It had turned into one of the more trying times of my life. I had developed a problem in both lower legs that required treatment twice a day and as much elevation as possible between times. Since I lived alone and I could not under normal circumstances bend my legs enough to apply the treatment, I had to have help.
My doctor had arranged for a visiting nurse to come to my house early each morning and in late afternoon or early evening to take care of applying the dressings. For the first three days, I had been visited by Lillian Sorensen, a brunette with a more serious look on her face than she should have. She was also carrying a few extra pounds but so was I and I usually thought that it was sexy on a woman, up to a point, and Lillian had not yet reached that point.
Lillian turned out to have a very easy going personality, a delightful face, heavy-looking boobs, a modest waist, a nice round bottom, and nicely curvy legs. All in all she was a very nice looking woman.
Lillian clucked over the sight of my legs the first time she saw them, saying “This took a long time to get this way and you’d better believe that it will take a long time to get them healed, too. It’s not going to be easy.”
She then reread the doctor’s orders, surveyed the supplies I had for the treatments and began thinking about how to accomplish the chore. First she enclosed my legs in vinyl boots with velcro fasteners, turned on a compression pump for an hour before removing the boots and continuing. During that hour she would work on her record keeping or read a book. Second she had to scrub my legs with a soft sponge in soapy water in a portable tub, dry them, apply an ointment to gauze pads and cover all open wounds. Next she needed to wrap the area with a gauze roll, top that with a compression wrap, and complete the package with an Ace bandage to hold it all together. Since she had to start at my feet and work up to my knees, she began to contemplate possible treatment arrangements. She decided I would sit upright in a recliner, place one foot on a small stool, while she bent over that foot and worked on it while sitting in a desk chair on rollers. When she finished it, we’d swap legs and positions so that she was over the other leg.
The first two or three times, she tried holding my foot on her upper leg while she worked on it but my foot wound up in her cleavage, just as I had hoped it would, and as I was afraid, she left it just a few seconds and then changed positions. Then she put my foot on the low stool and bent over it to work. That proved to be the easiest position for her to reach all parts of my leg and I could lift it for the few seconds every so often when she needed to move the cloth rolls around my leg.
It wasn’t until the second time she worked on my legs that I noticed another advantage to this arrangement: when Lillian spread her legs to move her chair as close as possible to my foot, she actually pressed my toes into the warm crease between her legs when she worked from mid-calf to thigh. I got very turned on knowing that part of my foot was suddenly, and at her direction, in a very sexy position with her. Lillian didn’t seem to notice, concentrating strictly on business.
So did I for the next five visits. I didn’t want anything to change, such as her crying that she was being molested or something. But on the sixth visit (evening of the third day), when Lillian had pretty much established a routine, I could no longer sit still when she pushed forward and engulfed my right foot, the big toe pushing the material of her silky panties deep into her crease.
I thought I detected a slight hesitation in her movements but she tried to cover it up and continue with her work. She immediately sighed and I felt a little shudder course through her body. However her expression was a very slight smile, not an angry look. She gave me a strange look but nevertheless after a second or two she continued working on my leg.
I started moving my foot even more, feeling a moistness covering my toes. I worried that my hard toenail might hurt her tender flesh but still she didn’t say anything, other than “uuuggnnnnnnhhh!” I noticed a trembling in her hands as she worked with the bandaging material. And a few moments later, a silent bomb went off inside her. She shook violently and her thighs clamped down on my toes.
Given that I could not hold my lower legs up for all that time because of old sports injuries in the knees, I let her press against my foot as it rested on the stool. Her head lolled from side to side and then back to back and she moaned “Oh baby. Where are you?”
It seemed that the longer she worked on my leg the more vigorously her hands moved. I took a queue from her and worked my toes more vigorously too. So she was panting “oh oh oh oh oh oohoohohohohoh…” and then I’d have bet my small estate that she just had an orgasm. I felt hot liquid running over and between my toes.
I relaxed and let Lillian settle back down and eventually she finished taping my bandage. Then she leaned back and said “What made you think you could do that?”
Startled, I blurted out “What?”
“What made you think that was okay?” she asked.
“Well … nothing” I replied. “Just that it seemed like the right thing to do.”
“Oh, yeah?” She asked. “Well, listen. My husband and I have been married for 22 years and I have not had sex, of any kind, with another man in all that time.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. Or him.”
She wheeled her chair backward a little and sat staring at me. At last she said “That’s okay. But you better not tell him what just happened ….never. If you do, I just might kill you. You hear me?”
I nodded my head vigorously. “He’ll never find out from me.” However I noticed she was smiling slightly.
“And don’t you think anything else is going to happen between us either, right?”
“Right” I said with understanding.
Lillian packed up her gear and left. I tried to get her out of my mind but it just wasn’t possible. Even though she wasn’t a classic beauty, I thought she was a pretty woman and very sexually attractive too. Over and over I replayed the events in my mind until I was convinced I could see her soft pink pussy. I also wanted to free those jiggling, wiggling boobs and let my mouth capture her nipples. I could visualize my raging throbbing erection sliding into the wet folds of her pussy while I sucked on her big tits.
The morning ground to a slow conclusion and the afternoon passed at the rate of a year with every tick of the clock. Her usual 5:30-6:15 appearance time came and went and no Lillian. I began to worry that she had really took offense at me and would not be back. Could she have filed rape charges? In today’s world, you never knew what would set a woman off.
Then at 7:05 she let herself in with the keys I had supplied. She apologized for running late … something about needing more time with one of her patients.
I had already stripped the old bandage from my legs in anticipation of her arrival. She checked out my progress and commented that she could see improvement. Very careful to keep from getting too close … or from hurting me either… she slid the boots over my legs and turned on the pump. For the next fifty-five minutes, she was out of sight, if not out of my mind. >>> After removing the boots, she again inspected my legs but this time I thought she seemed to take a more personal interest in them. Whether by accident or not, she brushed my feet against her boobs several times. Ultimately she moved my foot between her legs and began working on the new dressing. It only took a few minutes for her to stretch out so that she was working around my calf and above, causing my foot to press into the crease between her thighs.
I had struggled that afternoon to trim my hard toenails. It was work but I knew it must be done and eventually I had gotten them trimmed back so that they were relatively short and now my toes slipped between the lips of her pussy with little effort.
What really surprised me was that she was wearing no panties. She looked up and with a very solemn face said “What? You expected me to wear those wet panties you left me in this morning? Five minutes in those and my dress would have been stained beyond belief” she said with a tone of sarcasm.
She went back to her work and I turned to mine … pleasing her with my foot and toes. It didn’t take a lot of work to get her on edge, my toe wriggling around her mound. Then, as if she could not quite reach the bottom of my knee, she scooted forward on her chair seat just and inch or two and my stretched-out toe popped into her pussy. It didn’t go far, of course, but her suddenly ragged breathing and unsteady hands gave away the impact that it had on her.
