gave me a quick kiss on the lips and waled away. He ran downstairs, and heard the door slammed. I looked thru the window as I saw our compact car being driven off by him. I couldn't help but to think that he was running away from me, I felt lonely, but quickly brushed that feeling aside... it was a new me and I needed to be positive, perhaps he was just worried for his doctor's appointment and didn't have time for me right now. Maybe tonight he would have time for me. I intended to get very sexy; so I opened a drawer and pulled out a Victoria's secret pink silk panties and a matching bra to go with it... Oh my God! They felt so good touching my skin. They fit so perfectly on my body and they looked good on me, too! All of a sudden the phone rang again, I grabbed my mobile phone and saw Doctor Smith's name on the identifier -Hello Mr. Smith, my favorite doctor! - I said trying to sound happy pretending to hide my voice excited with emotion. -Hi Mrs. Taylor - he said. I still couldn't get used to the idea of me being now Mrs. Taylor. Just yesterday I was Mr. Taylor and now I was trapped in my wife body. -I will make it at 2 pm. Is that fine with you? -His deep voice sounded so manly. He was around 50 years old, still looked so strong; every time I shook his hand it felt like it was made of iron. He was about 6 ft and easily 215 lbs. He wore a close trimmed beard that made him look so handsome. -Sure! I will be more than glad to see you today - I said, catching myself hoping it didn't sounded like if I was flirting; which I wasn't. -oh, and please don't tell Mr. Taylor, I will surprise him there, okay? -Okay, see you at 2 pm, then. Well, it was barely 12:30 pm. As I sat on the edge of the bed I wondered how I got into this situation. I very well knew the answer: It was this or our relationship would be over. We had been together for 20 years; I was 20 and she was 18. She was pregnant from somebody else when we got together, so now we had an 18 year old daughter. Victoria was a good daughter, she was smart, had good grades in school, and she respected me even though she knew I wasn't her real dad. She was the perfect daughter except that she was dating Tommy; he was the type of guy who always has girls around him; he was the school football star and I knew he just wanted to get into Victoria's pants. My relationship with Ana was sour from the beginning, but we stuck to each other, may be she felt compromised because I took her daughter in, I don't know, but we were always arguing; for anything, she said I didn't give her enough in bed; but how could I? Deep down I always had thoughts of being with other men. Although I never carried out my secret fantasies because of fear of rejection. Besides, I did love my wife very much, or was it just that I was used to being with her? Or maybe I wanted to fit right in society as a normal person, I don't know, but I didn't want to lose her. On the other hand, I always had suspected that she was seeing other men; she always affirmed that she was a faithful woman and I never caught her with no one else, but the thought of her cheating was always there, I suspected any man around her. Six months ago she told me she had found a doctor that could swap bodies. She explained to me that he did it with electrical shots on specific parts of the brain. That sounded crazy. I was just listening and then she told me: -Richard, we need to do this to save our relationship. You have always a suspicious mind on me, and I don't get enough attention from you. I believe that if we swap our roles for a while, for six months, you could find out how faithful I have been to you. On the other hand, if I am you, then I can teach you want I really need done to me in bed.- Her voice was soft and hopeful. -You are crazy, Ana! -I said. -Well, it's this or we are finish. I don't want this kind of life forever; tomorrow at noon we have the appointment. - She said as she got up and started walking out of the room, then as she got to the door she stopped and she slowly turned around and said: -Richard, I am not asking you, you have no choice, bitch. So we did went, and six months later, just yesterday I woke up as a new me and was loving every minute of it. Doctor Smith explained that we had to be careful and not make any decisions that would ruin the other persons reputation or life when we were on the swap. -Remember... six months and you will be back to your old selves again, if you want. And you wouldn't want a messed up life, right? - He said. Back to reality, I had to get dressed for my appointment, what should I wear? I