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Bragging Rights

By: choclit_tai



(C) Copyright 2002 by choclit_tai.

It is amazing how pride can sometimes get in the way of better judgment.  And how people can always rationalize their actions for their own benefit. I admit it, I'm guilty. This brings me to my story.  I am married, and my wife and I share a close group of friends. We all openly flirt amongst one another when we are together, as we are all attractive and highly sexual people. We often talk via email or instant messenger. I am particularly close to some of the women in our little circle. 

Jodi is married to my friend Willis. Over the last several months, I've been chatting with her on yahoo messenger. It all started when I found out her user name: KamaSutra80.  I was like, "What do you know about Kama Sutra?" Besides being of Indian decent, I knew Jodi had a bit of "freak" in her, so I was just baiting her. 

"There is a lot more to KamaSutra80" than meets the eye", said told me. This kind of banter went on for awhile, until I finally told her my name; choclit_tai. She had her remarks of course, but that was the beginning of our online relationship.  We went on to discover all of each other's sexual secrets, history likes and dislikes. The only problem was that there was nothing we could do about it. Or so I thought.

About two weeks ago, Jodi and I were chatting and she was going on and on about she had been just too much for Willis the night before and had him squirming like a little boy when he climaxed. Finally I just came out and said something that ignited a flame that has yet to die out. Here's how the rest of the conversation went:

choclit_tai: You know, you talk a lot of trash.

KamaSutra80: What is that supposed to mean?

I was stuck now, but I kept going. 

choclit_tai: I mean, I been with several women, and I just can't imagine someone your age having me all sprung like you're always claiming to have Willis.

(She was only 22, 8 years younger than I was). 

KamaSutra80: Age ain't nothing, but a number honey, and I'd have you screaming my name just like Willis does.

choclit_tai: PLEASE!! Girl you're lucky we're married, because I have a few things I could teach you. You're not even ready...

KamaSutra80: What does us being married have to do with anything?

She caught me off guard with that one. I know she has had sex with other women behind his back, but she always maintained that she would never go there with a man. I had to think carefully about my response.  But she kept the pressure on.

KamaSutra80: What's the matter old man, CAT got your tongue?

My response just rolled off my fingers without even thinking.

choclit_tai: what about if this TONGUE GOT YOUR CAT?

Now it was her turn to be silent. So I decided to push.

choclit_tai: See that's EXACTLY what I'm talking about...always talking...  You can't be as bad as you claim to be.

I knew I was playing with fire, because what if she decided to call my bluff? She did....

KamaSutra80: Like I said, I'll have you screaming my name. I talk it and I can walk it.

I tried to weasel my way out now..

choclit_tai: What happened to not having sex with another man??

KamaSutra80: Who said anything about having sex?. There are plenty of ways to please a man without having sex. Just a few of my tricks and you'd be putty in hands.

Oh Hell no, she didn't go there..

choclit_tai: Like that huh? OK I'm down, even though I know you're not serious.. What are the boundaries?

KamaSutra80: Anything goes short of intercourse. We each get an amount of time to see who cums the most?

My dick was like granite just thinking about it.  Here I was talking to my friend's wife. A friend of my wife and she's telling me I have free reign to make her cum and she's gonna do me too! What the hell was I going to do now...?

choclit_tai: ANYTHING?

KamaSutra80: did I stutter?

choclit_tai: Ok, smart-ass, IT'S ON!. But I have one rule....

KamaSutra80: What?

choclit_tai: you can't go sticking anything up my ass.

KamaSutra80: That's fair, even though you can stick something up mine... (smile)

See now she is playing with me.

choclit_tai: So is there anything I can't do?

KamaSutra80: Umm, actually yes. My rule is that you can't cum in my mouth...

DAMN... I was wondering if oral sex would be off limits but she just answered my question. 

choclit_tai: BET!!

choclit_tai: Oh yeah, Jodi one more thing before I have to go...

KamaSutra80: Yes?

choclit_tai: Is you pussy wet right now?

KamaSutra80: That's for me to know and you to find out..(smile)

Well that was the bet. We didn't even say what the stakes were. I didn't care. I would be a winner regardless. But I didn't want this young girl to outdo me. So I had to come up with my best moves. Over the next few days we chatted and came up with a plan. Because of our schedules, we just decided that we would each call in sick to work and get a hotel room.

It was Thursday morning and I was very nervous. I had never done anything like this before. I tried to rationalize, by saying that since I wasn't going to have intercourse, it wasn't adultery, but I knew deep down if she found out she'd be just as mad. But I didn't care.

We first met for breakfast and made sure to order Mimosa's to help break the ice. I could tell she was a bit nervous too, but we both put on good game faces. We had light breakfast, mainly fruit and we were both trying to tease each other as we ate as provocatively as possible. 

I took the juiciest strawberry I could find and began to lightly squeeze it around the rim of my champagne flute. I dropped it in and then drank my drink. I then held the empty glass up to my mouth letting the berry slide down toward my mouth. I stretched my tongue out and began to tease it until I finally saw her reposition herself in the seat. I took it into my mouth, taking my time while I ate it and letting a bit of the juice run out.

For her part, she seductively gazed while she took a peeled banana and began to stir it around in her yogurt. It was making that familiar sound of slow penetration into a tight, moist pussy. Then she raised it to her mouth and began to lick up the yogurt letting her tongue widen as it spread over the banana. Damn she did that well...

"Check please!!"

She laughed and we got up to leave. She was sitting when I arrived so I got the first good look at what she had on.  I had been staring at her cleavage all morning, with her wearing a tight red tank top. On the bottom she wore even tighter hip hugger pants, with no panty line in sight. I could see from her sandals that her toes were freshly pedicured with bright fire engine red polish. 

I should describe her so you can have to full picture.  Jodi is about 5'2" and 125lbs. She is thin, but not skinny. Despite being small she boasts a full 36D chest. Her ass is perfect for her size with a nice roundness to it. 

We arrived at the hotel and checked in our room. We set down our collective bag of tricks. The butterflies were still here, although the more I looked at her the more I wanted her. I pulled out a bottle of champagne and poured us both a glass. I held up my glass for a toast. 

"To the thrill of friendly competition", I said.

"Here Here!!", she replied, and we finished our glasses.

As she turned to set hers on the table I moved in towards her, took her face in my hand and began to kiss her. She was clearly shocked, as she froze briefly, but she didn't resist. I didn't force my tongue into her mouth, rather I softly covered her lips until she parted them. Once I felt the opening, I gently introduced my tongue to hers. Our passion level rose and it was clear this was something both of us had wanted for a long time. I finally broke the kiss, leaving her lips pouting, wanting more.

"Just though I'd break the ice", I told her with a smirk on her face.

"Try melting it", she added. "So where do we start?" she questioned.

"Well I believe in ladies first" I said as I walked her over towards the bed. I sat down on the edge and had her sit between my legs. I pulled her long black hair to the side and began to kiss her neck. I reached my hand around to her front and she guided my left hand over the breast. Jodi leaned her head back and our lips met again. This time her tongue moved more intently. I then stood her up for just a moment to unbutton her pants. I slid them down and she kicked them off.  I was wrong in my speculation, as she on a tiny g-string. We sat back down with her in my lap, legs spread wide. I reached down between her legs as I continued to kiss her neck and back. I could feel her moisture through the thin fabric. I commenced to move my hand over her mound. The silky material moved easily over her sex as she became more damp. I found her swollen lips outlined through the front of her g-string. My middle finger instinctively slid between them, pushing the soaked fabric inside her pussy. 

She again turned back to kiss me as low moans escaped her lips. With my left hand I could feel her nipples hardening under my touch. My fingers outlined them in between gentle squeezes. I started to feel her push forward onto my hand. Finally, I licked my finger, then moved her g-string to the side in order to experience her creamy wetness first hand. I dipped my finger deep inside her soggy folds, then I pulled it back up until I reached her clit. I felt her flinch, then relax to my touch as I pressed my fingertip on her bud. I started working my finger in a circular motion, not losing contact with her swollen clit. She started bucking a bit harder. I slid my left hand down from the nipples and replaced my right, still concentrating on her clit. With my right hand, I placed a finger inside her and began to maneuver it around.  I lay back onto the bed, with her on top of me. I began to brush my finger against the front wall of her pussy while my other rubbed firmly over her clit. Then I felt it. Her pussy started contracting against my finger and she started to cum. She grinded her ass into my rock solid cock as she continued to climax.  