Ten minutes and much rubbing later, she had cum three times, the last a wracking, searching, pleasing explosion that left her exhausted. Although she had not quite finished my wrapping, I reached down and pulled and tugged and twisted her until I had her body laying across mine, in the process stretching myself out on the recliner.
I started by unbuttoning three buttons on her uniform blouse, then finding and releasing the clasp to her bra. As my fingers touched the cool, yet burning flesh of her enormous knockers, she whispered “Damn you. I knew you couldn’t let me alone. And I had to come back to find out what it will be like.”
I pulled her to my mouth and our lips clamped together as my hand continued to knead her breast. When I tweaked her hardened nipple, she pushed it into my hand and in a few minutes of intense pleasure, she climaxed again.
Concerned about staining her skirt, I worked it up until it was bunched around her waist. Although I couldn’t see it, I could feel a healthy patch of pubic hair in the large triangle of her abdomen. I let my fingers explore the entire region, finally settling into the crevice of her wondrous treasure. She lifted her top leg to make it easier for me to access and began to hum a nameless tune.
Rather unexpectedly, she stopped me and turned so that she was laying directly on top of me. Pushing up onto her knees, she pulled the elastic waistband of my shorts until my cock and balls were exposed, propping the cloth under then. Licking her lips, she raised and lowered herself until she was impaled on my member. I loved that it only took her one push to settle all the way down to the root of my root.
Lillian was not in any hurry … and neither was I. She started out with very slow circular movements and didn’t change until she had cum again. Then she sat up and bowed her back, pushing her tits out so that I could not resist fondling them with both hands. She pushed forward and back time and again until eventually she came again.
I expected her to be ready to stop but she was just getting warmed up. She leaned close to me, teasing my mouth with her swaying swinging jugs and rocking from side to side on my spear. I captured a tit in each hand and alternated sucking on them while she banged around until she climaxed again.
Then, as if on a mission, she began to pump my pistol hard while I fingered her anus. She made me cum as if she was sucking the insides of my body though that tube of my cock. My cum splashing her insides seemed to trigger one more orgasm in her and when it ended we collapsed together on the chair. For nearly two weeks I didn’t try to fuck her because of my leg problems.
I wondered how Lillian would justify being so late to her husband but … well, I wasn’t going to complain, since I was the recipient of her special delights. Blindly I accepted her offerings morning and night and then late in the second week after she had cum around my fingers again, I turned her around so she was sitting on the chair edge as I knelt in front of her.
I lifted her legs to my shoulders and dove into her muff, licking and sucking with glee. She was so wet and so slick, I loved the tastes and feelings I derived from Lil’s cunt. She got her share of pleasure from it too, climaxing twice before I stood up.
I pushed my shorts off and stepped between her legs, again pulling them up so her feet rested on my shoulders. She gave me a devilish grin and said “You’re not going to put that thing in me, are you?”
“I sure am. Do you object?”
“Naw, that’s awright. Go ahead.”
I think she was just pulling my leg anyway but I’m not sure I could have stopped if she had raised a real red flag. I plunged into her silky smoothness and leaned forward, using the upright recliner’s back for support. Lillian was folded almost in half and every time I plunged deep into her hot cunt, she grunted like an animal. I didn’t mind at all when she worked a hand between us and cupped my scrotum. After a few minutes of her fondling my balls, I hissed “Oh, baby, you know what I like.” Just then we both exploded like two shots of dynamite in a roadway clearing charge.
Lillian killed another 45 minutes playing and kissing before she gathered her things and left. Once again I wondered how she would explain the delay.
In the mornings of the weeks to come, when Lillian finished putting on my boots and started the machine, she then distracted my mind by keeping her fingers flexing my cock. We’d finish up with a foot fuck before she left. When she came back in the evening (she had arranged for me to always be her last stop), we went through the process all over again but ended with me eating her pussy and then fucking her to another climax or two. Then she relaxed with me for a while before leaving.
One night I was rapidly approaching my release and grinding softly on her clit to bring her off at the same time when the den door burst open and a man came yelling into the house, “What th’ fuck do you think you’re doing, you bastard. Who th’ hell do you think you’re fucking, you lying bitch?”
I got a feeling I was about to meet her husband. But I couldn’t stop fucking her, even if I’d wanted to. And Lillian was gripping my arms hard so that I couldn’t pull away. She blurted out harshly “Shut up, you bastard! Sit down and watcvh.” Just then we both reached the mountaintop and plunged down into the valley of pure pleasure. She screamed about how great she felt and how she loved being filled with my big cock.
After a few moments, my flaccid cock plopped out of Lillian’s steamy pussy. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just sat on the floor next to her. Lil lifted out of the chair and sat between my legs, holding my knees as she looked at her husband.
“Eddie, you’ve probably guessed that this is my husband Clarence. I’ve told you about him. I love him …” she saw the look of surprise on his face “yes, I still love you. But when did you ever make me cum like Eddie just did?”
“Well, I say you were faking it. You never complained about our love-making.”
“No, that’s right. I never did. I didn’t know what I was missing. But Eddie has shown me that what you and I have is not close … not nearly close … to great sex. So, yes, I have been fucking him. Shamelessly. I don’t mind telling you now that Eddie and I have fucked every day I’ve worked in the past six or seven weeks. And every time we fuck it is just as fantastic as you just saw. Eddie knows how to turn me on.”
I saw Clarence’s chest heave and fall as if he had just been hit with an uppercut to the solar plexus. “So … does this mean you’re going to leave me?”
“No, you big galoot. What did I just say? Didn’t I say that I still love you? Well, I meant it. You still own my heart and that will just get stronger if you can learn some of the things Eddie does to make me happy. But, baby, you have to know. I’m still going to fuck Eddie just as often as I can … just as often as he’ll have me. You are the love of my life, Clarence. Eddie is the love of my bed. Is that something you can live with?”
“Well … I don’t know. How am I going to learn the things Eddie knows?”
Lillian looked up at me and said “Would you mind if we arrange our schedules so that Clarence can watch us once or twice a week?”
“Suits me” I responded. Actually I was delighted because now I could fuck my beautiful sexy companion anytime I wanted to without being worried about being caught by her husband. He knew that he was being cuckolded and he now had given his approval.
“Wait a minute. Is he going to get some of my screwing time? I need to keep my one or two times a week.” The last was nearly a whine.
“Don’t worry about it,” Lil said. “I guarantee you if you can learn some new moves and make me feel good, you’ll get all the pussy you can handle. Okay?”
“Yes… Yeah, I can do that!” Clarence had become enthusiastic.
So was I. Now all I had to do was get these damned places on my legs healed so nothing could interfere with our screwing. And I could already see major improvements in the weeks Lillian had been caring for me. It sure was great to have someone like her take care of me when I was under the weather.