pulled a nylon hose on my legs; the silky feeling made me feel so delicious, I took a pair of blue jeans and put them on; they were so tight on me that I struggled a bit pulling them on. I looked in the mirror and I looked so hot; it was then I decided to go walking to my appointment. It was not far from home and I wondered how people would look at me. Was I hot enough to have men stare at me? How does that feel: being wanted by men?... I wondered as I put on some stylish brown knee high boots with no heels; that didn't do much for my height, but oh well, I was walking and wanted to be relaxed; I put on a white blouse revealing a little bit of cleavage. I sprayed a little Premiere on them, the scent was so sexy; I made me a pony tail; put on some quick make up; I had six months of schooling by my wife, and let me tell you that I did my homework. Grabbed a Balenciaga bag and as I put on some sun glasses I couldn't help to think: Oh my gosh! I am so glam and am proud of it! As I walked out of the house I looked at the time, 1 pm, got one hour to walk, so I took a slow stride thru the neighborhood. I could see men staring at me, but I pretended to ignore them and kept walking as if they didn't exist. I started to shake a little bit my behind as I kept walking. About 10 minutes of this and I felt a car slowed down behind me, it slowed down to the point where the passenger window was next to me, and then I heard a voice said: -Hi pretty thing! Can I give you a ride? - It sounded like a young man's voice, no more than 25 years old I guessed and felt so sexy that someone that young would find me attractive. I still ignored him and kept walking. - Hey sexy! I don't bite; can I know your name? Please? - He insisted. So I turned and said pointing at my wedding ring on my left hand: - Look young man! I am married. -Mrs. Taylor! I am sorry, I didn't know it was you, I am sorry. - I was surprised to find out it was my daughter's boyfriend Tommy. -I knew you were no good for Victoria, Tommy. You can't be walking around trying to flirt with every woman you see. - I said as I took my sun glasses off looking him straight into his eyes. -We definitively need to talk- I said as I thought this was my chance to get things straight with him since my daughter had told us that Tommy had been insisted on having sex with her. Victoria was still a virgin and she wanted to remain so until marriage, the thing was that Tommy wasn't looking seriously at being committed to someone for life at such a young age. -Yes Mrs. Taylor, whatever you say, but please don't tell Vicky. - I laughed inside; he looked so worried and felt a bit bad for him, so I told him: -is the offer for the ride still up? -Sure Mrs. Taylor, I will take you. - He quickly got off the car and walked fast to the passenger door to open the door for me. I couldn't help but to feel good for that gesture. -Tommy, please go to the park down on fifth avenue and stop there, what I have to say won't take long. - I had no idea how to start or what to say. So he drove for 2 minutes and found a good parking place with shade from the trees. The doctor's office was less than a block away from there. -Look Tommy, you know my Vicky loves you very much and she would love to marry you in the future. She hasn't been with a man yet and it disturbs her when you pressure her into having sex. I imagine you have been with other women, and I respect that, but I don't want my daughter to be another one on your list. Look Tommy, I can't tell her to leave you, and I can't tell you to stay away from her either, may be you will turn out to be a good couple in the future, but as of now I just want to ask you not to pressure my daughter anymore... please. -Mrs. Taylor... hummm, I don't know how to say this, but I do love your daughter also. Is just that since I have been with other women I find myself wanting to have sex, the feeling won't stop and I am not in the position to promise you anything. I am sorry. I looked straight into his eyes and felt a bit sorry for him; he was barely 20 years old and was at his sexual peek; he would have sex with anybody. After like about 30 seconds of silence and looking at each other's eyes I told him with excitement: -Tommy! I have an idea! You know there are women who would have sex for money; you know, no feelings are involved just plain sex and after that each just go on about their own business. I could help you out with that! Tommy's face froze, his jaw dropped and his eyes opened wide open. -Are you serious, Mrs. Taylor? -Yes Tommy. -But you are Vicky's mom, I mean; you are so beautiful