"Not bad", she said as she turned over and kissed me. "But now it's my turn", she quipped as she jumped off the bed to get her bag. She brought it over to the bed and then started to slowly pull my pants down.  She lifted me up to my knees and pulled my shirt over my head, as I reached to remove her tank top and bra. I had seen her breasts before, one time some of us went skinny-dipping, but they looked so much better now. Her nipples were still very erect with large brown areolas. 

She moved behind me and pulled my boxer briefs down. She wasted no time by going into her bag and pulling out a bottle of warming massage oil. She applied a generous amount to her hand and reached around and gripped my throbbing cock. She used her hand to spread the oil all around my shaft, sliding it between her fingers and so forth until my veiny rod was glistening in the palm of her hand. Then she began to stroke me. She moved her had up and down my shaft, all the way to my engorged head, but never losing contact. I could feel myself getting larger with her touch and making her cum had me so worked up that I knew I wouldn't last long.  Jodi tightened her grip on me and stroked a bit harder and faster. Then she pushed me down onto all fours. 

"Remember my rule" I panted, nearly out of breath just from her hand job.

"I know, just trust me", she answered as I felt her other hand on my ass. She spread my legs a bit with hers then I felt her breath on my cheek. Then I felt the softest tongue probing around my asshole.. She spread her tongue and licked up and down over my hole. She then pointed it and poked it inside me. She jacked me harder and started sticking her tongue deeper inside my ass. I couldn't take it anymore and started to spurt all over the bed. She continued to rub my head between her fingers. It was so sensitive, it took all my strength not to scream, but I couldn't let her win that easily.

I could tell she was still excited, so I wanted to take advantage of that. 

"Ready for round two", I asked. 

"Oh yes", she groaned.

I pulled the cum-soaked bedspread off the bed and laid her back down. I moved on top of her and we started to kiss.  I moved my kisses down to her breast, letting my tongue encircle her areolas, but not touching her nipples. I licked around and under her large mounds. I then kissed my way down to her navel. I let my tongue wash over it gently then continued downward. I pulled her g-string off and moved in on her sex. Her hand automatically moved to my head as my tongue slithered through her tiny triangle of hair just above her clit. I avoided her budding clit and moved down to her shaved lips. They were slightly parted and sticky with her cum from the first orgasm. I licked over them gently. She tasted so sweet. She moaned as I ran my tongue along her opening.  Then I slipped it inside her. She raised her hips to meet my mouth. I immediately began digging my tongue as far inside her as possible. I began licking around her inner depths, trying to reach every corner of her pussy.  I felt her juices coating my tongue as I felt what could have been a mini climax. I finally moved up to her clit and began teasing it

"Yes Tyson, right there..." she moaned while my tongue spread over her clit. I drew it into my mouth and let my tongue swish it around inside my mouth. I felt her tensing up and I sucked ever harder. I stopped teasingly to see her reaction. I wanted to know I had her. 

"Fuck! Don't stop.." she cried. 

I smiled and lay on my back, pulling her leg over my head to straddle my face. I sat her pussy down on my face and dove back into her succulent pussy. She was leaning forward with her hand on my chest, grinding herself on my mouth. I was tongue fucking her deeply. She leaned all the way forward and I let my tongue glide down to her ass. Her juices were flowing which helped my tongue poke easily into her asshole. I reached with my thumb and started grazing it against her clit. Just as I was about to move in for the kill I felt her snap a cockring around the base of my shaft. 'Where did that come from', I thought to myself, but then she began to lick me.

I lost my concentration on what I was doing to her as she consumed my dick into her mouth. I saw she was pulling out all the stops, so I reached into my bag and pulled out my double bullet. It was two oval shaped vibes connected by wires with which I could increase the vibrations. I placed one against her clit and turned it on low.

I couldn't tell what she mumbled, with a mouth full of my cock but it sounded like "oh shit".  I could feel my balls swelling from her sucking but the cockring was preventing my climax for now, but I couldn't take much more. I increased the intensity on the bullet and moved my tongue back to her asshole. Meanwhile she had lathered my shaft up nicely with her saliva and was now stroking me while she sucked me deeper within her mouth. My head tickling her throat. Once I had her asshole nice and lubed, I slid the second bullet inside her ass and turned it on. I slowly turned them up higher as she started to squirm on top of me.

She unsnapped the cockring, letting the blood in my cock flow freely again. I knew it would be only a matter of seconds as her tongue worked ferociously around my head inside her jaws, while her tight fist pumped my shaft. I turned both bullets on full speed and pressed one hard against her clit, while the other was buried deep in her ass. To top it off I started drilling my tongue up into her pussy. 

"I'm abou...." Was all I could muster as I was trying to warn her of my ensuing explosion but couldn't because of her flowing release onto my tongue and down into my mouth as her floodgates opened with her orgasm. He legs were trembling around my head, while she soaked my face. She withdrew me from her mouth just as I started to spout violently all over her neck and chest. 

She rolled to the side, us both panting, spent in a puddle of sweat and sexy secretions. We made eye contact both said in unison......

"YOU WIN!!" 

Bragging Rights



Meryl Bygate entered her walk-in wardrobe in search of special attire for her day ahead. Today she was due to meet her three longtime friends for lunch. There was always an element of friendly competition and the friends dressed immaculately for these luncheons. The wardrobe was long and packed with designer clothing. She was spoilt for choice, but needed to get it just right.

Meryl was 42 and lived with her husband Mike. Their two children Alli, 21 and John 20, were both away at College and doing well. She now had much more time to indulge herself with luncheons, keeping fit and the like. Meryl had returned to work mornings at Simpson and Smith, a local law firm. While she enjoyed this stimulation of her mind, she limited it to 20 hours a week, leaving her afternoons free. 

Mike Bygate had built up a furniture business from small beginnings and the Bygate's were now reaping the rewards. They owned a spacious four bedroom house, in the best suburb of their small mid-west city. The yard was large, with a swimming pool. Tradesmen who patronized Mike's stores were often employed to care for both house and yard. A maid cleaned the house three mornings a week. 

The downside for Meryl was that Mike worked hard and was often away. Today he had travelled to visit their store in a city 200 km away. He had left before she had woken and would not return until after 10pm. 

Finding the dress she was after, Meryl reflected on how lucky she was to afford such clothes. Unlike her friends, she and Mike had come from relatively humble beginnings and so such finery was well appreciated. They had met in College and quickly fallen heavily for each other. They married, had their children young and settled in to pleasant domesticity and making money. However now, when being honest with herself, Meryl knew their relationship had stagnated. They were largely going through the motions, but to date she had not found the motivation to do anything about this.

Having located her shoes to complete the outfit, Meryl headed to her ensuite to have a shower. She shed her gown and nightdress and checked herself in the full length mirror for any blemish. Her dark brown, shoulder length hair framed an attractive face with wide eyes. She ran her eyes down her body. A medium size, but nicely toned due to exercise. She noted her closely shaven thatch atop long legs and slim calves. Her stomach was a little raised as you would expect of a 42 year old, but above it sat two full breasts.

Meryl brought her hands to the underside of her breasts and gently lifted them. She liked her breasts and felt they were one of her best features. She was happy with the way they sat there plump and white, contrasting with her tanned body. No sagging or stretching and topped with two dark red aureoles. Her nipples began to harden as she ran her palms over them. She recalled not having had sex with Mike in over a week. They were either always too busy or too tired. These days it was more likely to be Meryl who would initiate sex. She would have preferred it more often than once a week, but Mike seemed content. 

About five years ago Meryl had begun to masturbate again. She hadn't done this since she was in her teens, without a steady boyfriend. The first time it had just happened after she had been home alone one evening, sipping wine and watching TV. The family members were all out at various venues and she sat cross legged on the sofa, dressed in her shorty pajamas. The film she was watching had begun to arouse her and she felt that familiar tingling down in her groin.

At first Meryl had merely moved a hand to her breast and, with some guilt, begun to massage it through the thin shirt. She'd teased her nipple and it became erect. She had done this previously and enjoyed the feeling. She soon did the same to the other breast. 

Playing with her breasts did nothing to alleviate Meryl's aching in her loins. As the lead couple on TV embraced in a manner that suggested to Meryl they were about to sleep together, she had slipped a hand down inside her pajama bottoms. She'd taken a deep breath trying to calm herself as she lightly massaged her mons. This action had sent strong signals directly to her clitoris that was now begging to be touched.

The couple on the TV had moved to the bed and were naked with the woman on top. That was the last Meryl saw, as she closed her eyes and dropped her head back to rest on the back of the sofa. She pushed her hand down over her clitoris and maintaining contact with it, pushed her fingers on until they touched, first her perineum and then her asshole. Then she dragged the fingers back up across her, now saturated, labia and began a steady circular motion on her clitoris. 