My wife and I had been married for more than ten years, but we’d married young, and she was still only 32, and quite lovely. She had recently taken up going to the gym regularly, and it had paid dividends. Her breasts were still round and firm, and her ass was as lovely as the day I’d met her, soft and round and incredibly sexy. I couldn’t get enough of her. Unfortunately, she pretty easily got enough of me.
Maybe it was her upbringing, maybe it was just me, but sex had become pretty rare with us. It wasn’t that I wasn’t trying, it was just that she was saying no. A lot. We were getting it on once a week during good times, and her attitude was always the same - she wanted it over as fast as possible, and then she wanted me to eat her out. Then she napped. I’m stubborn, though, and I kept trying.
One night we went out to a friend’s house for dinner, and we had a great time. There were lots of people there, and lots of wine. We drank plenty there, and then someone suggested we all go out to a local bar they knew. It wasn’t our neighborhood, and we’d never been there before, and we were already pretty trashed, but still, we were having fun, and I didn’t expect to get any when we got home anyway.
We sat around together, six of us crowded into a booth, talking about how we used to drink when we were kids, and then doing our level best to match it. We started doing shots, and pretty soon, we needed more. I stood up to go to the bar and realized that I was pretty far gone, because the table wouldn’t quit moving into my path. A steadied myself and moved toward the bar. I stood behind a crowd, hoping to get the bartender’s attention. Just then my wife passed close behind me, and she slurred “I’m going bathroom.” I smiled at her and watched as she disappeared into the rear of the bar.
While I was standing there, I realized that I needed to use the bathroom pretty badly as well, and decided to get the drinks after. I moved off toward the bathrooms. The two bathrooms were right across the hallway from each other, and they had odd little signs on them, so it was hard to tell which was the men’s room and which was for women. After a moment, I figured it out and opened the door.
I was surprised to see my wife inside the men’s room. Apparently, she’d made the mistake I’d narrowly avoided. But, to my surprise, she wasn’t leaving. She wasn’t even looking at me, because she was engaged in conversation with a guy standing at the urinal.
“Well,” he said to her, “since you’ve come to the show, you might as well see all the action.”
“No thanks,” she said. “I’m going to leave now.” She didn’t move, though.
The guy finished peeing, shook off, and then turned around, his dick still hanging out of his pants. My wife stared at it. “That’s nice,” she said, giggling.
“It gets nicer,” he said, rubbing himself so that his dick started to rise. I stood close by the door watching the scene. Surprised, paralyzed, and really, really turned on.
“It certainly does,” she said, walking forward. She reached out and took his dick in her hand. “I like your cock. It’s smooth.”
He reached around her and put his hand under her skirt. It was a warm night, and she wasn’t wearing stocking. I watched as he slipped his hand under her panties and onto her ass. I waited for her to protest, but she didn’t. Instead, a small sigh escaped her, and she began to jerk him off faster.
He opened up the buttons on her shirt, and began rubbing her tits. I could see that he had worked them free from the bra, and he had worked his other hand well inside her. She jerked him and moaned, and then bent over and began sucking him off.
I walked into the bathroom and stood behind her. Her bent-over posture left her ass high in the air, and her skirt covered nothing at all now. I slipped her panties down, and she said nothing at all, just kept jerking this guy off and sucking on his cock.
She was wet, very, very wet. I stroked her slit and she pushed back against me. She hadn’t been this excited, that I knew of, in years. I hadn’t been this excited either, ever. I opened my pants and took out my almost painfully hard cock, and it slid right into her. She gave a cry of surprise, and then started furiously pumping against me. At that point, someone else came into the bathroom, and he looked at us, and immediately got his cock out and stuck it in her face. I began to get nervous about where this was leading, but decided to let it go, as I was way too excited to stop now. She took the other guy’s cock in her hand, jerking off both guys, while I fucked her from behind. Suddenly, the first guy groaned. “Take it in your mouth, baby, take it.” But he backed off and came all over her face. She jerked back against me, and I came at that moment in her snatch. Then the third guy came, right on her tits.
I hustled her out of there before anything else could happen, and we quickly left the bar. The next morning, my wife was hungover, and didn’t say a word about the events of the evening before. Even if she won’t talk about it, though, I know what happened!
My name is Tricia and I am married 33 year old mother of two children. I am 5'3" with brown hair and brown eyes, a 36D natural chest and keep myself in fairly good shape by going regularly to the gym. My husband is a nice handsome man, that always seems to be busy with work or playing with the children when he is home, leaving little time for us in a sexual way. When we do have sex it always seems to be over too soon.
My story began with a friend of mine getting married in Florida and asking me to be a member of her wedding party. Due to the distance from our home I went to the wedding by myself. The wedding was small as it was far from both the bride and grooms homes as well. I knew the other girl, Susan, that was also a bridesmaid along with myself. We decided ahead of time that we would share a hotel room to help cut down on the cost of the trip.
We arrived in Florida at lunchtime on Friday and found that the resort that we were staying at was beautiful with all the amenities that anyone could ask. It had a wonderful pool area that overlooked the Gulf of Mexico. Friday evening we had to attend the rehearsal dinner to go over our assignments for the wedding the next day.
After quite a bit of drinking and fun at the rehearsal Susan and I went to the pool area afterwards to relax in the hot tub and have some more wine. While we were in the hot tub relaxing a couple of the grooms friends, Roger and Sam, came down to the hot tub area and asked if it would alright if they joined us. We welcomed them into the tub and sat across from them enjoying our wine, them some beer, and sharing stories about the bride and groom.
A short time later Susan said she was really feeling the effects of the wine and the hot water and had to go back to room to lye down. She asked if I was ready, but I was having so much fun talking with Sam and Roger, that I told Susan I would be back a little later.
Normally, I am very conservative and uncomfortable around strangers, but the wine and the nice conversation left me feeling at ease with the situation. I had been soaking for a while and decided to get out of the water and sit on the edge while talking.
At some point I’m not exactly sure when, the conversation started to get sexual in nature, them talking about girls they had been with while on various vacations, but complementing me on my body and how I was much more attractive than those other girls. The talk was embarrassing me, but at the same time exciting me.
I found myself becoming very aroused, they started blatantly telling me how big my tits looked in my swimsuit, also commenting on how my nipples were really sticking out. I looked down and saw for myself how my body was giving me away. At that point Sam came over and sat on the edge of the hot tub next me, putting his hand on my thigh, sending chills through my whole body. Before I knew what was happening Sam was kissing me, raising one of his hands to my breast.
At that point, I stammered something about how I was married and shouldn’t be doing this, but he didn’t seem to hear me or care and continued to kiss me. Sam was squeezing my breast more aggressively and started to pull on my nipple over my suit. The next thing I felt was someone undoing my suit at the neckline.
I was so hot at that point that I just let it begin to fall leaving me exposed to these two men. Roger sat on the other side of me and started to suck on one of my nipples with Sam breaking our kiss and taking the other into his mouth. It all felt so wonderful, I put my hands on their heads and pulled them into me encouraging them to devour me.
