Chapter 6
"Harder! Fuck me harder!" I heard Carol yelling as I came back inside the apartment. She was lying on her back on the living room floor. I watched with my mouth hanging open as her fingernails tore into Stan's back, leaving bright red welts all over him. I watched as his huge cock kept driving deeper and deeper into Carol's swollen pussy.
Neither one of them had noticed that I had come into the room. I was paralyzed by the sight of the two of them fucking right there on the floor in front of me. I plopped myself down in the closest chair and watched in excitement as Carol's hungry cunt swallowed every inch of his enormous tool, as she bucked her hips up from the floor to meet every thrust of his cock.
"Your cock feels so good. Fuck me! Fuck my sweet cunt with your hard dick. Fuck me good with your big cock!" Carol's eyes were shut tight as she yelled out her desires to him.
Without even realizing it, I was rubbing myself between my thighs, making myself hot while I watched the two of them making love only a few feet away from me. I could feel the wetness of my pussy through the material of my jeans. I wanted to have a cock inside me also. I wanted Stan's cock in me. I wanted to get up and put my mouth on his balls and suck on them while he was balling Carol, making her scream with delight.
I watched as his hands reached for her big tits and began squeezing the firm mounds of flesh. Suddenly Stan pulled his dick out of her and moved up on her body, resting his shiny and slippery dong between her big tits. He pulled her tits around his shaft and pumped his dick up and down between them. I had never seen anything like it before in my life. He was fucking her tits! He was going to shoot his. come all over her face. And I was going to see it all-I was going to watch as his hot come came pouring all over her chin and lips, watch her lick up every drop of his sex juice with her hot tongue.
"I'm coming, Carol! I'm gonna shoot!" Stan cried out, unaware that there might have been anyone else in the room with them.
"Let me taste your come, Stan. I want it. I want it all over me. I want every drop of your sweet come!" In another moment his thick white liquid was shooting all over her face, dripping from her chin and onto her neck.
My hands were still busily at work between my legs as Carol began rubbing his come into her smooth skin.
Stan moved further up on her body until his cock was at her mouth. She sucked it into her face and drained him of anything that he might have had left in him until I saw his dick grow small and soft and slip out of her mouth.
They still hadn't noticed me on the other side of the room. I wondered whether or not I should've gotten up and come back in again. But the scene had made me too ,weak to move from my chair. My eyes were closed when I heard Stan.
"And just how long have you been sitting there playing with yourself? You could have at least said something. There's always room enough for one more, you know." Carol's hand was still caressing his limp prick.
Stan lifted himself off Carol and sat down in the chair across the room from me. Carol moved underneath him and wrapped her arm around his naked hairy leg, leaning the side of her face against his leg.
"What's the matter, Stan? Isn't Carol enough for you?" I asked.
"I told ,you before," Carol said, "Stan is one person who can't ever get enough pussy. He'll probably die with his dick as hard as a rock, at a ripe old age."
"Well, how about you and I have a nice round of fucking. It'll do you a lot of good. It might even help you forget about that husband of yours. You never can tell what some good fucking can do for a girl."
I gave Carol a hard look. I was angry that she had told him about Tom. I didn't like the idea of the whole world knowing that I was unhappy with my husband.
After all, it wasn't anyone's business but my own. Or someone else that I chose to tell.
"I'm sorry, Judy. I guess that I just let it slip out," Stan said. "I sort of forced Carol into telling me about it. So don't get angry with her, it's my fault."
"I suppose that it really doesn't matter too much now anyway. I'll be big about it. I'll forgive both of you." They both laughed at my remark. After I realized how silly it must have sounded, I couldn't help but laugh myself.
"Well, how about it, Judy. I'd sure like to get into that hot little box of yours again," Stan said, getting up from his seat and walking towards me, his cock swinging back and forth as he walked.
"I don't think that you could stick your prick into anything the way it is now," I said, trying to tease him.
"Well, why don't you see if you can do anything about that for me," he said as he moved even closer to me, his cock now just below my mouth.
"I don't know, Stan. I don't think that it's fair for me to have all the fun and not for Carol to share some of it."
"Not me, sister! I've had enough for now. He's all yours! You want him, you got him." Carol got up and left the room, giving Stan a long wet kiss on the mouth and a gentle squeeze on his cock before she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Stan was still standing right in front of me, his cock just about touching my lips. I took his cock in my hands and looked at it for a while before I took it into my mouth. I still couldn't believe that anything as small and weak as his prick seemed to be right then, could grow to be as long and hard as it was only a few minutes ago. When it was pumping in and out of Carol's cunt.