Unlike her husband, Meryl knew exactly the speed and pressure to apply to her love bud. Within minutes she could feel that familiar rise in pleasure throughout her entire pelvis and up into her backbone. Then it came upon her like a tidal wave. Contraction after contraction followed, while she pushed a finger up inside of herself. The biggest orgasm she had experienced in over 10 years.

As Meryl's breathing had calmed and she'd begun to regain some composure, a wave of guilt had swept over her. For days after she had questioned why on earth a woman of her age would want to be playing with herself. However, that questioning was countered by memories of how delightful it had been for her. The next time she was alone in the same position, with the wine defusing any anxieties, she had repeated the process. This time the guilt was less and the contented feeling stronger. From then on there was no looking back for Meryl. She purchased lubricant and now regularly masturbated, at least twice a week, on the sofa, in bed and in the shower. 

Meryl got out of the shower and dried herself. She put on black, lace edged panties and matching bra. She again observed herself for some minutes in the mirror and was happy with her choice. Her face didn't require much make up, but she applied a dark red lipstick to her full lips. Her mouth and smile were wide, many people made comment and she liked to accentuate this feature. 

Finally Meryl slipped into the cerise, sheath dress she had picked for the day. It was sleeveless, with a high neckline. It came to just above the knee and a slender belt pulled the dress in at the waist. She finished it off with a light scarf and fawn heels.

"Chic, yet understated," she said, admiring herself, well aware that the look would suit both her morning in the office and her lunch date with friends. 

Her three tasks for the day were work, lunch and home to meet Cory Kenning, the builder her husband had arranged to erect a changing room by their pool. It was nearly always her job to meet with, and instruct, the tradesmen her husband enlisted to work around the property. 

Meeting with Cory was not so bad, as they had known him for some years, through his ex-wife Marion. She was a girlfriend of Meryl's and it had been quite controversial when she had married an Afro American. They had split after 10 years together, when Marion left with the children and Cory now had a new partner. He was tall, good looking and known as something of a player. He had always flirted with Meryl, as he had with all women in their social circle. Some of her acquaintances didn't like his forwardness, but Meryl had always treated it as fun and thereby deflected any deeper intentions on Cory's part.

She departed the house in a happy frame of mind, got into her late model sports car and drove to the office. Once there she received a number of comments from various people at her work, verifying her belief that she had chosen well.

At 12.30pm Meryl left work and drove the short distance to the up market restaurant for her date with friends. The four of them, Sarah, Fiona, Elizabeth and Meryl, had been friends for many years. These luncheons were now a regular bi-monthly meeting, although they would often see each other in between, at various functions.

When Meryl arrived the other three were already seated and onto their second bottle of wine. She glowed with inner pride when they all complimented her on her dress. She returned the compliments noting each of her friend's attire were all far more expensive than her own little number. This did not concern Meryl and she immediately felt at ease among old trusted friends. Her first glass of white wine went down very quickly and Fiona immediately refilled her glass.

For the next two hours the girls ate, drank and laughed. Many of their stories and jokes came at the expense of their husbands and children who were all a similar age to Meryl's. Of the three only Sarah and Meryl worked in paid employment. Fiona did some charity work and Elizabeth merely gardened and played tennis. 

As usual Sarah and Fiona were the loudest and as the lunch progressed their stories became increasingly risqué. It began with the group discussing males in the community who they fancied. This 'running the rule' over men in the community was a common source of amusement for them. However today, it built to what they might like to do with said men. Finally Fiona indicated that she might have done a little more than merely contemplate getting together with a certain man.

The man in question was Bob Thorn; Club Captain at the Tennis club, which Fiona and Elizabeth belonged too. Meryl and Sarah knew him by sight and Meryl recalled he was a tanned handsome man about 10 years older than them. He was married to Ava Thorn, a local real estate agent. 

Fiona had merely begun by telling them that she had kissed Bob when drunk, at the end of a Tennis Cub Fancy dress function. However, then she had blushed and looked down quickly. 

Sarah quickly jumped in and said loudly, "There's more, there's more Fiona, c'mon tell all you tease".

"Not so loud," Fiona said looking around to see if anyone at adjoining tables had heard.

Satisfied that everyone else was engrossed in their own conversations Fiona lowered her voice and agreed to continue.

"Ok it was a little bit more than a kiss."

"I knew it," said Sarah.

"He is an attractive man," said Meryl looking to put her friend at ease, but desperate to hear more detail.

Fiona paused for a second, took another gulp of wine and then continued as her friends craned closer to hear.

"The thing was we had already kissed on quite a few occasions. You know what it's like Elizabeth; everyone down at that club gets a bit free and easy with their hands late in the evening."

"Yes I had noticed that," said Elizabeth with a laugh.

"You're next," Sarah shot at Elizabeth. "Come on Fiona."

"Well at the end of the night the committee stayed back to tidy the place up. Bob had to be last out, as he had to lock up and he gave me tasks to ensure I was the last to leave with him. We called out goodbye to Connie and then we were alone. This had happened before and we had kissed. "This time Bob wanted more than a kiss and to tell the truth so did I."

As Meryl listened to her friend's story she noted a slight feeling between her legs. She would have liked to put her hand down there, as she pictured Fiona and Bob in their clandestine embrace at the Tennis club. She was desperate for more details.

"Where did you do it," blurted out Meryl, a little too hastily causing the others to look at her with some amusement.

"In the Club Captains office," Fiona continued. "It wasn't difficult, by then we were both horny as hell, I had on a short flapper's skirt, so access was easy."

They all burst out laughing.

"He just pulled my panties off and the next thing he was in me, pumping away.

Meryl felt her herself go a little faint at this revelation. She knew she'd be very wet between her legs and she hoped the others at the table would not note her erect nipples, pushing through her dress.

"Was he any good, how big is he?" asked Sarah looking a little flushed herself.

"Oh no, he's just fine. More than adequate size and very considerate. He always waits for me to finish first."

They'd all heard it, but Elizabeth reacted first, asking, "Always?"

"Oh shit," said Fiona, immediately realizing her slip of the tongue. "Well, yes, we have done it a couple of times now."

"You're having an affair, you hussy" said Sarah and there followed a moments silence at the table as the revelation sunk in.

"Yeah, I guess I am, but it's not to go beyond this table, you understand."

The other three all began nodding their heads in unison, while telling Fiona that her secret was safe with them. However that was not sufficient for Fiona. 

"Right, I've given up my big secret, I expect something similar in return," she said looking around the table at her friends.

They all knew who would speak up first. Sarah would not allow herself to be outdone and took a big sigh so that all eyes turned to her.

"Well, I guess I do have a little story or sorts, but only for the ears of The Table of Four."

The others again all nodded in unison, with Meryl squirming in her seat as she waited in anticipation.

Sarah leant forward in her seat and spoke softly so the others had to crane forward to hear.

"You know I have the lovely Amy come to the house to give me my work out sessions."

The other women nodded. They had heard at length about Sarah's one on one fitness sessions at home, in her 'gym room', with the wonderful Amy. Sarah attributed Amy with everything from lower weight, to improved sex and much else.

"And I've told you about foxy Tom who turns up on days Amy is sick," Sarah continued with a large smile.

"I'd already laid the groundwork with Tommy boy and recently he turned up in place of Amy when I was feeling particularly in need of a workout. He is such a hunk and half-way through I just came straight out and said to him that I needed a bit more than stretch and strengthening."

The others giggled in anticipation at what was coming. Meryl was mesmerized, her nipples tingled and her body got goosebumps.

"I thought he might go, 'Sorry Mrs Waters we can't do that,' but he didn't bat an eye lid. He just said it was no problem and asked me where."

"No!" said Fiona, "Gee he's a bit forward for a Gym boy. What did you do?"

"What else was a girl to do. I threw myself at him," laughed Sarah and the others all joined in.

Sarah had then gone on to tell in some depth how they had kissed and then she had pulled down his shorts to unveil a cock well in excess of her husbands and already semi-hard. She had gone to her knees and taken him in her mouth, sucking him until he became rock hard. Then he had lowered her to the floor removed her shorts and panties and returned the favor. She'd had her first orgasm before he rose above her, lifted her legs over his shoulders and entered her in one thrust.

As Sarah described Tom fucking her, Meryl again felt flushed and began breathing rapidly. She had to fight to control herself, hoping her friends would not notice.

"The guy was a machine," continued Sarah. I had three more orgasms while he had his way with me, before he finished himself. I think he enjoyed fucking an older woman."

Sarah looked around and Meryl knew she was looking to be certain she'd had the desired effect on her friends and trumped Fiona's story.