Sam got back into the hot tub facing me and started to pull my suit all the way off me, I lifted my hips and let him just strip it from me. Roger moved up from breast and started to kiss me while I felt Sam put his hot mouth on my pussy.
Sam pulled me forward a little closer to the edge of the tub and spread my thighs open never removing his mouth from my pussy. I had an almost immediate orgasm moaning into Roger’s mouth as we kissed flicking my tongue quickly across his.
Sam started to slide a couple fingers into my soaking pussy licking my clit as he finger fucked my pussy faster and faster. Roger removed his swimsuit and stood next to me with a big hard cock in my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and he slid his cock in allowing me to taste him for the first time.
I was bracing myself with one arm on the edge of the hot tub and stroking and sucking Roger with my other hand. I ran his cock across my face and took his balls into my mouth sucking each in turn, hearing him moaning his approval excited me further and took his cock back deep into my mouth feeling it touching the back of my throat.
Sucking him hard and deeper wantonly enjoying the sensations of having him in my mouth, almost forgetting the attention my pussy was receiving from Sam at the same time, just being so focused on the cock in mouth.
I felt Roger starting move his hips slightly moaning loader announcing he was going to cum, he pulled is cock from my mouth and asked me to stroke him to completion, wanting to cum on my big tits and face. I grasped his cock and started to stroke it fast feeling his cum coursing through his cock and suddenly spurting in a long rope onto my cheek first, then the next blast hit me right in the chest, still stroking him hard he had a couple of smaller blasts hitting me in the face and neck.
I opened my mouth and put his cock back in, letting me milk the remainder of his cum from his cock. After cleaning his cock I could feel his cum running off my face down my neck and onto my tits. I rubbed his cum into my tits, but then I felt Sam pulling me into the hot tub.
I sank into the water and let the cum wash off my body in the hot water. I saw Sam toss his suit on the tub deck and then he pulled me to him. I straddled him on the seat of the hot tub facing him, lowering myself onto his cock. I felt him pushing inside me and groaning as he went deeper.
I felt so full, Sam’s cock felt so thick and good sliding into me. When I felt my butt touching his thighs I started to work my hips up and down on this cock, he was grabbing both of my tits in his hands and pinching my nipples sending shocks of pleasure though my body to the pit of my stomach I began to cum again loudly, Sam said he loved the way my pussy was gripping his cock like a vise while I came.
After I came down from my orgasm I rode his cock in this position for at least five minutes loving the attention my breasts were receiving as I fucked myself on him. Then Sam pushed me up and turned me around with my hands on the edge of hot tub, he stood behind me and slid his cock back into my slick pussy.
I gasped and gripped the edge of the tub hard as he started to fuck me deep and very hard, I began to encourage him by telling how good he felt in me and to keep fucking he hard. I pushed my hips back to meet his thrusts as he fucked me fast and hard for a couple more minutes until I felt him push his cock all the way in my pussy and let out a low groan that he was cumming, setting off my own orgasm which made my pussy contract on his cock and squeeze it.
A couple of short thrust from him and he slid from my pussy and back into the hot tub. I continued to grip the edge of the tub and savor the orgasm I had shared with him, before also sitting back in the tub weak in the legs.
Roger had been watching us fuck the whole time and had gotten hard again. At that point he asked if I would like to go back to their room with them, without hesitation I said YES!
We pulled our suits back on and rode the elevator to their floor, while in the elevator they pulled my top down and played with my tits exciting me beyond belief. When the doors to elevator opened Roger and Sam’s hands were on my tits and there was a middle-aged couple looking in at us.
I saw the couple standing there frozen with a look of shock on their faces. The guys pushed us past them and down the hall toward their room quickly letting ourselves inside.
Once inside I pulled my wet suit the rest of the way off and tossed it in the corner. Roger and Sam followed my lead and then Roger got behind me and wrapped his arms around me picking me up and moving me to the bed.
Roger pulled my legs up to his shoulders and guided his big cock into me, sliding in half way and pulling back several times before he pushed himself all the way into me. Roger had the biggest cock I had taken in my life and in the position he had me it went deeper than anyone had ever been.
I began to moan louder and louder saying how good his big cock felt in me, even telling him he was deeper than anyone had ever been. This seemed to excite him and he fucked me faster and faster then I felt Sam’s cock on my lips and I turned my head toward him and took him into my mouth.
I had never dreamed of being with two men at once and the experience had me on a level of excitement and pleasure I never knew existed. Roger took his cock out of my drenched pussy and I pleaded with him to put it back in, he said he wanted me to get on top of him and ride his cock, which I did but he faced me away from him.
I scrambled on top of him and grabbed his big hard cock and guided it into myself lowering myself all the way down until I took him all the way in me, at which point Sam stood in front of us and put his cock back in my face.
I used Sam to steady myself and began to ride up and down on Roger as I sucked Sam back into my mouth. I stroked and sucked Sam while Roger grabbed my hips drove his hips up into me fucking me wildly.
I was loving every inch of Roger’s cock slamming into me moving my mouth all over Sam’s cock, when I felt another orgasm building up inside me taking over my senses until finally it washed over me and I let out scream letting them know I was cumming, Roger said how hot my pussy felt and he thrust hard into me as he came too. I fell back onto Roger with my breathing heavy causing my chest to rise up down and Sam commenting on how hot I looked right then. Roger slid his cock from me and I could feel his cum running out of pussy.
After a few minutes in which I was coming down, Sam turned me over onto stomach placing a pillow under me and spreading my legs apart. He got between my legs and started to lick my ass. I had never had that down to me before and I quickly closed my legs, more out of being startled than anything else.
He whispered to just relax and he parted my thighs again, as he parted my thighs he lifted my hips a little more and began to lick my ass again, it was a strange but quite pleasurable sensation. He put his hands on my ass and spread me farther open and started to push his tongue into my ass, causing me to let out a sigh of pleasure.
He circled, licked and pushed his tongue into me over and over, I started to push my ass back toward his hot mouth and tongue. He stopped for a moment and a felt a cool liquid being poured onto me, then he rubbed the liquid all around then into me. When I first felt a finger sliding into my ass I again stiffened up and I heard Sam saying softly to just relax, which took a little time to do.
Eventually Sam started to slide his finger into my ass again and I relaxed as best I could, even starting to enjoy the new sensation. I felt the finger going in and out of my ass deeper and deeper with each thrust until I felt a second finger sliding in my ass, I was beginning to push back into his fingers meeting his fucking of me.
Sam then lifted me up onto my hands and knees and I felt his cock pushing at my ass, I put my head down and felt the tip of his cock pushing into me, followed by more and more of his cock sliding into my ass. It felt different from anything I had ever experienced but in a good way and after I had adjusted to his cock in my ass he started to fuck me harder.