Finally, I sucked him into my mouth and rolled my tongue all around it. I took his balls in my hand and played with his heavy sac, rolling his balls around with my fingertips. I heard him moan above me. Slowly, with a hard sucking motion, I pulled on his dong and let it slip tightly in and out of my mouth. I was so hot that I could hardly wait for him to get hard enough to fuck me where I really wanted it-in my burning pussy!
Without taking my mouth off his cock, I managed to pull off my jeans and bikini panties. He reached down and pulled my sweater up over my head. Before I knew it, I was as naked as he was. I worked one of my fingers into my burning hole, sucking him off as I finger-fucked myself. His cock was starting to get hard again. I could feel it as it began to stretch my lips with its massive size. Soon it was so large that I was barely able to get my lips around it.
"I want you in me," I whispered. "I want your dick inside my pussy. Fuck me now! Please, Stan! I can't wait any longer for it!" I started to get down on the floor but he held me in the chair, spreading my legs apart as I sat there. At first I thought that he was going to eat me. I had never thought that anyone could fuck sitting down, but I was wrong. He put his big prick to the entrance of my cunt, and supporting himself by holding on the back of the chair, leaned forward. He managed to enter me with no trouble at all.
In a few moments, his dick was all the way up my hole, stretching my cunt to fit his huge meat. It looked as if he were doing vertical pushups on my small body. I had a clear view of his dick sliding in and out and in again. It was terribly exciting to me to watch myself being fucked, especially by such a big cock as his.
"Fuck me, Stan! Fuck me good with your big fat cock! Oooooooo . . . your cock is soooo big. It feels soooooo goooood in my cunt. Does it feel good to you? Do you like fucking my tight hole with your big prick?"
He drove his dick deeper and deeper into my cunt. I could feel it throbbing inside of me. My cunt was dripping wet with my love juices. He'd start to pull his cock almost all the way out, then with one quick hard thrust he'd shove it all the way back in again, making me scream with lust. I had no control over the fuck. I was powerless underneath his strong body as he kept driving in and out of my wet pussy.
I felt the inner walls of my cunt contracting around his long shaft. I could feel the spasms of my orgasm approaching as he kept on ramming into me with his huge dong. My body jolted under him as I climaxed, my creams flowing down my inner thigh, dripping down my smooth legs. I wrapped my legs around his back and drove my hips towards him, trying to get as much of him into me as I could.
He kept fucking me. Lunging into my cunt harder and harder with every thrust. I was loving every inch of his prick, every fucking inch of his giant cock. It wasn't long before my body was shaking again. Coming, coming, coming, it just wouldn't stop. I thought that it would go on forever, that he would never take that dick of his out of my tight hole, that I would spend the rest of my life with him fucking me to come after come. The only sounds that I heard were Stan's groans and moans. It was the wildest fuck that I had ever had.
I felt him tensing and knew that he was finally about to come. He was going to shoot his hot come into my body, fill me with his lust. His dick was throbbing wildly as he began shooting his hot jets of come into my waiting pussy. My legs gripped him tighter around the back, pulling him closer to me. He moved his head down to my chest and sucked in one of my tits with his mouth, biting and nibbling on it as he kept fucking me after he had shot his load, fucking me until his dick got soft inside me, until it slipped out and lay silent and still between us, still throbbing slightly.
I started kissing him all over his face-sloppy kisses, wet kisses. I rubbed my wet pussy into his soft cock. I moved my legs up and down his back, feeling his ass with the bottoms of my feet and running my toes through his hairy crack. N
He was still kissing and nibbling on my firm tits, making the nipples stand out harder and stiffer than they already were.
"Suck my tits! Lick them with your tongue. Make me hot again for your beautiful prick. I want it again. I want to fuck you again. I want to have you inside me again. I want to feel your fat dick tearing me apart, making me come. Fuck me, Stan! Fuck me some more with your great big cock!" I was still pushing my cunt against his cock. I could tell that my words were making him hot to have me again. I felt his dick slowly getting stiff again. It was getting hard again. It was going to fuck me again. And I was the one who had made it that way. I was the one who got it hard for me again. I reached down to where his cock was and squeezed it gently in my hand, feeling it throbbing and growing hard-on in my fingers. When he was completely erect again, I guided it back into my cunt. He pushed it all the way into me. I almost came instantly when I felt it move all the way up inside my pussy.