"Anyway who's next," Sarah continued, looking at Meryl and Elizabeth.

"I've got nothing to match that Sarah," said Elizabeth. "You're too much for me. Both of you," she said turning to Fiona.

"Me neither," Meryl spoke up with a quake in her voice, still trying to hide her arousal.

"C'mon," said Fiona knowingly. "You goodie goods must have some little morsel for us."

"Well I have nothing," said Elizabeth, with an abruptness that was out of place. 

This altered the mood a little and made Meryl feel uncomfortable. She felt the need to give them something. She took a deep breath, signaling she was about to give them a revelation.

"Look, I'm afraid to say there's not been any Tom's come around to my place."

"Oh you poor thing," said Sarah with mock sorrow.

"About all I have to admit too is that I occasionally have recourse to resort to some manual pleasure," Meryl stammered out, while half raising her hand.

"When and where," demanded Fiona, well aware this did not match what she had revealed.

If it were not for the bottle and a half of wine she had consumed, Meryl would never have ventured such information, even to her closest friends. However, now she had begun, and given how revealing her friends had been, she felt obliged to expand.

Meryl told a trimmed down version of where and when, what had aroused her and how long it took.

"Is it better than Mike?" Sarah asked.

"It's different," Meryl answered honestly.

"Oooh, you horny old chick," Fiona said and they all started laughing uproariously, causing people to look around at them. 

Meryl was relieved because she knew she was off the hook, without having to reveal anything more than what she believed her friends were doing themselves. However, she also felt a little deflated in that her story of solo sex barely measured up to those her friends had told. 

"That's too much sex for one day," Sarah announced and skulled back the last of her wine. The others followed suit and Elizabeth went off to pay, as it was her turn.

"She will need to come up with something next time," said Fiona, indicating to Elizabeth.

"Yeah even if it's just a hand job," said Sarah and the three of them began to giggle again. "I've got to run," she said, kissed the others and departed. Fiona did likewise.

Meryl and Elizabeth slowly left the Restaurant together, still talking.

"Can you believe those girls?" said Meryl still feeling the effects of the wine and the erotic talk that had taken place.

"Yeah they don't mind telling all once they get going, do they?" replied Elizabeth somewhat coolly.

"That might have been Fiona's first fling, but I'll bet Sarah's done that before," said Meryl, continuing to gossip.

"She's a slut, alright," Elizabeth said in a calm, matter of fact manner that shocked Meryl.

She chose to ignore her friend's remark and continued, "You didn't have a story to tell Liz?"

"Not that I was going to tell them."

Like an addict needing another fix, Meryl was onto this.

"You do have a little story to tell Elizabeth. C'mon tell all."

"Well I couldn't say anything back in there."

"Why not?"

"Because for the past six months I've been having an affair with Fiona's husband Brad." Elizabeth delivered this, as though she was telling Meryl what she intended to have for dinner that evening. 

"Really?" said Meryl, voicing her disbelief at this revelation.

"Why is that so hard to imagine. Brad's a good looking man and she just looks elsewhere, as we clearly just heard. That Club Captain's not her first you know and Brad knows that."

Meryl quickly moved on from her initial shock and picturing Brad and Elizabeth together, she again felt the butterflies in her lower stomach.

"How, when, where, how often?" Meryl blurted out far too hastily, making little effort to remain cool and detached.

"I'm not giving you the details those other two were happy to deliver. It just happened and now we meet once or twice a week. Usually at hotels, but a couple of times at their house."

"In Fiona's bed?"

"Yeah, how naughty is that," Elizabeth said, with her wry smile being her first hint of emotion. "It's better than on the Club Captains desk."

They laughed aloud before Elizabeth kissed Meryl, swung on her heel and walked to her car. She roared off with a fleeting wave. Meryl stood by her car feeling weak in her thighs. She was trying to process all she just heard. Her head spun from the wine she had consumed and her groin ached pleasantly from arousal.

Fearing she would topple over Meryl quickly got into her car, started it up and drove out of the restaurant car park. 




Bragging Rights



"Oh my god," she said out loud. "All my friends are fucking someone." She giggled at her own profanity.

The revelations had both shocked and stimulated her. She gripped the steering wheel tightly as she drove along, thinking about Sarah and her Gym bunny lover. She squirmed in the car seat and hoped her dampness would not soak through onto her dress.

Then an unwelcome thought wormed its way into her mind. Mike was often away and showed such little interest in her that she had to often take care of her own needs. She recalled Mike and Elizabeth talking earnestly together at a recent party. These thoughts didn't sit well with Meryl and she struggled to push them aside. She wished to return to the more pleasurable images of her friends with their lovers.

At that point a Police patrol car went past, travelling the other way. That snapped her thoughts back to reality, as she realized she'd had far too much to drink. She slowed down and noted in the rear vision mirror that the cop car had continued on its way.

"Pull yourself together Meryl," she said, again speaking to herself.

She was not far from home and began planning to take a long cool swim, a short nap and then make herself a light dinner. She giggled to herself while thinking she may also have to find some time to provide herself with some relief. She continued to smile as she recalled that she had plenty of fantasies to dwell on while she took care of her needs.

At this point she was relieved to arrive at her gate. However, as she swung into the drive she saw a late model truck parked beside the front door on her circular driveway.

"Damn it. Cory!" she thought remembering she was to be home at 2.30pm to meet him about the new pool shed. It was now past 3pm.

"Cory, I'm so sorry," Meryl said, as she stepped out of her car and noted him leaning on his truck. "I got held up." At this point she went over a fraction on her heel and had to catch herself on the car.

"Not a problem, not long got here myself," said Cory in typical easy going fashion as he moved to assist her. He took her by the arm and she in turn grabbed his well-muscled arm to steady herself. Meryl was unconcerned about his color, but immediately aware of the proximity of a male. His smell, strength and touch invaded her senses. 

"Gee Meryl, you look great in that outfit today, isn't that the one you wore to Alex's party?"

It was indeed the one she had worn to Alex's party and it was typical of Cory to remember that. Normally a fully in control Meryl would have stopped the conversation going further and turned it to pool sheds and the like. But today she did not.

"Oh Cory, you're such a dear," Meryl said with a feminine giggle, while holding his gaze.

This man she had known for many years, who had been married to her good friend Marion, was suddenly, in Meryl's alcohol affected eyes, looking like a Greek Adonis. Black, rugged, handsome, dressed in shorts, a T-shirt and work boots.

Meryl's breathing quickened slightly and she hoped Cory wouldn't notice. The man excited her already aroused, alcohol affected, primal instincts. A drunken plan began to formulate in her head. She'd show those so called friends of hers that she could get a man if she wanted too. She had never slept with a black man and doubted any of her friends had. She would have a unique story to tell.

As she let Cory lead her to the door, Mike came briefly to mind, but she pushed those thoughts aside. There was no place for him at this moment.

Cory, emboldened by the nature of Meryl's reply and the fact that she was clearly inebriated, continued on with his patter, while he helped her unlock the door. He slipped off his boots. Once inside the door she turned to him.

"Thanks Cory, I think I had a little too much wine at lunch, I'm so glad you're her to help me." 

As she said this Meryl again placed a hand on Cory's dark arm and looked up from under her eyelashes. The tactile treat and use of the eyes, which always hinted at a little more on offer.

"C'mon I think we need another little drink to settle us down."

"I don't think I need anything to settle me down," Cory laughed. "But if you're having one, "I'll have a beer."

Meryl felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her as she got the drink from the fridge. She had this man where she wanted him. He had not turned down the drink. She kicked off her shoes, handed him the beer and deliberately stood too close to him. As he took a swig from the bottle she returned her hand to his arm and began to stroke it.

"Cory...I...," she said fixing him with a pleading look.

Meryl knew Cory would most likely accept her unspoken invitation. There had been rumors that he had cheated on Marion throughout their marriage. Meryl had heard a number of women saying it was karma when Marion had left him for another man. 

"Please don't pull away and say you must go," thought Meryl desperate to avoid rejection.

Cory held her gaze, as if wanting to be certain exactly where things stood. Then he moved forward, bent his head and brought his lips to hers.

As their lips touched Meryl felt the blood surge directly to her lower stomach, such was the state of her arousal. She pressed her breasts forward and into his chest, bringing both hands behind his neck and head.

As their kiss lingered, Cory brought his hands to her buttocks cupping both and holding her up. At the same time he pushed his groin into hers. She felt his hardness pressing into her stomach, his chest on her breasts, his tongue flicking hers. She was now lost in lust and desperate to have him inside her.