I would love to make love to you! Are you sure you are not playing a game on me? My face's turn to freeze now! Tommy was actually thinking I was offering myself to have sex with him! -No, no, no, no Tommy! That's not what I meant; what I did try to say was that I could give you the money to go find yourself a prostitute and do your thing to her! We both looked at each other for a long time, not making any move, and then we both started laughing at the same time. -You really thought I wanted to have sex with you, Tommy? - I asked. -Yeah! I am sorry Mrs. Taylor. Ha, it sounded too good to be true. I looked at the time, 1:35 pm; it was almost time for my appointment. I leaned over to Tommy and kissed him on the cheek and told him: - Got to go... but thank you Tommy for listening... and thank you for... mmm... thank you for thinking I am sexy enough to... never mind, that was very sweet, though. I opened my bag and got two twenty dollar bills, rolled them up and kept them in my hand; I opened the door, got out and closed it softly behind me. I turned and leaned into the window and reached my hand into his hand giving him the bills and said: -Tommy, here is my part of the deal, please go see somebody, don't get your feelings involved, just do your thing, and call me Monday morning; we need to finish our talk about Victoria, okay? - He grabbed my hand, and there were a few seconds of silence. He looked me straight into my eyes and said: -I will get me one, I will get a good one, Mrs. Taylor, no feelings involved and I will not pressure Vicky anymore. He got the bills and put them in his pocket, I exhaled relieved that I had success with this matter. I hoped he got a prostitute before Monday. I then turned around and walked fast. I reached the doctor's office and walked up the three steps towards the door and push it open. There was no one in sight. -Hello! - I said softly, looking at the clock on the wall it was 1:45 pm. There was no answer. I walked softly towards the rooms, and one more time I said softly: -Hello! - No answer. I looked into a room and there was no one there, just an empty bed. I tip toed into the second room, not wanting to make a sound, holding my breath and wondering where would my husband be, he was supposed to be having his appointment: a massage to get him used to his new body. Then I froze, I had a glance of Stephanie's back massaging Ricky, he was lying completely naked with a towel covering his eyes. Stephanie was around 40 years old, and she looked very pretty; her body was almost like mines but looked taller because she wore high spiked heels. Richard had an erection and Stephanie had both hands on it, I was surprised because I don't remember ever having an erection that big. Stephanie was slowly stroking it up and down. Then I heard her say: -I think this body looks better on you then on your husband. - While she said that, she slowly pulled her mouth over the big purple head and wrapped her red lips around it. It was so big that she could barely fit it in her mouth. I felt betrayed and took a step back, I couldn't watch any longer, I didn't want to make a sound. When I turned I saw Doctor Smith walking towards me... I walked towards him not wanting him to see what was going on behind that door. So I put on a fake smile. -Hi Doctor Smith. I just stepped in and was looking for you. He looked so big, bigger now that I had a smaller body. I took out my hand and he grabbed it with that big hand of his, it felt like a piece of iron and at the same time so gentle, and shook my small hand carefully. He pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss on the cheek. -Sorry for making you wait.- His beard felt so wonderful against my cheek and couldn't help but to smell his cologne, mmm so good. -Please come into my office. - He said as he put his arm around my shoulder. -By the way, you look beautiful, Mrs. Taylor. -Thank you! - I said, I felt flattered, just as a warning thought from my husband came to my mind: "be careful: every man will try to get into your pants". I reminded myself that I had promised to be faithful. And I did intend to, but now that I had found my husband with another woman, I didn't know. Well, it was not Ricky's fault, I thought, he is as getting used to his new body just as I am. So I will give him the benefit of the doubt. -Have a seat, Ana. - It sounded different now calling me by my name, more familiar, and I did like it. He locked the door while I took a seat. -Take all your clothes off, and lay on that bed, please. We need to get you used to that new gorgeous body of