Sam fucked my harder and faster I was moaning into the bed, hissing almost, encouraging him to take my ass. Sam grabbed my hips and thrust and harder and faster until I felt him tense up behind and then I felt his cum shooting in me, I was saying yes yes yes let me have your hot cum in my ass. As Sam withdrew his cock from me, I fell forward onto the bed exhausted but feeling as fulfilled as I can ever remember.
I was lying there for a while savoring what had been the single most exciting sexual experience of my life, cum slowly trickling out of me. Roger and Sam were laying on either side me, stroking me and telling me how hot I was and how much fun that had been.
Later I picked up my swimsuit and put it back on, kissing each of the guys and thanking them for such a wonderful time. They said well maybe we can get together tomorrow after the reception and I smiled and said we’ll see.
David poured a scotch from the mini bar and sat down on the bed watching his wife carol finish her make up.
He watched her glide the crimson lipstick across her full lips, her long blonde hair hanging straight down her slender back.
That new dress cost him a fortune, shoulder strap fasteners with a low front, it couldn’t be worn with a bra, “spoil the look” she had said, her full 36c breasts filled the front and he could see her large nipples pressing into the fabric
“Be a dear and light me a cigarette “she asked him as she brushed rouge across her cheeks.
He handed it to her and she held it between her long crimson nails and putting it to her lips, inhaled deeply. Blowing a long stream of smoke out she put it in the ash tray and continued with her make up.
The side split in the dress opened as she crossed her long legs to show the top of her silk thigh high stockings, he had watched her glide them onto her legs earlier, watched her slip into a lace blue thong watched how it sank between her legs, whisps of her blonde pubic hair peeking out from the sides and skip around the room in nothing more than her stockings, her thong and a pair of 3” stiletto heel blue pumps dancing to the hotel radio music.
She stood, picked up her cigarette, inhaled and asked “how do I look?”
She looked so sexy, and she knew it.
They were at the hotel with three other couples, three girlfriends of Carols and their husbands. David didn’t really know these men, he knew Wayne from the gym where he trained and had been to a bar with him a couple of times, but had agreed to the dinner and dancing in the hotels night club to please his wife.
David found dinner boring, carol and her friends chatted to him and the other husbands but he somehow felt out of it.
He noticed Wayne paying her more attention than he was comfortable with. Even flirting with carol and dancing with her more than with his own wife, and they seemed to dance over the far side of the floor, past the crush of bodies swaying and writhing to the music, where David couldn’t see them.
He seemed very familiar with where he rested his hand when he leaned in to chat with her. Always his hand would rest just above her knee on the inside of her thigh. Carol seemed not to notice so David said nothing.
He was drinking from carols glass from time to time, always making sure it was from where Carol had left a lipstick ring on the rim, and occasionally he would pick her cigarette up from the astray and smoke it.
David went to the mens room, from his cubicle he could hear Wayne and one of the other husbands talking, and he nearly let them know he was there until he heard the other man say that he thought carol looked stunning.
He heard Wayne say “Oh yes, If I’m lucky I’ll fuck her tonight, “ both men laughed, Wayne went on “can just imagine my big fat cock sliding into her sweet little pussy, bet she gets so fucking wet”, laughing again.
They left and David came out, a sick feeling starting in his stomach, he had to get carol out of here. He knew she would have no idea about any of what he had heard. They had to get out.
“Don’t be ridiculous David, I’m enjoying myself go and have a walk outside if you’re not feeling well “
David daren’t tell her what he had heard in the men’s room, the last thing he wanted was to cause a scene with so many people around. He had tried telling her he wasn’t feeling well but she wasn’t having any of it. The worst thing was he had to leave alone and follow her suggestion and have a walk to cover up his lie.
He decided to go to their room and lie down, decide what to do.
He ordered a bottle of scotch from room service, deciding to get hammered, just worrying and waiting. Of course nothing would happen, if the man tried, Carol would slap his face, she wasn’t like that, she had never been unfaithful in all their 12 years of marriage. He decided he was worrying for nothing, he laughed to himself. That was it, it was just boasting by Wayne.
He took his drink onto the room’s balcony and sat looking out at the cities lights.
David went inside the room, sitting in the chair deciding to wait for an hour or so and rejoin the party. He must have dozed off because he heard voices outside of the door, it was Carol and a mans voice, he jumped up and for some unexplainable reason decided to hide.
He settled himself inside the built in closet and slid the door to just as he saw the bedroom door open. Carol came in followed by Wayne.
“He’s not here “she said, “Thanks for coming to look for him with me, that was sweet of you Wayne.”
“Happy to help “Wayne replied.
Carol went and stood in front of the dressing table mirror and to David’s horror he saw Wayne lock the door.
Carol, looking in the mirror, slid her lipstick across her lips.
She lit a cigarette and turned to face Wayne
Wayne was standing very close, a smile on his face. “That was nice what you did in the elevator Carol “
“You mean this” she replied, and pecked him on his lips.
“Well that and the other thing too”
“Do it again for me”
Carol smiled at him and holding her dress raised it until David could see her stocking tops.
Wayne looked down between her legs, then leaned to his right and slid his hand onto her stockinged thigh.
Carols face looked mesmerised as she allowed Wayne to slide his hand all the way up her thigh.
“Lift it higher Carol” he said.
She did, David could now clearly see her thong, so could Wayne, David watched as his wife closed her eyes and Wayne cupped her pussy with his large hand.
Lost from his view now, Wayne’s large frame was almost completely covering his view of his wife; David could only imagine what the man was doing between carols legs.
She moaned loudly as David saw Wayne’s arm moving in and out, he imagined the man had his fingers inside her pussy and was fingering her in and out.
With his other hand he undid the strap holding her dress on her right shoulder, the dress fell down exposing Carol’s right breast and nipple which was clearly aroused.
His rough fingers pulled and twisted her nipple sending tremors through her body. She was moving her hips in time to his fingers, pushing back at him.
“We should go Wayne, the others”
He stopped her with his lips, roughly kissing her. David saw his wife open her crimson lips, accepting Wayne’s tongue to lick and slide inside.
His hand left her breast and started to undo his belt and pants. His pants fell to the floor along with his boxers exposing the longest cock David had ever seen.
It wasn’t fully erect yet but was already longer and thicker than his.
David was horrified, his wife was going to be fucked with that monster, it would hurt her, he was sure.
Wayne began to slide carols panties down her thighs, “take them off” he said.
Carol leaned on his chest with her hand and slid the thong down her legs and off one foot, then the other, the material catching on her stiletto.
She freed it and bunching the silk in her palm let them fall to the floor.
David watched, fascinated, the only protection between his beautiful little wife and that monsters huge cock was now lying crumpled on the floor.
Wayne’s hand returned to her now very wet pussy, his fingers immediately slipping inside her making her moan loudly.
Carol spread her legs wider and squatted slightly to allow her lover better access to her cunt.
Her bottom was resting against the edge of the dressing table; David could see where it dug into her creamy white skin. Carol couldn’t move away from where the man had her. David watched Wayne’s cock get harder; her hands were resting against the edge of the table.