Meryl broke the kiss and lifted Cory's T-shirt up and off him. He had been working all day and his masculine odor reached her, only serving to further stimulate her. As he moved to fumble with the zipper on her dress, Meryl grabbed his arms and moved his hands to the hem of her dress.

"Quickly," she said to him.

Cory needed no further encouragement, quickly pulling up the dress to expose her legs and black panties. He brought his hand directly to her crotch and cupped it through the damp material. Meryl let out a long moan and moved her hand to the hardness, tethered in his shorts.

Now they were in a rush. There would be no formalities. They moved the three steps to the sofa still holding and touching each other. As she lay down Cory knelt between her legs and she bent them so her calves rested on his hips. He unzipped himself exposing an already hard black shaft. Meryl was fascinated at the sight of a black cock. She admired, then reached for it, feeling its girth and gently pulling it toward where she desired. She pulled her raised knees toward her breasts, completely offering herself to him.

Cory's hand replaced hers on his cock. He reached a hand between them and roughly pulled her lacey panties to the side. Then he brought the head of his cock to her labia and rubbed it up and down her slit three or four times.

"Please," she pleaded and he slipped the head into her before pushing forward, burying his erection inside her. She was so lubricated that Cory's cock slipped three quarters of the way, before he needed to withdraw. He immediately pushed forward again and bottomed out, his balls hitting her buttocks. Meryl reveled in the feeling of this shaft filling her passage.

"Ohh yesss," Meryl moaned as her cavity rapidly adapted to his size. He immediately began to shaft her with very little finesse. It was raw, primal sex, like you'd expect from a couple of teenagers.

As Cory increased the pace of his thrusting, Meryl knew she would soon finish. She wanted to come, she was desperate. She had her lover, he was real, naked and fucking her. She felt herself building with each thrust and then her orgasm was upon her, wave after wave, her eyes shut tight, with stars in the darkness.

Cory did not stop for her orgasm as Mike always did. He merely kept pounding into her like a bull, grunting as he searched for his own satisfaction. In a few short seconds he too released, deep inside of Meryl, while he uttered a loud profanity.

Now he held himself in her, while Meryl kept on pulsing, enjoying the largest orgasm since her initial masturbation session, five years earlier. As it began to die away she brought her legs tighter around Cory's buttocks to prevent any thought of his withdrawal. They lay like this, breathing like sprinters, not saying a word. 

After a time Cory was the first to speak. He laughed and said, "Jesus Meryl that was so horny."

This broke the spell and Meryl released the grip with her legs and she felt a semblance of embarrassment at the situation she found herself in. On her back, her designer dress rucked up around her waist, a black man on top, his cock buried inside of her. Meryl indicated with a movement of her hips that Cory should withdraw and his now semi erect member, dropped out of her.

"Oh Cory," she said sadly as in, "Oh Cory what have we done?"

"Don't be upset, it's what we both wanted. In fact I've wanted it for some years now, I just never thought...," he said as his voice trailed off.

Now Meryl was sobering up and beginning to feel some unease creeping in.

"Hop up Cory," she said pushing him off her. "We need to get cleaned up."

"Why do we?" he replied bluntly. "Have you got somewhere to be?" he said, knowing full well she did not and that no one would interrupt them. 

They were both now standing. Meryl pulled her dress down and she expected him to zip up. But he didn't. Instead, Cory dropped his shorts and briefs and kicked them off standing before her, fully naked.

"You enjoyed that and so did I," he said matter of factly. "I reckon we adjourn to the boudoir and go about things in a more refined manner the second time."

"Oh no, I'm not sure about that," Meryl said, but she couldn't take her eyes of his dark, toned body, noting he had remained in a semi erect state. 

Up to this point Meryl had been instrumental in her own arousal and Cory had merely been the available tool. Now as she drank him in, it was his maleness driving the feeling returning to her loins.

Despite the doubt she was voicing, she knew she was making a poor effort of hiding the lust she felt. She had this man at her disposal, he had just brought her to one crashing climax and he remained available to her.

"Well I'm sure, now show me to your bedroom," Cory said bending to scoop up his clothes. He then took her by the hand and led her to the stairs. Meryl followed along in her bare feet without saying a word, eyeing up his tight, naked, buttocks.

"Now, where are we going?" Cory said when they reached the hallway at the top of the stairs. 

"In the spare bedroom," Meryl indicated, leading the way.

"No," said Cory abruptly. "Your bedroom." He began opening doors until he located what he was looking for.

"Oh Cory, not in here, please," pleaded Meryl. It seemed sacrilege to invade the space where her and Mike made love. However, Cory would not be dissuaded. He led her to the side of the bed and again brought his lips to hers as he embraced her firmly.

All Meryl's qualms dissipated as Cory's tongue found hers and he brought a hand to her breast and began kneading it through her dress. Her arousal soon overrode any doubts she may have about the location. She allowed her hands to roam down his back to his buttocks and began to massage them. Cory's still wet cock pressed into her dress, but she didn't care.

"I'll just throw the dress away," she thought, as she determined to have a full sexual session with this man in her bedroom. She would show him and she would show her friends that Meryl Bygate could have sexual adventures, right up there with the best of them. Whatever he desired of her she would give him.

Full of this alcohol fueled bravado, she broke off their kiss and took a step back. She pushed Cory back so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Then, very slowly, she unzipped herself and shrugged out of the beautiful cerise, dress she had chosen so careful in that same room only hours earlier. Meryl knew which of her friends wore the best outfit no longer mattered. The stakes had been raised that afternoon.

She again reached behind and unhooked her bra, aware she was about to reveal her best assets. She made a real show of slowly removing the bra, eventually allowing her breasts to fall free. He reached for her, but she batted his hands away and just stood naked before him. Then she hooked her thumbs into the black lace panties and moved them down and off her legs.

"I want to make you hard again," she said, pleased that the sight of her naked body had already begun to have an effect on her lover. She pushed his legs apart and knelt down between them, rubbing the tops of his thighs, her white arms contrasting with his black thighs. She had not engaged in oral sex for some years, but she told herself it was like riding a bike.

Meryl took his black shaft in her hand and began to gently stoke it, while she looked up into Cory's eyes. He brought his hand to the back of her head and stroked her hair, reaching down to cup her breast with the other. They continued like this for some minutes, until she felt Cory firm again. The ache in her loins had returned, but she knew he would be inside her again soon and was not nearly as desperate as she had been.

Meryl locked eyes and brought her tongue to the head of Cory's cock licked around it. She immediately tasted herself. Moving her hand to the base, she licked up and down the shaft showing above her hand. She placed it onto her cheek and rubbed it around, while he watched her. Meryl knew he would enjoy seeing his black member rubbing over her soft, white features. 

Meanwhile, Cory continued to massage her head and breast. When she felt the time was right she engulfed his cock right down to her hand, the tip pushing into her throat, causing her to gag. As she withdrew she ran her tongue up the base.

Then Meryl settled into a rhythm. Still looking up into Cory's eyes she began to bob her head up and down on his cock. Licking and sucking noisily. When she saw him grimace and shut his eyes tight, she knew she was now in complete control of this man. She moved her free hand to his large balls and began to massage them.

Cory brought both his hands to the back of her head and guided her in her efforts. As her jaw began to ache, she felt him twitch. At such times in the past she would have pulled off and let the man come on her breasts, but she decided this time was different. She sucked him just a little harder and then, without further warning, he exploded in her mouth. 

Meryl swallowed as best she could, but her inexperience showed and Cory's cum began to leak out of her mouth, onto her lips chin and breasts. She rubbed the knob over her lips as she continued to pump the lower part of the shaft, before again taking the cock in her mouth. She cleaned it as it softened, before stopping and looking back up at him.

"Now it's your turn," he said, helping her to stand and then moving her to lie on her back on the bed. 

Cory knelt between her legs and lifted them up and over his shoulders, as he bent his head toward her love nest. Mike had tried to please her this way, but never quite got the technique good enough to bring her to orgasm. Over the past few years he had given up. Cory, on the other hand, seemed to know just where to nibble, where to run his tongue and when to bring his fingers into play.

Meryl had her hands on her breasts, while she moved her hips up and down pushing herself into Cory's face. The feeling was coming upon her again and then he began to concentrate his efforts on her clitoris. He moved two fingers inside of her. When he brought his little finger to begin touching her anus, her second orgasm flooded through her. It was less intense than the first, but no less satisfying.

At its completion, Cory moved up to lie beside her. She settled into the crook of his arm, laying her head on his shoulder and drifted off into a sex and alcohol induced sleep. 