He fucked me even harder this time. I squeezed my legs around him as tight as I could, milking his fat dong for all I was worth. I moved my hand around to his balls and played with his hairy sac, making him push harder into me. I pushed up to meet every thrust of his dong. I had never felt so completely overtaken by sex before. I wanted nothing but to have his cock buried in my pussy, fucking me until I came, and then still fucking me until I came again and again, releasing all my tensions, all my hidden desires.
I was so wrapped up that I hadn't even realized that Carol had come back and was joining our fucking. My eyes were shut so tight that I didn't even know that she was kneeling behind Stan, licking and sucking on his balls, shoving her finger into his puckered asshole, making him shove his cock harder and deeper into my burning pussy.
"I want your come, Stan!" I heard Carol shout. "I want to taste your come again."
Stan brought me to three more orgasms before he quickly pulled his cock out of me. Carol was waiting underneath him, ready to take his cock in her mouth, wanting him to shoot his load down her throat. He was still on top of me so I could feel his body quiver as he began shooting his hot jets into Carol's mouth. She sucked down every drop of his come until his dick was drained of all his juices.
Afterwards, we all just collapsed in a pile around the chair, exhausted from the tremendous amount of fucking and sucking we had just been through. After a short rest, I managed to drag myself into the shower and wash all the sweat off my body. While I was hi the shower I couldn't resist the temptation to finger my cunt until I reached another orgasm as I thought about having been fucked so thoroughly by Stan's enormous dong, while Carol was sucking on his balls behind us.
When I came back into the living room, Stan and Carol were still sitting there naked, just talking to each other, as if they had never fucked each other silly a few minutes ago. All I had on was a bath towel, which I quickly took off when I saw that they were still both naked.
"Have you heard anything from Jan?" I asked Carol.
"Not yet. She said that she'd come over here later tonight and let us know what happened."
I looked over at Stan. It looked as if he were starting to nod out. I couldn't believe how helpless he looked at that moment.
"I guess that your friend Stan has finally met his match," I said. "And you said he'd never wear out from fucking."
"Well, don't forget, you only showed up for the second half."
"How long had you two been going at it before I got here?"
"I don't know. Maybe an hour or two I guess. Maybe a little longer," she said. I was a little sorry that I wasn't around for the whole session. But, nevertheless, I was quite satisfied.
Stan finally got himself back together after an hour or so. He left, saying that he had some work to do before he went out tonight. I was amazed that he thought that he would have enough energy to go out again. But, then again, I had never met anyone quite like him before.
I couldn't help wondering about Tom though, and what had happened when Jan was over at my house with him. In a way, I felt very strange about the whole thing. I mean, sending my friend out to fuck my husband. I hoped that it had accomplished what I had wanted it to. I was beginning to miss Tom very much. I was anxious to hear from Jan how it had turned out.
I turned to Carol. She had dozed off again. That must have been some two hours I missed, I thought to myself. I still didn't feel like getting dressed. I was just too comfortable the way I was, walking around the apartment completely nude. I almost wished that someone were watching as I strolled by the windows exposing my body for anyone who wanted to see. I looked over to where Carol was. She was still asleep, as naked as I was. I couldn't help but admire her sexy body. And those two huge mounds of flesh that were her full firm tits. It was clear to me now how she had so many men always running after her. She was, in all respects, a beautiful woman. A man would have to be insane not to want her. As she lay there asleep, I wanted to thank her for all that she had introduced me to, all that I had missed because I had spent the better part of my life with Tom, not knowing how much more there is to sex between a man and a woman than what I had experienced.
Carol finally woke up about twenty minutes before Jan arrived. The moment that I saw her, I began to feel terribly frightened about finding out what had happened. I put on a pot of coffee, opened a pack of cigarettes, and prepared myself to hear the worst. I wanted to hear the whole thing from beginning to end. The three of us sat down at the kitchen table. It seemed as if no one wanted to find out about what had taken place. Carol was talking about having to buy some new clothes and things of that nature and I was going nuts trying to find out what had happened with Tom.
"Did he fuck you?" I finally blurted out, not being able to stand the tension any longer.
"Well, let's say that I fucked him," Jan said. "And I think that he got the message."
"But what did he say?" I really didn't want to hear all the details of their bedroom activities, if they even bothered to use the bedroom.
"He said that he would try to make it up to you if you'd be willing to let him try. He sounded as if he meant it too."