yours. - At first, I was embarrassed, all I could mumbled was: -please don't look. He laughed, and closed his eyes and said: -I won't look. Well, I have to, it just business Ana, so don't worry about an old man like me. I laughed and started stripping. Took my boots off, then my jeans. Then the nylon hose and my blouse, but kept the panties and the bra on. Got on the bed and he covered me with a sheet. -I said completely naked. - He commanded me. So I did take them off under the sheets. I was nervous, but pretended not to. He took off the sheet and I closed my eyes, like if by closing my eyes he wouldn't have looked at my naked body. I wasn't moving at all, and then he said: -I think you got the best part of the deal, Ana; I wouldn't blame you if you decide at the end to keep this body. Do you like it, Ana? Do you like being a woman? I didn't say anything, but was feeling butterflies in my stomach. I was honestly expecting him to start caressing me, but didn't make a move. I had made up my mind to stop him if he did, but deep down I didn't know if I would have had the strength to do it. -Mmmm, I don't think you know yet what that feels like, I mean, you can't answer that unless you have a man make love to you and penetrate you in any way possible, right? I believe your husband will do that part tonight; I will wait for your answer then. And if doesn't make you feel like a woman, someone else will, Ana.- I heard him open a bottle, and rub something in his hands. He then placed his hands on my knees, I shivered but he leaned closer towards me and whispered softly: -strictly business, Ana... unless you tell me otherwise. He started rubbing my legs and working his way up to my thighs, very slowly, but very firmly, I was very excited. He then rubbed my tummy, I loved the way he placed both of his hands on my small waist, he got to my breasts and then he suddenly stopped, he opened the bottle again and squirted some of that liquid on my breasts, I then knew he was going to spend some time rubbing them, but I didn't care. It felt so good. Just then I heard a knock and he stopped. -Busy with a patient! - He yelled. -Mr. Taylor is finished. - Stephanie said. -Tell him his wife is here, she is almost done also. -Okay. He looked at me and told me: -Ana, get dressed and go to your husband. Be a real woman tonight, and remember, if he can't make you feel like a real woman someone else will, okay? -He will, doctor, he will tonight. He laughed as he walked out. I got dressed and walked out. My husband was talking to Stephanie and it seemed they were having a good time. They looked at me and tried to act formal, but there was a strong smell of semen in the air... I knew right away he had finished in her mouth, or her face, it didn't matter where, but he had been unfaithful to me. I walked towards my husband and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him in the lips, i wanted Stephanie to know that he was mine: -Hi baby! I miss you. He pushed me away and he said: -Let's go home. I couldn't believe it! A few minutes ago I had seen him with the biggest erection ever in the mouth of another woman and now as I tried to claim my property he pushed me away... that was so humiliating, and felt terrible. What was going on? Were they lovers? Did he love me? As we walked out and got close to the car I waited for him to open the door for me, but nothing, he just got into the driving seat and waited for me to get inside. I did so and as I closed the door asked him: -Ricky, do you love me? I love you, babe, but I think you don't. -Why do you say that? I told him straight out -Cause I think you are having an affair with Stephanie. -You must be out of your mind! We barely swap bodies yesterday and you are already saying I am the unfaithful one. I tell you this much, I won't tolerate this shit anymore; you either apologize or else go your own way. Poor Filthy Ana Ch. 01 He was right; I was always suspecting him of cheating. And now here I was again. -I'm sorry baby, I will be good, I won't say anything anymore, I will be a good wife. I will do anything you say, but please don't leave me. Tomorrow I will go to church and will ask father Leo for advice on how to be a good wife. Please forgive me. Ricky then looked at me, didn't say anything, grabbed me by the back of my head, pulled me towards him by the hair and kissed me, soft at first, and then wildly... he pushed his tongue deep inside my mouth and I corresponded. Then, all of the sudden he stopped and said: -Behave, bitch. Gosh, I was so desperately in need of passion, but couldn't get my man to go