When Meryl began to come back to consciousness, she was aware of a hand massaging her breast. She had rolled and was positioned facing away from her black lover. She felt his cock on her buttocks and gave a little murmur to indicate she was awake. Cory moved down so that his cock was position adjacent to her vagina.

Meryl lifted her top leg and hooked it back over his. Then she reached down and again found his hardness. She wondered to herself how on earth he could be hard again, comparing him favorably to her husband. This thought of her husband and being in the marital bed now brought no feelings of guilt. She wanted sex again and was happy to have it with whoever was available to her.

She brought his cock to her labia and began to use it as a vibrator, running the head up and down the length of her slit. When this had aroused her enough she placed it at her entrance and arched her back further, inviting him to enter her again. Cory immediately moved his hips, pushing deep inside her well lubricated channel. Once fully embedded he stopped and held himself there until Meryl indicated that he should begin to fuck her. He began with short sharp thrusts, not pulling out more than half way at any time.

This fuck was the polar opposite to their first one on the sofa. This was the slow intimate love making of a couple who had satisfied their initial lust. He brought his hand over to her breast and found her nipple, pulling and twisting it gently. She moved her hand down to his balls and began to massage them again.

After a time Cory altered his thrusting to longer deeper ones. Meryl moved her hips around as felt her juices rising. Then abruptly he stopped.

"Doggie style," was all he said.

Meryl was up for any position by this stage and quickly moved onto her hands and knees. She waited there knowing Cory was perusing her ass and profile. She moved her hips indicating that he should enter her again. He moved his cock to her and immediately thrust forward hard, burying himself to the hilt. He held himself there for some seconds before withdrawing all the way and thrusting forward again. Then he began to repeat this over and over picking up pace, while he bent forward to capture her breasts. As she moved back to meet these thrusts, there his hips slapped her behind.

The movements and the slapping evoked raw sex in her mind. It was very arousing. She felt a need to bring her hand to her clitoris and as her fingers touched she felt the first contractions of her orgasm. This time Cory stopped thrusting and held himself deep inside of her as she pulsed time and again on his cock.

When she finished he began to thrust again. A short time later he stopped, withdrew and told Meryl to lie flat on the bed. When she complied he lay on top of her, resting his cock on her butt crack. She liked this feeling of warmth and intimacy. They lay for a couple of minutes saying nothing before, very slowly Cory began to move his hips causing his slippery cock to slide up and down her butt crevice. At the same time he nibbled on her ear.

This was turning Meryl on again and she longed for him to reenter her. She opened her legs inviting him in, but he merely continued as before.

Eventually she felt the need to plead.

"Please go back inside of me," she said quietly.

He moved his cock down to her vaginal lips, rubbed it up and down them, before slipping back inside her.

Meryl let out a long breath as he did so. Because of their position he could not fully enter her, but gently moved half his cock in and out of her. Then Cory returned his mouth to her ear.

"Do you have any lubricant?" he asked.

"Yes in the bedside draw," she replied, puzzled at this request, given how wet she felt.

She saw his arm reach out to the drawers, while he continued to gently fuck her. He found the lube and flicked the top off.




Bragging Rights



"I want to fuck you in the ass," he whispered bluntly into her ear.

Meryl's heart skipped a beat. She had thought Cory might have wanted to do that, but she was full of doubt. Mike had asked early in their relationship, but she had turned him down and he had never asked again. She had read of it in novels and had wondered what it would be like, but thought it something she would not experience. Now here was a naked man, a naked black man, with his erect cock poised at her rear entrance.

"I've never done that before," she admitted.

"Have you ever fucked a black man before?"

"No," she answered honestly.

"Then this will be another first. A cock satisfying your ass. A black cock in your ass."

"It might hurt," Meryl said stating the obvious.

"I need too Meryl, I need to feel that tightness," Cory said, not putting her mind at ease in any way.

Meryl delayed her reply. She was not a prude and the nature of this liaison meant she was willing to go anywhere with Cory. However, she was scared of the pain. As she considered his request, Cory began to rub the lube around her anal ring. It felt nice and she began to tingle between her legs, yet again.

"OK, but go easy," she finally uttered, aware he was proceeding, despite what she said.

He didn't thank her as she would have liked, given what she was allowing him to do. 

"Just relax," was all he said and pushed his finger into her ass. 

With plenty of lube it was bearable for Meryl. Just a little uncomfortable, as he began to move the finger around. Then he withdrew the finger, grabbed a pillow and slipped it under her hips, in order to raise them. He moved off her slightly and she looked back to saw him rubbing the lube over his cock.

"Relax," he said again. "Just touch yourself, I'll do the rest."

As Cory brought his cock to her ass hole, Meryl pushed a hand between her hips and the pillow and found her clitoris. She used three fingers and began to rub it in a circular motion. Despite her trepidation she was now quite aroused again. She took short shallow breaths, as she did her best to relax her muscles.

Meryl felt Cory's lube covered cock press against her entrance. With a hand on his shaft he merely held it there, gradually increasing the pressure. Eventually something had to give, as there was nowhere else for him to go. The head pushed through her small opening. A sliver of pain shot through her and she let out a scream.

"Relax," he repeated. "This is such a turn on I won't last long." With that he pushed forward, withdrew a fraction and pushed in again.

Meryl gritted her teeth. The pain was now intense, but she was determined to satisfy this man. She rubbed her clitoris harder and the pleasure she felt went some way to alleviating her discomfort. As she battled to relax her ass muscles, she decided the best way was to help him finish. The next time he moved forward she bravely pushed back a little, impaling her ass further on his cock.

Meryl heard him squirt more lube on his cock and the combination of this and her pushing back drove his cock deeper into her. Now he began to move in and out of her with short, sharp thrusts, grunting with pleasure as he proceeded.

"Ohh, you're so tight, it's fantastic," Cory moaned and a wave of pride shot through her, with the knowledge she was providing her lover with all he desired. She bravely continued moving her ass to meet his increasing thrusts, while her hand continued to pleasure herself. 

Meryl turned her head back to watch him, out of one eye. He was propped up on one arm, the other on her hip, his face grimacing again, as he watched his black cock moving in and out between her white buttocks. The whole scene was surreal and very erotic. She felt another orgasm rising. Harder and harder she rubbed herself, before slipping the three fingers inside of her vagina. With that she went over the edge. Both pleasure and pain were intense as Cory pushed fully inside of her ass.

Meryl's release caused her vaginal and rectal muscles contract. She clenched tighter onto the cock inside her. This clearly proved too much for Cory and he let out a long moan. She felt him pulse as he climaxed, buried deep in her rectum.

As she came down from her orgasm the pain really hit her. She pleaded with Cory to pull out. He wasted no time in withdrawing and collapsed on top of her.

"That was the ultimate," Cory said, breathlessly. "The best sex I've ever had." 

"Me too," Meryl replied, without really considering whether she meant it. She was merely reveling in her ability to please this experienced black man.

Then with a shrug she indicated to Cory that he roll off her. When he moved she returned to the crock of his arm, her head again on his shoulder, a hand on his chest.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked him.

She knew full well he'd enjoyed it, but just wanted to hear him say so. When he began to repeat his platitudes, she swelled with pride. Her body felt like it had been run over by a bus. Her muscles ached, as did her jaw, vagina and anal passage, but she felt it was all worth it.

Meryl had crossed a forbidden bridge for two reasons. First, to satisfy an itch that had been growing for over five years. Second, in order to gather a story that would far surpass any she had heard from her brash friends. 

"I can outperform them. Raunchy sex with a black lover, in my own bed, makes for a top quality story, if I dare to tell it," she thought with a sense of satisfaction.

Suddenly Mike came to her mind and guilt snuck in. "Jesus, I'm more worried about impressing my friends than I am about cheating on my husband," she muttered to herself. "Maybe that sums up the state of my marriage."

Thoughts of her husband and the black man lying naked in their bed unsettled her and Meryl decided that was enough for now. She indicated to Cory that she was off for a shower.

"I'll have one first. You can join me if you like," said Cory kissing her on the forehead and moving his hand to again cup her mound.

Knowing full well where that would lead, and how sore she was feeling, Meryl gently removed his hand and so declined his offer.

"I think I need to sleep a little while."

"Ok I'll shower, measure up that shed and then lock up on the way out," he said rubbing a hand across her breast. "I'll call in again on Friday and start work. I'll see you then"

"Thanks," said Meryl turning away, pulling up a sheet and shutting her eyes. She would deny him on Friday, she knew that. "After all I'm not a slut," she thought. However, she also knew Cory, being Cory would try again, while he took his time to complete that shed. Meryl thought about that as she drifted off to sleep.