Wayne took her cigarette from her and crushed it out, holding her head in his hands he kissed her again, moving forward to let the tip of his un circumcised cock stroke across her thigh.
David watched fascinated as a long trail of pre cum leaked out of the mans cock and trailed across her thigh.
Carol rested her arms on Wayne’s shoulders, Wayne’s cock now stuck out from his body obscenely, curving slightly upwards it looked to be 8” and very very fat.
David watched as he moved closer to his wife.
Sill kissing her, Wayne took his cock in his hand and slid it across her pussy lips, carol moaned into his mouth, David could see her slide her tongue past her crimson lips and search for her lovers tongue.
She held his arm as if to urge him to touch her again.
“I’m going to fuck you” he grunted at her, “I’m going to fuck you and cum in you”
David was now very hard and his hand was stroking along the length of his cock, he would cum soon, he was sure.
Wayne pulled his foreskin back exposing the large purple mushroom head and positioned it at the entrance of carols tight but very wet cunt.
David saw him push forward; the head forced itself in, folding his wife’s pussy lips in with it. He pulled out again and rubbed it along her lips again.
“Oh Christ Wayne, that’s fucking wonderful when you do that”
David had never heard his wife use language like that before.
Wayne pushed again, this time with a hand on carols bottom to hold her in place.
David could practically hear a pop as the mans huge cock opened his wife’s cunt, he saw with horror the cock head disappear inside his wife’s body.
Carol was looking down between her legs, looking where they were joined; she had a strange look on her face, a very dirty grin.
She slid her hands onto Wayne’s bottom and lifted her right leg, hooking it on his hip.
This made her open a bit more and as Wayne pushed, more of his cock slid into her.
She was kissing him again, he started to fuck into her, short stabs, pulling out and pushing further in.
David saw the creamy white ring round the mans cock every time he pulled out.
She was kissing his neck now; Wayne’s only intention was impaling this little slut on his cock. He sucked her tongue, licked her lips, anything to make her wetter and open up for him.
Loud moans were coming from deep within her, Wayne was grunting every time he pushed into her.
“AAAhhhhhhhhhh” he grunted,”Im all the fucking way in you now”
David couldn’t see anymore where they were joined, he could only see a mesh of pubic hair, soft and blonde against course and black.
“Christ you’re sooo fucking tight” Wayne was cursing now with every thrust, carols could only hang on as her body was pushed up against the table from the fucking she was getting from this man.
She lifted her other leg and wrapped it round his waist, she started humping her hips sliding herself up and down this beautiful cock that was very soon going to bring on her first orgasm.
David watched, his own cum now covering his hand, as her high heel shoes crossed behind Wayne’s waist. Wayne was now holding her tight to him, his huge strong arms completely wrapped round her.
Her bare breast jumped up and down at every thrust, Wayne leaned down and started to love bite her breast, she screamed with the pain as he bit and sucked.
David watched as the bruise began to come through.
Wayne was close now, Carol grunted “OOOHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh “as her orgasm washed through her, her lips on his, kissing, tonguing him, giving herself to him. All the time the hard cock fucking her, they kissed through her orgasm.
Wayne gripped her tighter, he grunted an animal growl from deep within himself, David saw his buttock clench, the muscles contracting as the sperm flowed out of the end of his hard cock deep into his wife’s tight wet cunt.
Wayne thrust inside her three more times, short stabs, making sure all his semen was gushing into her.
Then held her tight, his cock still buried deep.
David could see where their pubic hair was matted together with their combined cum.
He watched as his wife’s lovers cum started to leak out past the base of the softening cock.
They kissed deeply, passionately, like lovers.
They stayed locked together for what seemed like hours, kissing, Wayne making slow fucking movements in and out of her, more and more of his cum leaking out and dripping onto the carpet.
Finally she let her legs fall, Wayne’s cock softer now plopped out of her wide open pussy, David saw a large black hole where Wayne’s cock had just been, the entrance brimming with his wife’s lovers semen.
The cum was running down her leg onto her stocking top, she looked down as Wayne wiped the sticky end of his cock on her pubic hair. Carol cupped her hand between her legs and went into the bathroom.
Wayne dressed himself and waited for her, she sat at the dresser and fixed her make up and David watched them kiss one last time and leave.
He couldn’t believe what had just happened, he had just watched another man fuck his wife and he did nothing.
He washed himself and went down to join the others.
They were sat chatting and drinking and carol was smoking. Wayne was sat close to her.
“Here you are darling” she said, kissing David’s lips.
“Drink my friend?” Wayne handed David a large scotch, he seemed to be grinning at him.
“Where were you David” asked carol.
“Asleep on the balcony of our room, but I had a really weird dream, I dreamt you were fucking another man in our room and I could do nothing to stop you. But the thing is I loved it.”
Carol smiled and glanced over at Wayne.
They got up to dance.
David saw the love bite on her breast; he could smell the sex on her, his hand between her legs confirmed what he already knew.
Her pussy was very wet and slippery and very open.
He looked at her and smiled.
“Anytime you want to carol, its ok with me. As long as you come back to me and I get what’s mine.”
She kissed him and smiled, already planning her next fuck with Wayne or anyone else she wanted.
I always welcome comments, this is only my second story.
18th Hole Ch. 01
“Wait a minute, where do you think you are going?” Jenny shouted down the stairs.
“I’m going to the driving range and then over to the club, I tee off at two,” Harry replied, shouting from the door.
“But we are supposed to go to my mother’s today.”
“Maybe you are, I’m playing golf.”
Coming down the stairs, she continued shouting, even though he was now only a few steps away from her, “You knew about this, I set it up over a week ago.”
“Work it out babe, I’m playing golf,” he said, stepping through the door and closing it behind him.
“Damn it,” Jenny cried, sitting down on the couch. “Damn it,” she repeated to herself, “he is not gonna do this to me again.” She simply sat motionless for a few minutes, wondering what she could do.
“If I could only play golf I’d show him,” she said out loud, suddenly sitting up straight. She had an idea, if he could go do 18 holes, so could she; she’d just do them a little differently. She hurried upstairs, put on her makeup and the right clothes.
She expected it to be warm so she put on the shortest pair of shorts she owned and then pulled on just a halter-top with no bra. Looking in the mirror she was happy. Her breasts were just barely confined in the light fabric of the top and the shorts were nicely tight. She hurried down the stairs, glanced at her watch and then headed out to her car.
Driving to the club, she figured she had just enough time to carry out her plan. Winding down the long road to the clubhouse, she found a parking place well away from the building and parked her car. Her plan required her to play her round backwards so she slinked off toward the golf course.
1st Hole
Jenny slipped into the line of trees along the 18th fairway, and looked onto a copy of the scorecard she had found on her husband’s desk. According to the scorecard, the 18th hole was a long par 4, so Jenny watched as several players passed by. Singling out one who looked to be a bit taller than average, she waited until he separated from the group and then called out to him, “Hey, over here, can you help me find my ball?”