all the way with me. I calmed myself thinking that perhaps tonight would be the night. It had to be, Victoria was spending the night with her friends and no one would bother us at home, it would just be Ricky and me. ***** Tell me how you want Ana's life to develop. Guess who she will get involved with. Poor Filthy Ana Ch. 02 "As long as love is not involved". He drove not saying a word. I didn't know what to say, I had made him mad by insinuating he had something with Stephanie. He received a message on his mobile and looked at it, 30 seconds later he received another, looked at it and placed his mobile in his pocket. -Who is it, babe? – I asked. -Nothing important. – He said. We got home, and walked inside the house, no one was there, and Vicky was spending the weekend over at her friends. "I hope Tommy is not there", I thought. -I'm going to get comfortable, Ricky. –I said reaching for the fridge and grabbing a beer, I opened it and gave it to him. "Let's get him in the mood", I thought while he grabbed it and gulped it all the way down. -You must have been thirsty honey, let me get you another one. –I said. When I got back to the living room, he was already sitting on the couch, had the control on one hand flipping channels and reached for the beer with the other one. I turned and while I walked upstairs to our bedroom, I kept wondering who was that messaging him, well, I intended to keep my promise and will try not to be jealous, but something deep down told me that those messages were from Stephanie. I undressed completely, slip on a black lace strappy v-string panties and a black push up bra that made my 32's look like 34's. I opened the closet door and decided for a white high waist slim short sleeve V neck with black polka dot dress. My waist seemed smaller and it made my breast look bigger. Finally, I put on some sandals. I looked and felt real sexy but at the same time I didn't want to look to desperate for attention. I went downstairs and Richard was still watching TV, I grabbed two beers now and handled him a third one while I took a small sip from mine. –Can I sit next to you? –I said, not waiting for a response I sat next to him and he put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. Wow, two beers and finally he was responding to me. I placed my beer on the floor and laid on the couch placing my head on his lap, he had his eyes on the TV screen but started caressing my hair. -We are going to save our marriage, right honey? –I asked feeling hopeful. -Of course we are, Ana. We are going thru a lot for it, so we can't give up. I love you a lot. –He said. It felt good to be reassured of the love he felt for me. I started caressing his leg, and felt his groin starting to get hard against my cheek. "I'm finally going to find out what it feels to be a woman", I thought. I reached for the zipper on his pants and slowly pulled it down while I heard him take another sip of his beer. He placed his left hand on my ass and started caressing it; he then pulled his hand inside my dress kept caressing it firmly. I pulled my hand inside his pants and found what I have been craving for, I set it free from his imprisonment and started stroking it softly up and down, I couldn't but to think that Stephanie had done the same a few hours ago and felt a bit jealous, but calmed myself down thinking: "this is mine's Stephanie". Just as I was slowly easing my tongue on the tip and having a taste of the salty precum, I heard the vibration of his mobile receiving a message, I pretended like I didn't notice but felt him reach for it and read it... who was it? I was sure it was that bitch again. "Well, tell that bitch I have your cock in my mouth" I thought while I wrapped my lips around the throbbing head. It was so big I could just have the head inside while I slowly played with it with my tongue. I heard Ricky moan with pleasure... but then he said: "Ohhh Stephanie". He caught himself and kept quiet. –What did you called me? –I asked furiously standing up. -What did you expected? You keep nagging me about her I got confused. It's your fault, bitch. –He yelled. I couldn't believe it! He blamed me for his infidelity, and all I could do was turn around and cry, I put both of my hands on my face and knelt on the floor and started crying. Just then, I heard the doorbell: Ding Dong. I couldn't believe it! Who could it be? What should I do? There was like 30 seconds of silence and Ricky and I just kept still, suddenly there was a knock on the door and a voice yelling: -Ricky! I know you are in the house! Look what I got for you, my boy! -I