Bragging Rights... Oh Yeah Baby!



This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe

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During the October 23, 2009 edition of Friday Night SmackDown airing from Columbia, South Carolina's Colonial Life Arena, the newest members of Team SmackDown, Finlay, David Hart Smith, Matt Hardy, R-Truth and Tyson Kidd are all congratulating each other in the locker room after they won the match to replace five of the original members for SmackDown's Bragging Rights team, "Now RAW has no chance this Sunday, the best of SmackDown is right here," David Hart Smith.

"That's right we're gonna shut them down this Sunday, and that's the truth," R-Truth says as he's dressed in his baggy jeans. 

"This calls for a celebration, who's up for a few rounds of Guinness?" Finlay asks.

"No thanks... I learned not to go drinking with you," Matt Hardy says with a laugh and he's dressed in blue wrestling tights. 

"Natalya doesn't like me to drink the heavy stuff," Tyson says as he's wearing his pink and black wrestling shorts. 

"That's why Nattie pushes you around," David smirks, "Finlay I'm gonna drink you under the table..." David Hart Smith says as he starts to head for the locker room door.

"You cocky little bastard, no one out drinks an Irishman," Finlay says as he follows the son of the British Bulldog out of the locker room. A few moments after they are gone, Natalya Neidhart pushes the door open locker room.

"Hey babe..." Tyson says just before Matt and R-Truth are going to question Natalya entering the Superstars's dressing room.

Natalya Neidhart places her hands onto her nicely juicy, rounded hips, slyly smirking and raising an eyebrow as she looks at Tyson Kidd, Matt Hardy and R- Truth. "Hey boys...congrats on making the new Team SmackDown. SmackDown is totally going to crush RAW, yeah baby!" Natalya says, dressed in a pair of tight black and hot pink, leather-styled wrestling pants and a black tight top.

"Got that right baby..." Tyson smirks. 

Matt raises an eyebrow, "Yeah that goes without saying but ummmm Natalya... you know this is the Men's locker room..." Matt says.

Natalya smirks at Matt Hardy as deeply, but seductively laughs. "Baby...what do I look like, an idiot?" Natalya says, lightly tossing her blond with pink streaked hair back. "I know that, baby, but listen guys...I just got done speaking with your Captain, Chris Jericho..." Natalya begins to say.

R-Truth rolls his eyes a bit, "We're not even on the team half-a-hour and he's got something to tell us?" R-Truth asks. 

Tyson raises an eyebrow, "What does he want Nattie? We're ready to win Sunday..."

Natalya presses her luscious and pouty lips together as she seductively looks at the three SmackDown Superstars "No babes....just listen to me for a sec, Chris wants to make sure his team is all motivated for Sunday and ready to win!"

"Oh we're motivated... trust me," Matt Hardy says with a grin.

R-Truth smirks a bit, "With that look she's giving us, I think she has something in mind..." R-Truth says. 

"Yeah... she does, I know that look..." Tyson adds.

Natalya narrows her eyes as she lustfully glares at her personal boy toy, Tyson Kidd. "Ty...baby you know exactly what to do then!" Natalya commands to her boyfriend.

"Yeah I do..." Tyson Kidd licks his lips before he starts to lower his wrestling shorts form his waist, revealing his nicely thick and long cock. 

Matt chuckles slightly as he catches on to what's going to happen, "I'm bigger than that..." Matt says as he lowers his wrestling pants, freeing his cock, which is noticeably thicker and longer than Tyson. 

"Matt, Tyson, you two aren't in my league..." R-Truth says as he undoes his jeans and lowers them to let out his big black cock which is thicker than Tyson's shaft but longer than Matt's.

Natalya nods her head with approval as she glances down at R-Truth's black cock, before glancing over at the nicely sized, but noticeably smaller cocks of Tyson Kidd and Matt Hardy. "And that's the fuckin' truth, baby! Haha!"

"Hey it ain't the size that counts...." Matt starts to say. 

"It's how you use it, and you know I can use it..." Tyson says as he completes Matt's sentence.

Natalya Neidhart commandingly snaps her fingers together and slyly smirks. "Boys...its about time to get you motivated! Oh yeah!" Natalya says with a lick of her lips as she approaches Matt Hardy and R-Truth before the feisty Anvilette kneels in front of them, wrapping her left hand around Matt Hardy's cock and her right hand around R-Truth's black cock, beginning to stroke both cocks.

"Ahhh mmmm..." Matt Hardy moans as Natalya strokes his cock with her left hand while she jerks off R-Truth with her right hand. Tyson Kidd moves to stand between, "Hey I'm motivated..." Tyson says as he grips his cock and brushes the head swollen head of his cock against Natalya's lips.

Natalya raises an eyebrow as she glances up at Tyson Kidd before she slides her tongue out of her mouth and slaps her tongue firmly against the head of Tyson's cock before guiding her talented tongue against his nicely long shaft. "Mmmmm...yeah baby..." Natalya groans as she orally dominates Tyson's cock with her tongue while she moves her hands smoothly against the shafts of Matt Hardy and R-Truth.

"Ahhhh shit..." Tyson moans as he puts a hand on Natalya's head as she works her tongue up and down the side of his long cock. 

"Now she's motivated..." R-Truth smirks as Natalya pumps her hands up and down on his and Matt's large dicks.

Natalya drags her tongue against Tyson's shaft before reaching the swollen head of his cock and opening her wet, warm mouth. Natalya immediately lowers her head to devour Tyson's cock, wrapping her lips firmly around his shaft. "Mmmmmm!" Natalya groans as she starts to quickly bob her head on Tyson's cock as she works her talented hands against the shafts of Matt and R-Truth.

"Ahhhh yeah Nattie... show 'em how you suck cock..." Tyson moans as Natalya bobs her head quickly on his cock while Matt Hardy and R-Truth start to pull her tight black top up over her large, juicy tits. Natalya presses her pouty lips tight around Tyson's shaft as she lifts and lowers her blond with pink streaked haired head on his shaft, sliding her tongue against his impressively sized cock. Natalya removes her hands from Matt Hardy and R-Truth's cocks as she lowers her hands down to her waist to start pushing her tight wrestling pants down from her juicy hips and waist.

"Damn... like a woman who is put together..." R-Truth smirks as he gets a good look of Natalya's powerful thighs and juicy hips as Natalya pulls her legs out of her tight wrestling pants while she blows Tyson Kidd. Natalya places her hands onto Tyson Kidd's toned, tanned waist and starts to rapidly bob her head on his cock, forcing his shaft deeper into her hot mouth.

"Ahhh fuck... awww shit baby..." Tyson moans as Natalya pulls him forward to have him fuck her mouth as she deep throats his cock. 

Matt Hardy moves behind Natalya and kneels on the floor, "I'm gonna show her a little motivation..." Matt grins as he pushes his cock into Natalya's tight warm and wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmm!" Natalya Neidhart happily groans around Tyson Kidd's cock as she feels Matt's cock entering her tight pussy from behind with a deep and firm thrust. Natalya closes her eyes and turns her head on Tyson's cock, digging her fingernails into the skin of Tyson's waist, encouraging him to pump his cock quicker into her mouth.

"Ahhhh mmmm... ohh yeah..." Matt Hardy moans as he smoothly thrusts his cock in and out of Natalya's tight pussy.

"Ohhh fuck baby... ahhh..." Tyson Kidd moans as he pushes his cock balls deep into Natalya's mouth before Natalya lifts her head to the top of his cock. Natalya places her hands down on the floor and starts to aggressively and smoothly rock back and forth on her knees against Matt Hardy's cock while Tyson freely pumps his shaft into her mouth.

"Awww yeah Nattie..." Matt moans as he pumps his cock into Natalya's wet pussy. 

"Hey.... ahhh only I call her that..." Tyson moans as he fucks Natalya's mouth for a few moments before he pulls his cock out of her mouth. 

Tyson moves away and R-Truth steps in front of Natalya, "Open wide for the Truth..." R-Truth says as Natalya gets an up close look of his cock while Matt fucks her.

"Oh yeah baby! Give it all to me!" Natalya says with a laugh before she opens her mouth wider for R-Truth while she steadily rocks back and forth on her knees with Matt thrusting deeply into her tight, warm pussy from behind. R- Truth smirks as he wraps his left hand around his cock and guides it into Natalya's wide-open mouth while Matt drives his cock deeply into her tight pussy.

"Mmmmmmm!" Natalya groans and presses her lips around R-Truth's black shaft as he starts to pump his shaft into her hot mouth. Natalya's juicy and tanned, rounded ass smacks perfectly against Matt's waist as she eagerly rocks back against his thrusting shaft.