"There is one thing that I really didn't want to ask you, Jan. But I just have to know how it was."
"Once he started to get into it, he was as good as anyone else that I ever balled. He just never had any experience, that's all. He didn't know any better before. At first, he was a little on the pushy side. It seemed that how I felt didn't really matter to him at all. He knew that I was willing to fuck and he figured that he might as well fuck me. I didn't care for that attitude at all. But after I convinced him that it's better if each of us gets something out of it, he seemed to dig the idea a little more."
"You know what," Carol interrupted, "I think that if you two guys ever get back together again, you're both going to have to keep little affairs on the side."
"What makes you think so?" I didn't care for that remark at all.
"Because you've both had a taste of what real sex is all about. And once that happens, there's no way that you can get it from just one person. But you don't have to take my word for it. I think you will find out for yourself soon enough."
"I'm afraid that Carol's right, Judy. But if you both keep open minds about it, things might just work out for you. In fact, it might be better than you thought it would be."
"I can't see how," I said.
"It's really very simple." Jan said, "The more that the two of you fuck around on the side, the better you'll be at it for each other. It's as simple as that."
"Did Tom say when he wanted to see me?"
"No. I guess whenever you're ready to go back home. Personally, I think that you ought to go back as soon as you can, while the idea is still fresh in his mind. You never know if he might change his new ways back to his lousy old self."
"I think that I'll go back later on tonight. But just in case, I'm going to keep the key to the apartment so I won't have to wake you up if something goes wrong tonight."
"Why don't you just keep the key anyway. You never know when you might need a place to entertain company in the future. Besides, I'm sure that good old Stan will want to see some more of you. And I don't think that you'd mind seeing him again either." Carol smiled at me.
After dinner, I called the same car service that had taken me to Carol's the other night to take me home again. I was nervous during the trip home, wondering if things were really going to be all right. At one point, I felt like telling the driver to turn back, but I knew that I had to go through with it. If Tom was really going to try, I had to at least give him the chance that he had asked for. When the cab pulled into the driveway, I felt as if I were on a blind date.
I let myself inside. At first I thought that there was no one at home, then I heard the television playing in the bedroom. I didn't know if I should call out to Tom, or if I should make a dramatic entrance into the bedroom. In my mind, I had pictured Tom jumping up when he saw me and passionately throwing his arms around me. As I stood there like a statue, wondering what to do, the problem was solved for me. Tom walked out of the bedroom with an empty glass in his hand. He had a look on his face that I had never seen before. He just stood there staring at me across the room from him. I didn't know what I should do or say. It finally hit me: he was drunk out of his mind. I had never been with him when he got drunk. I had no idea what he was like. He seemed to be a total stranger. I was scared, and I wanted to turn around and leave again, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. He started walking toward the liquor cabinet.
"Well, well, looks like you've come back for a little visit. Nice to see you," he said as he poured himself a drink. I wondered how many he had had before this one.
"If you'd rather I'd come back a little later, I'd . .
"Don't be silly, Judy. Don't you even want me to show you all that I've learned since you've been gone? Don't you want to know what your friend Jan taught me? She was really quite a good instructor. I suppose I ought to thank you for sending her over. I had no idea that you could be so thoughtful. We'll have to have your friends over more often. I wonder if Carol is as much fun to chat with as Jan."
I didn't know what to say or how to react to him. I was at a total loss for words. I couldn't tell if he was acting that way because he was drunk or if he was still angry.
"I suppose that you're curious to find out what kind of fuck I turned out to be," he continued, "so why don't you come into the bedroom with me, and I'll be happy to show you. That is, unless Jan has already filled you in."
"Maybe it would be better if you sobered up first. I don't think that you know what you're saying right now."
"But you're wrong. I do know what I'm saying. I'm well aware of what I'm saying. I'm saying that I want to fuck you silly. But I'll do it your way this time. The way you want it. You want me to eat your pussy? I'll suck your cunt dry for you. I'll make you come so many times that you won't even know your own name."
"I doubt that you could even get it hard enough to fuck the way you're feeling right now. Why don't we wait until tomorrow." I was trying not to show him how angry I was because he was drunk and saying the things he was.
I went into the kitchen for a drink of water. He followed me in. I didn't want him near me. I wanted desperately to avoid being with him, but he was making it impossible for me to do that unless I left again. And he knew that I was not about to do that just right now. The thought of him making love to me suddenly began to repulse me.