recognized Tyrone's voice, my friend, well, now my husband's friend. He was a beer drinker, and always loved to come to our house and just hang around. I got up, got myself together and went to open the door. –Hi Ana! Surprise! We hope you don't mind me and Jeanette dropping by... look got a little something for Ricky. –He said pointing at a 24 pack of beer. -Hi Ana... Tyrone wanted to come see Ricky, so I came with him. Damn girl, you are looking good! –She said giving me a kiss on the cheek. –Hope you don't mind. "Not at all", I thought with sarcasm, and said: -thank you, you look fine also, Jeanette. So to make a long story short, Richard and Tyrone sat in front of the TV, drinking beer and occasionally getting up to go to the restroom. Jeanette and I talked about little nothings, and we also had some beers. It was when I started feeling a little tipsy that I got the nerve to tell her: -Jeanette, me and Ricky are going thru some problems, I want to work on our marriage, you know, he don't pay me as much attention as I want and I think he is cheating on me, is this normal or am I just a jealous girl? –I said. She stared at me, leaned towards me and said softly: -I have the other problem –she chuckled- He wants sex every day, he is a bull in bed and I can't keep up with him, besides he is so big, it looks like he has another arm down there, and my poor little self can't take it too often. –Now that she said it, that couple seems kind of odd, he was black and tall, and she was blonde and short. -What do you do? –I asked curiously. -What else? He cheats and I let him. –She said very quietly. -Don't you get jealous? –I asked? -Nope... not as long as he tells me who he fucks and he is careful not to leave any kids behind. Ana, I live with this philosophy: As long as love is not involved. Know what I mean? –She said. –If I can't give Tyrone what he needs, well, he has to get it somewhere else, besides, he always comes home to me cause he loves me... with the other girls is just... plain sex. She had some logic on her "philosophy"... but I don't know if I could let my husband sleep with Stephanie, besides, I look better than her. I am willing to give him anything he wants. After an hour, Jeanette told her husband to go home. –You go home; I'm staying with Ricky and finish these beers. -Okay... call me whenever you want me to pick you up, honey. –She said getting up and walking towards the door. When she got there, she turned and said: -Don't worry, Ana, things will get better for you. -I'm going to the bedroom, Ricky. –I told my husband and started walking upstairs; I looked at them and saw Ricky gulping down another beer while I thought: "nothing tonight". I got in the bedroom and lay on the bed. Got my tablet and started messing with it looking for some good music and settled for Marvin Gaye's "Distant lover". I started thinking about everything about everything that has happened since Ricky's and I body swap. Gosh, I wanted to be faithful to him just like I promised him, I wanted to be a good wife, but I didn't know if he wanted me to, or if he cared at all. It was then that I felt someone staring at me and looked towards the door, it was Tyrone. -Ana, your husband is knocked out. –He said. I got up and went downstairs with him following me close behind. When I got to the bottom step I stopped and felt Tyrone bump me from behind. –Oops, sorry, Ana. –He said. –I'm a bit tipsy. My husband was out; he was drunk and passed out. I told Tyrone to help me lay Ricky down on the couch while I went back upstairs for some blankets. I grabbed an extra one for Tyrone because I knew he was going to spend the night here. -Tyrone, you can also stay here in the living room, here is a blanket for you. –I said handling him the blanket. –Thank you, Ana, I promise I won't snore. –He said laughing. So to make it short I went upstairs and took the dress and the bra off, I got under the sheets with just the panties on and turned the lights off, while I could hear the TV on. So I started dreaming that me and Ricky were kissing with passion, everything was dark around us, but he kept kissing me, biting my lips, and then I felt him kissing my neck and going down on my breasts, I felt him sucking on them furiously, like a vacuum and then when he had the most of it inside his mouth I felt him pulling my tit with his mouth, just like a dog does his prey, gosh, it felt real good, so delicious, I remember telling my husband in my dream: "thank you for being my man... I will always be yours, daddy". I opened my legs automatically and raised my knees as to invite