Wandering over toward the trees he replied, “Of course, but how on earth did you hit it over here.”
Watching him step into the trees she replied, “I don’t know, it just ended up here.” She let her halter-top fall open as she finished her sentence. “Perhaps if you looked in my bush,” she said, unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts.
Glancing back to the fairway he whispered, “But my friends will be looking for me.”
“Well you better be fast then,” she said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. “Oh good, I see you are ready.” She slipped it into her mouth as she unfastened his belt and let his pants fall to the ground.
Removing her mouth from his cock, she looked it over, thinking that it was just right, a medium size cock for a medium length hole. Settling on her back, she opened her legs and motioned for him to tee off.
The man kneeled down, easing his cock into Jenny’s pussy. Feeling him penetrate her she reached around and grabbed his ass, pulling him tight to her. She whispered encouragement as he began thrusting in and out of her, “Come on, give it to me, yeah, just like that baby.”
Her talk did the trick, as the man quickly moaned and dumped his load into her cunt. “My, it must have been a while for you, you were quick. Oh look, here comes your friends,” she said, nodding at the group of three men walking towards the woods.
The golfer leaped off her, quickly pulled up his pants and stumbled out onto the course as he zipped up his pants. She heard him say, “Sorry guys, just had to take a leak.
Jenny fixed her clothes and headed over to the next hole.
2nd Hole
Jenny’s second hole, 17 on the scorecard, was a short par 3 so she looked for a short man to try. In just a few minutes she spotted a short Hispanic man and played the lost ball decoy once again. The man was very interested in sinking into her bush so in moments Jenny guided his short, but very thick cock into her cum filled pussy.
A bit surprised at sliding in so easily, the man came quickly, making Jenny wonder if these guys were playing golf instead of having sex. She seemed to be two for two in picking out quick ones. After hearing a hearty, “Thank you,” she watched the man strut proudly back onto the course. She pulled up her shorts, fixed her top, and moved on.
3rd Hole
The 16th hole was a long, par 5 dogleg so Jenny selected the tallest man she could find. She didn’t even bother with the lost ball story; she just got his attention and asked, “How’d you like some doggy style on this dogleg.”
The man quickly ran over and followed her back behind some bushes. Jenny smiled happily when the man pulled his driver out of his pants and drove it deep into her dripping pussy. Turned on by the size of the cock pummeling her, she reached up and played with her clit.
In a few minutes Jenny felt a wave surge over her and she came, pulsing around the tall man’s shaft. He came just moments later and then withdrew to complete his round of golf. Jenny quickly dressed to complete her round of golfers.
4th, 5th, & 6th Holes
The Master’s golf tournament has the “Amen Corner” and Jenny found a corner of her own, coming at all three holes. After thanking each of the men at the 15th, 14th and 13th holes, she walked on, marveling at her “Big O Corner.”
7th Hole
Jenny’s 7th hole was a new one, the course had revamped their 12th hole, so most of the golfers were playing it for the first time. Jenny had to wait through several groups of men before she found the perfect player.
The boy looked fifteen, but after showing him her breasts, she made him show her some identification. Confirming he had just turned eighteen, she whipped out his cock as he nervously explained, “I’ve never done this before.”
“You’re a virgin?” she asked, feeling a strange sensation come over her.
“Yes,” he said, shrugging.
Wanting to avoid any premature putting from him, she handled his cock delicately as she guided him in. Just as she expected, he came on just his third thrust, splashing her with a wonderful youthful vitality. She even took his cock into her mouth for a moment to give him something special to remember her by. He seemed to get harder in just those few seconds, but Jenny had to go.
Walking to the next hole, she remembered her first time with her husband, how delightfully innocent that was. She smiled now thinking, “Serves the bastard right, he plays 18 holes, well so will I.”
8th Hole
Looking at the scorecard, Jenny saw the 11th hole curved along a water hazard and smiled, well, I am certainly wet enough. Looking over the course, she spotted a fat man, with his shirt heavily stained in sweat. “Ah,” she whispered, “he’s soaking wet, so perfect.”
Slipping back to her lost ball trick, she coaxed the fat man into the woods and in no time had him on his back. Not wanting to feel all that weight plastering her to the ground, she decided to go the high road this time. Lining herself up, she lowered herself down onto his small putter she moved slowly up and down, while her hands slide all over the mountain of the man’s belly.
A bit repulsed by the jiggling flab, Jenny was relieved when the man turned his head and groaned, spilling a few drops of cum as he came. Jenny quickly jumped up and looked down at the man. His tiny cock and balls were covered in a sticky white cum.
Jenny laughed as she walked toward the next hole, thinking that man is gonna be proud of himself thinking he came that much. She felt the fluid running down her legs and was glad she had just one more hole before she could take a break to clean up a bit.
9th Hole
Looking at the scorecard, Jenny confirmed that the 10th hole, her 9th today, was another dogleg, but this one was fairly straight until about fifty yards from the hole, where it doglegged sharply. She quickly figured out a perfect position and then rounded up another adventurous golfer.
Bending at the waist, Jenny leaned against a tree as her golfer, an attractive black man, drove a fairways into her hole. She played with her clit as he splashed into her again and again. He came first, but continued his thrusting until she came, pulsing her cunt over his soft cock.
“You were so wet,” he said, ignorant of the mass of fluid that had been putted into that hole.
“And you were sweet to let me come,” she replied, giving the man a quick kiss. She walked into the clubhouse and headed to the locker room. Taking a quick shower, she cleaned the grass stains and cum stains from all over her body. Drying off, she peeked in the mirror and saw she was ready for another nine holes.
Jenny glanced at her watch as she walked toward the 9th hole, her 10th hole today, and realized she’d need to hurry.
(Continued in “18th Hole Ch. 02)
18th Hole Ch.02
Jenny glanced at her watch as she walked toward the 9th hole, her 10th hole today, and realized she’d need to hurry. Walking quickly down the cart path, she wandered back into the woods and looked around, spotting a small clearing behind some azaleas. The flowers bloomed beautifully, just as Jenny would do soon.
10th Hole
Jenny looked over the scorecard, finding the information for the 9th hole. Like the 18th hole, it was a par four, so she looked for another man of medium build. Spotting a dark haired man with a dark complexion she called out, “Hi there, I seem to have lost my ball, can you help me?”
“Sure, I am glad to help a lady in distress,” he said looking her over.
Janet moved close to the man, so close her breasts pressed against his arm as she whispered, “I think it rolled over by those beautiful azaleas.”
“Let me take a look,” he replied, walking to the bushes and bending over.
Taking in the view, she removed her halter top and shorts. She enjoyed the shocked look on the man’s face as he stood up, golf ball in hand and looked at her beautiful naked body.
“Was that my ball?” she asked, watching it roll though the man’s fingers as he dropped it and moved toward her.