As I stood by the sink letting the water run long enough to get cold, I felt his hand grabbing my ass. Then he moved it around and felt for my pussy through the material of my pants. I wanted to pull away, but I didn't.
"Let's go into the bedroom and fuck, Judy. I want your pussy on my cock. I want to make you hot for me. Hot for my stiff dick!"
I felt that it was useless to try and stop him. I knew that it was going to be as bad as it always was with him. But I didn't have the energy to fight with him anymore. He took hold of my arm and just about pulled me into the bedroom with him.
Once we were inside, he pulled off his robe and I got the shock of my life. He was stark naked under his robe and his pecker was standing straight out, hard as a rock.
"Get out of your clothes, Judy!"
I started to undress. Almost mechanically, I took my clothes off. I kept looking at his stiff dick. I don't think that I'd ever seen it before the way I was seeing it now. I had never seem him so lustful to have me before. Soon, we were both standing there naked, staring at each other's bodies as if we had never seen them before. In a way, I don't think that we ever had. We never took the time to appreciate each other sexually.
I reached down for his prick. It throbbed when my fingers closed around it. He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me all over my face and neck. For a moment, I didn't know who it was that was on top of my naked body. I couldn't believe that Tom would actually act this way towards me after so long.
I could feel the length of his cock sliding over the lips of my cunt. He was getting me hot all right. His mouth moved down my body, sucking my tits into his mouth, making my nipples as hard as nails against his tongue. I placed my hands on his head and applied a slight pressure. Much to my surprise, he got the message. I felt his head moving lower and lower until he finally reached the hairy patch between my thighs. His tongue darted in and out of my cunt. He fingered my clit with his hand and I was beginning to get sopping wet from his tongue work.
"Ooooooooooooooo . . . eat me, Tom! Eat my beautiful pussy! Lick my snatch! Make me hot for you! Make me hot for your stiff poker!"
I pushed my cunt harder into his face, making him lick up all my juices, feeling his nose rubbing against my stiff little love bud. I could hear his tongue slurping away at my sopping cunt, getting me ready to have his prick buried inside the walls of my cunt. He pulled my legs up so that they rested on his shoulders. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch his mouth as he ate me, savoring every last drop of my sex fluids.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm . . . I'm sooooooooo hot for you, Tom! I want to come! I need it sooooooo baaaaadl Suck my pussy with your gooooood mouth! It's sooooooooooooo gooooooooooood! You're sooooooooooooo goooooooooood! Don't ever stop eating my pussy! Make me come in your face! Lick me! Eat me! Eat my hot cunt and make me come in your face!"
My cunt kept throbbing under his mouth. I wanted to have something up my cunt. I needed something there, but I was getting ready to come. I could feel my body tensing under his tongue. I shook every time I felt his tongue slide over my throbbing love bud. I knew that at any moment my husband was finally going to make me come.
Yeeeeeeesssssssss . . . oooooooooooooo . . . yeeesssssss! I'm going to coooooommmmmmmmm! Fmmmmmmmmm commmmmmming . . . cooooooooooooommmmmmmmm-ing!"
I ground my pussy into his face as I released all my come juices into his waiting mouth. He gulped and licked every bit of it, catching with his tongue the drops that were flowing down the inside of my thigh. My cunt muscles were contracting violently, as if they were trying to grab out for his tongue, wanting to squeeze his tongue inside its walls.
As I looked down between my thighs and saw him still lapping up at my wet pussy, I still couldn't believe that it was Tom who was able to get me so hot to fuck. I never would have believed that he would be able to make me feel the way that I felt just then. I never would have believed that it was his cock and only his cock that I needed to have inside me so badly.
He moved his mouth off my pussy and made a trail with his tongue all the way up my body until he reached my mouth. I felt his tongue enter my mouth in a slow fucking motion, his cock at the entrance of my love hole. I wanted to reach down and guide his dick into me, but I was determined to have him do all the work. I felt his hand go between us. He took hold of his cock and ran it all over my cunt lips, teasing me with it, making me hotter and hotter for his stiff dong. He moved his mouth to my breast and sucked on one of my juicy hard nipples until it was almost too much for me to take.
"Put it in me!" I begged.
"You want me to fuck you, Judy? Fuck you with my hard cock? Shove it into your hot pussy! Is that what you want?"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssss . . . pleaseeeeeeee! Fuck me with your hard cock. I want your dick inside my pussy. I want to feel you fuckng my cunt. Fucking me hard!"