him inside me while at the same time I started caressing his back, he felt so muscular, so different, but then again it was a dream... suddenly I opened my eyes, it was not a dream! He was on top of me sucking my tits, it was dark, but finally I was getting my prize for being patient. -Make me yours, Ricky, please. –I demanded. He didn't say anything but just kept sucking hard on my nipples, and with one hand he pulled my panties to the side, preparing the way to penetrate me. I looked to the side table and saw the time, 12:00 am, I remember thinking that I wanted to see his face while he mounted me so I reached with my right hand and turned the lamp on... Oh my God! It was Tyrone. I froze in panic and told him: -Tyrone, please stop! I tried to move away from him but he was way too strong for me and overpowered me... he didn't stop sucking on my tits. –Please Tyrone, stop it; don't do this to me. –Funny thing, I told him to stop but my body wanted him to finish the job. I still insisted: -I'm married Tyrone, please stop. It was then that he stopped and looked me straight in the eyes and said: -Do you really want me to stop? He grabbed his cock and started pressing it against my vagina lips without penetrating me; he rubbed the head of his cock up and down getting it wet with my juices. I guessed the size of the head about the size of an egg; Jeanette wasn't lying when she said he was big... bigger than Ricky. And I wanted him inside me, but I said again: -Please Tyrone. - Please what? Please fuck you? Is that what you want? Or do you want me to stop altogether this? – He whispered in my ear. -Please Tyrone, I am not on birth control. – I said hoping he would get the hint to be careful not to finish inside me... I didn't have the strength to stop this now. So I told him: -Don't impregnate me, please. –All the while his wife's words were on my mind: "As long as love is not involved". He didn't say anything else; he started easing the head inside, slowly until he got it all inside me, I felt my pussy stretch to the limit and it felt so delicious, even though Ana was no virgin, for me it was my first time getting fucked and loved it. Tyrone started penetrating me inch by inch. An inch in, then he would pull out, push in another inch, and then pull out, slowly, sometimes he would hold his dick inside for a few seconds and I could feel it throbbing inside me, it felt like it was alive inside me. A few minutes of this and I was going wild with ecstasy wondering when he would finish pushing it all inside me. He was easy 12 inches long and about as thick as my wrist. It felt like he was going to rip me apart, and just when I thought I couldn't receive another inch I felt it all inside me, completely, everything inside, gosh I felt like a stuffed turkey but it was the best feeling I ever had. Tyrone left it inside me for a few seconds, making it throb inside me so I corresponded I squeezed my pussy gripping his dick so tight I heard him moan. –You are so tight, he said. –And then he started pulling his dick out, he pulled it completely out, only to push it back inside with a forceful trust, he did that a few times... the completely stuffed and then completely empty feeling in my pussy drove me wild. He started pumping harder, and harder... faster and faster. He placed his hands behind my knees and raised my legs all the way up to my tits while he was pounding me hard, his sweat dripping on my tits... I felt his dick reach all the way inside me and made me yelled while I had an orgasm... I didn't care if I woke Richard up or not with that yell, that was the best feeling I had and I knew right then and there that I couldn't possibly be faithful to Richard anymore. I had my first encounter with sex and was immediately addicted to it. Then, the inevitable, Tyrone pumping me faster. I felt him getting ready to cum... I hoped he didn't finish inside, just then he pulled out and I felt the first squirt on my belly, the second on my tits, the third squirt had such a force it reached my face. I smelled it and loved the scent of it. I rubbed it all over my body like if it was body cream. He then let go of my legs and laid on top of me gasping for air. I couldn't believe it! Here I was, on my bed having sex with my husband friend while he was downstairs drunk. I felt filthy, but finally satisfied. Tomorrow I had to go to church and talk to father Leo for advice on how to be a good wife, but now I knew how: I had to find a way to be a good liar in order not to get caught; and of course, live by my new philosophy: "As long as love is not involved".