"Ahhhh yeah suck that big black dick..." R-Truth moans as he thrusts his cock smoothly in and out of Natalya's warm and wet mouth. 

"Ohhhh fuck.... ahhh yeah..." Matt Hardy licks his lips as he deeply thrusts his cock into Natalya's pussy while her ass smacks loudly against his toned waist.

"Mmmmmm! MMMMMM!" Natalya hungrily groans around R-Truth's cock as she starts to bob her head quickly on his shaft while he pumps his cock into her hot mouth.

"Ohhh yeah.... ahhh..." R-Truth moans as Natalya sucks and slurps on his large black cock. Matt Hardy pulls out of Natalya's pussy as Tyson moves behind Natalya. 

"Nattie loves to be on top..." Tyson says to Matt as he lays on the ground and slides feet first underneath Natalya. Once his cock is underneath her pussy, Tyson puts his hands on Natalya's hips and pulls her down on to his cock.

"Mmmmmm....oh fuck Ty!" Natalya moans and grits her teeth as when Tyson Kidd pulls her back, her head lifts instantly from R-Truth's black cock, as she is now mounted on the cock of her boyfriend. Natalya licks her lips slyly and smirks as she places her hands behind her onto Tyson's toned chest and begins to rock on his shaft.

"Ahhhh yeah... awww..." Tyson moans as he starts to thrust his cock up into Natalya's pussy as she rocks on his cock. R-Truth licks his lips and he proceeds to stand over Natalya's body and as she tilts her head back to look upward, R-Truth dips his cock down into her mouth.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhhh...yeah..." Natalya seductively groans around R-Truth's black cock as he once again starts to pump his cock into the hot mouth of the sassy Anvilette. Natalya closes her eyes and starts to grind her juicy ass down on Tyson's waist as he pumps his shaft up into her wet pussy.

"Ohhh yeah... you like that black dick..." R-Truth moans as he lifts and lowers his cock in and out of Natalya's mouth while she rocks and bounces on Tyson Kidd's pistoning cock.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Natalya groans in reply as she sharply bounces up and down on Tyson Kidd's cock as he swiftly works his shaft up into her pussy. Natalya begins to slap her wet tongue against R-Truth's black cock as he pumps his shaft deeply into her incredibly hot mouth.

"Ahhh yeah... ahhh yeah..." Tyson moans as he pushes Natalya up to the head of his cock so that he can sharply and swiftly drive his cock in and out of her pussy with his up and down thrusts.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhh!" Natalya moans as she starts to turn her head swiftly on R- Truth's meaty black cock while she bounces up and down on Tyson's cock, rocking back and forth as well.

"Ahh yeah.... ohhh fuck..." R-Truth moans as he deeply thrusts his cock down into Natalya's mouth before he pulls out. "Gonna fuck that pussy good..." R- Truth smirks before he lifts Natalya up off of Tyson's cock. The hot black Superstar proceeds to impale Natalya's pussy on his cock as she wraps her legs around his waist.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhh yeah baby! Haha! That's what I'm talkin' about!" Natalya moans and grits her teeth as she wraps her juicy, tanned, smooth legs around R-Truth's muscular black waist and begins to bounce on his shaft while mounted on top of it.

"Ahhh yeah.... awww yeah..." R-Truth grunts as he drives his big black cock in and out of Natalya's hot tight pussy. 

Matt Hardy, who has been stroking his cock and watching the action, moves behind Natalya, "You're gonna be talking about this now..." Matt grins as he pushes his cock into her large juicy round ass.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhh yeah baby! Stick that cock in my ass!" Natalya Neidhart loudly groans as she leans back against Matt Hardy as he begins to drill her juicy ass.

"Ahhhh.... aww ahhhh..." Matt grunts as he thrusts his cock in and out of Natalya's asshole. R-Truth puts his hands underneath Natalya's juicy thighs as he deeply rams his cock into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh! Mmmm yeah baby! Just what I like!" Natalya moans and licks her pouty lips as she rapidly bounces between R-Truth and Matt Hardy as the two SmackDown Superstars impale her ass and pussy with their cocks.

"Ahhh ahhhh yeah... aww..." R-Truth groans as he shoves his big black cock harder and faster into Natalya's pussy as she bounces between him and Matt Hardy. Matt grits his teeth as he sharply drills Natalya's round ass.

"Ohhhhhh...ohhhh yeah!" Natalya moans as she places her hands onto R-Truth's strong arms as she rocks forward against his shaft, while grind down on Matt's cock in her ass.

"Ohhhh fuck yeah... mmm yeah..." Matt grinds his teeth together as he drives his cock deep into Natalya's ass. R-Truth pulls his cock out of Natalya's pussy, causing Matt to lose his balance. Matt goes down to the ground with Natalya on top of him with his cock in her ass.

"Oh...Haha! Yeah baby! Mmmmm...you like that ass, don't ya, baby!" Natalya moans and grits her teeth as she aggressively places her hands behind her onto Matt's toned chest, practically pinning him down to the floor as she rides his cock, bouncing and rocking.

"Ahhhh awww... shit... what a great ass..." Matt grunts as Natalya bounces up and down on his cock that's in her asshole. 

Tyson Kidd moves in front of Natalya and smirks, "You got a lot to brag about Nattie..." Tyson says as he pushes his cock into Natalya's warm and wet pussy.

"Ohhhhhh! Of course Ty! I am the absolute best, baby!" Natalya moans and laughs as she leans her head back, rocking on Matt Hardy's cock beneath her in her juicy ass while moving swiftly against Tyson's cock now in her pussy.

"Ahhhh... mmmm fuck.... ahhh..." Tyson Kidd licks his lips as he pumps his cock in and out of Natalya's pussy. Matt has his hands on Natalya's lower back as he pistons his cock up into her ass hole. R-Truth steps to the right of Natalya and pushes his cock into her open mouth.

"Mmmmmmm!" Natalya groans around R-Truth's black cock as it invades her mouth and begins to pump lightly into her hot, wet mouth as she grinds between her boyfriend Tyson Kidd and Matt Hardy.

"Ohhh fuck... mmmm..." R-Truth moans as he moves his cock in and out of Natalya's mouth while she's sandwiched between Matt and Tyson as they fuck her ass and pussy.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Natalya lustfully groans around R-Truth's meaty black cock as she rocks back on Matt's cock, grinding her juicy ass on his shaft while Tyson quickly rams his shaft into her tight pussy.

"Ohhh yeah... ahhhh fuck... ahhh..." Matt Hardy moans as he pumps his cock up into Natalya's asshole. 

"Ahhhh awww yeah Nattie.... ahhhh..." Tyson grunts as he rapidly thrusts his cock in and out of Natalya's pussy as he starts to cum inside of her.

"MMMMMMMM!" Natalya sharply groans around R-Truth's cock, pressing her luscious lips around his shaft, turning her head and completely lowering on Matt's cock in her ass.

"Ahhhh.... awww yeah... mmmm..." Matt Hardy moans as his large cock starts to cum inside of Natalya's ass as Tyson pulls out of her pussy. Natalya remains seated on Matt Hardy's pulsating cock as his warm cum settles inside of her asshole. Natalya lifts her hands from Matt's toned chest and places them on R-Truth's muscular black waist and begins to rapidly bob her head, sucking his shaft.

"Ahhhh awww mmmm fuck.... yeah..." R-Truth moans as Natalya sucks and slurps on his large, thick black and throbbing cock. Natalya lifts her beautiful and mischievous eyes to glance up at R-Truth as she rapidly moves her head on his black meaty cock, slapping her tongue against his shaft.

"Mmmmm ahhh.... ohhh fuck ahhhh..." R-Truth moans as he starts to cum inside of Natalya's mouth as she takes as much of his cock as she can into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Natalya groans as she tastes R-Truth's cum flooding into her hot and incredibly wet mouth. Natalya closes her eyes as she smoothly bobs her head deeply, sucking the cum from his shaft.

"Ahhh yeah... she sucks real good... and that's the truth..." R-Truth moans as Natalya sucks every drop of cum from his cock before letting him pull out of her mouth.

Natalya raises an eyebrow and slyly smirks as she lifts herself off of Matt Hardy and proceeds to stand. "Yeah baby! Now that's what I'm talkin' about..."

Matt Hardy gets up from the floor and looks at Natalya, "So Nattie... when we win Sunday..."

Natalya raises an eyebrow and smirks. "You just better win Sunday..."

"You don't got to worry about that baby, SmackDown has a stacked team," Tyson Kidd says. 

"And that's the whole truth and nothing but the truth..." R-Truth adds.

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