Just when I thought that I couldn't stand it any longer he took his hand and pushed his dick into my waiting pussy. I shoved my cunt up to meet his thrust, helping him to get all of his dick into my burning hole. He rested his weight on my hips and squeezed my tits with his strong hands, almost as if he were trying to tear them off my chest.
"Fuck me, Tom! Fuck my hot cunt! Oooooooooooohhh-hhhhhhhhh . . . your cock feels so good in my cunt!"
"You've got such a hot cunt, Judy! I never knew how hot it was. I love fucking your hot pussy. I love the way it squeezes my prick. You are a great fuck. The best fuck I've ever had!"
"Fuck me, Tom! Make me come, I want to come with you! I want to feel you shooting off in my hole!"
"I'mmmmmmmmmm . . . commmmming! I'm going to shoot my come into your pussy!"
I started moving faster under his cock. I wanted to reach my come with him. I wanted to feel our juices join as one inside my cunt, to feel our bodies and our organs throbbing together as one. I felt that now familiar tension in my groin and my cunt started vibrating and contracting with a violent orgasm. My cunt still throbbed as I felt his hot jets of come unleashed into my cunt, our juices overflowing out of my pussy and down the sides of my inner thigh.
He kept pumping his cock into me until he had emptied himself of all his juices. Then he collapsed on top of me, without taking his dick out of my still burning and throbbing cunt. I found his ear with my tongue and ran my wet mouth all around it. I could still feel slight throbs from his cock inside me. It had been an intense orgasm for the both of us. I couldn't believe that it ever would have happened. I wondered if he had enjoyed it as much with Jan. I wished that I could have been there to watch when Jan had seduced him, making him fuck her the way she told him to. I found myself getting hot all over again just thinking about it.
I began to feel a strange sensation between my legs. Much to my amazement, Tom was getting hard again. This was something that had never happened to him before. I was surprised that he was able to do it even once, but to be able to get hard again so soon after we had just fucked not more than a few minutes ago was just too much for me to even imagine in my wildest dreams.
"You are getting hard inside me," I whispered into his ear.
"I want you again. I want to fuck your cunt again!"
"I want your dick to fuck me again too!" I said.
His dick wasn't as hard as it was the first time. But he managed to start pumping me slowly. He slid in and out easily because I was still so wet from our first fuck.
I placed my hands on his ass and pushed him closer to me, trying to get as much of his cock into my cunt as I could.
"You're getting me so hot, Tom! Hot for fucking you again."
"Your pussy is so wet. It feels so nice on my dick sliding in and out of your wet box. Will you suck my cock for me after this fuck, Judy?"
"Yessssssss . . . I'll suck you off! I'll make you get hard in my mouth," I moaned as he kept fucking me slowly.
"Will you eat my come for me?" His words were strained from the intensity of his fucking.
"Yes, Tom darling. I'll eat your come for you. I'll swallow every drop of your delicious come. I'll suck your cock until it's dry."
He increased the speed of his fucking, rotating his cock inside me from time to time, rubbing up against my stiff clit. My creams were oozing out of my cunt. '
"Do you like the way I'm fucking you, Judy? Do you like the way my cock feels in your tight cunt?"
"I love the way your dick is fucking my cunt. It feels so big inside my tiny pussy."
"Is it the best fucking cock that you've ever had?"
"Oh . . . Yes! Yes! It's the best fucking cock I've ever had in my cunt! Please fuck me faster. Harder. Harder
He was pushing into me harder than he ever had before. I could feel the suction of my cunt on his dick every time he pulled it almost aU the way out and then shoved it all the way back in, pushing my body against the bed.
After he came I sucked him off again. We fucked and sucked each other into the late night hours, until we both finally collapsed from exhaustion. I was so happy that I could have cried. I thought that our marriage would last forever. It wasn't long before I found out just how wrong I was.
I should have realized that I had been through too much in the last few days to ever have setded for just one man again. I never realized how much I loved sex before this. I wanted to get as much experience as I could. But I didn't know that Tom was feeling the same things that I was feeling after his experience with Jan. He wanted a taste of other women.
But for the next few weeks, things were going pretty well between Tom and myself. We spent a lot more time in the bedroom together. Sometimes, he wouldn't even wait until we got into the bedroom. Once I was just sitting in the living room and he came up from behind and nearly raped me. I loved every second of it.
But it wasn't long before things started to change. I began to see less and less of him in the following weeks. He was coming home later than usual and never told me where he was or what he had been doing. At first I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until about four weeks after I had returned home that I realized what was going on.