She arched her back as he ran his hands over her breasts, moving his mouth down to her nipples. His tongue toyed with her hard nubs as his hands moved down and cupped her ass. Reaching down to open his pants, she pulled his hard cock out and stroked it.
Moving up to her mouth, he kissed her deeply as he lifted her up off the ground. Feeling how strong he was, she wrapped her legs around him and with one hand, guided him into her pussy. He cock moved into her, sending chills through her and as she began to move, she heard him moan, “Oh yeah.”
Feeling his strong hands squeeze her ass, she rode his iron, feeling him grind deeper and deeper into her. She ground against him, feeling herself suddenly pulse again and again, surging around him, coming so hard.
He continued thrusting, harder and deeper as her climax seemed to go on and on. Feeling dizzy, she wrapped both arms around him and held tightly. In a few minutes, his pace slowed as he arched his back and gritted his teeth. She felt the warm pulses inside her as he came, filling her with his sticky warmth.
She felt herself trembling as he set her back down on the ground. He leaned to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, whispering, “I better get back to my round.”
Sitting on the ground she caught her breath thinking, “I’ve never been fucked like that before.” Seeing him step back onto the golf course, she called out to him, “Hey, what is your name?”
“I’m Arman, Arman Tabloo.”
“I’m Jenny.”
She watched him return to his golf bag, select a club and make a perfect shot, with his ball landing softly on the green. He turned to her, took a short bow and headed up the golf course.
11th Hole
Finally gaining her composure from that incredible fuck, she wandered toward the 8th hole, her 11th of the day. She didn’t even look at the scorecard, and when she coaxed a golfer into the woods, she didn’t even bother to remove her top. Simply leaning over a rock, she let the man fuck her from behind, quickly pulled herself off of him when he finished, pulled on her shorts and then walked on.
12th, 13th, 14th & 15th Hole
Jenny wandered the course in a daze, checking off the 7th, 6th, 5th and 4th holes on the scorecard as she let the absolute strangers fuck her. She didn’t bother about the man she chose at each hole, didn’t try anything interesting, and didn’t match the hole to the position or man as she had earlier in the day. She was a machine, simply wrapping her cunt around these cocks in empty, vacant acts. After Arman, this was just mechanics.
16th Hole
Walking near the 3rd hole, Jenny finally came to her senses, reminding herself she was fucking her way around the golf course for her husband’s benefit. Looking at her scorecard, she saw it was another dogleg hole, so she found herself a stout looking man whom she thought would enjoy the view from behind.
Once again her intuition about the man was above par, and he happily kneeled behind her and slipped his hearty cock into her re-inspired cunt. She even barked like a dog, which drove the man into a frenzy as he quickly plunged his cock deep into her and came.
She thanked him with a kiss, feeling the cum running down her legs as she walked away, heading for the next hole.
17th Hole
Jenny’s plan had been running wonderfully, and besides the distraction she experienced at the 9th hole, she had weathered it nicely. Although a bit chaffed, she still felt pretty good considering she had fucked sixteen men, if her scorecard was correct, today.
The 2nd hole was short so Jenny selected a short man. Unzipping his pants, she found herself surprised at the length of the small man’s cock. She moved onto her back, whispering to him, “Be gentle please, you’re so big.”
The man smiled and nodded, fucking her with a gentleness that surprised her. Even when he came, he only whimpered quietly and didn’t thrust deep into her like all the others had. When he finished he slowly pulled his cock out of her, zipped up his pants, whispered, “Thank you,” and walked back onto the course.
18th Hole
Glancing at her watch, Jenny saw it was almost two o’clock, her husband was about to tee off of the 1st hole. She pulled up her shorts and quickly ran over to the 1st fairway. She watched her husband drive his ball well up the course, but waited until all the others in his party teed off. He grabbed his bag and began walking when she called to him.
Walking over to the edge of the woods, he appeared confused. “I thought you were going to your mother’s, he said.
“I changed my mind,” she said, opening her halter top. “Want to take a break?”
He turned and shouted to his friends, “Hey, you go on ahead, I’ll catch up in a bit.” Jenny peeked through the bushes and saw the guys wave back to him.
Jenny pulled off her shorts and sat on the ground, spreading her legs wide. Glancing down, she made sure that she had wiped away most of the cum that had run down her legs. Before she realized what was happening her husband had settled his face between her legs. She was about to stop him, but then thought how fitting it was that he share her 18 holes with her.
Closing her eyes, she enjoyed the sensations as he lapped the juices from her wet cunt and she came quickly as his tongue moved up and toyed with her clit. He then rose up and moved his cock to her. She carefully guided him into her well-used opening and felt him settle upon her.
“We’re you turned on?” he asked.
“Yes, but why do you ask?”
“You just were so wet. I’ve never seen you that wet before, and you tasted different. It was strange.”
“Oh yes, very strange,” she said, feeling him move in and out of her. Feeling a bit of pain, she bit her lip as he quickened his movements. In a few moments he came, arching his back and moaning.
He collapsed upon her, whispering, “God that was good.”
“You know, I could come to like this golf,” she said.
“I better catch up to the guys he said,” fixing his pants and tucking in his shirt.
“Have fun dear,” she shouted as he headed up the course, “I certainly did,” she continued under her breath.
Smiling, she slowly walked back to her car and climbed inside. Pondering what had happened that day, a thought struck her mind and she pulled her calendar out of her glove compartment. “Damn,” she said, “I didn’t even think of that.” She drove away with an evil grin on her face. “Hell, if I get pregnant, I’ll just tell him it was from that time when he fucked me on the golf course. He’ll like that.”
(Continued on “18th Hole Ch. 03)
18th Hole Ch. 03
Over the weeks following her first 18 holes of golf, Jenny ran through a whole gambit of emotions, from feeling smug and satisfied, to feeling like a whore, to loneliness, yearning for Arman. She played the events in her head, especially the incredible experience she shared with this dark man at the 9th hole of the golf course.
She had been fucked like she had never been fucked before and she desperately wanted this man to fuck once again. She realized she gained so much more satisfaction feeling that man’s cock inside her than she did when her husband lapped the cum from the 17 golfers that had fucked her that day.
Her husband had gone back to play golf several times since her adventure, even hinting at them re-enacting their fuck just off the first fairway. All she could think of was re-enacting her adventure with Arman. Arman Tabloo, a strange name, Middle Eastern she supposed, he looked that way and he spoke with a bit of an accent. Perhaps Pakistani, she thought as she toyed with a nipple.
She was about to head to the mall when the phone rang. Checking the caller id, she saw it was her husband and picked it up. “I thought you were playing golf,” she said.
“No, not yet, I don’t tee off for a couple of hours. I was wondering, are you doing anything now?”
“No, I thought about going to the mall.”
“Look, why don’t you come over to the club? We can have lunch together and then I can tee off at the first tee again.”
“Oh, I don’t know.”
“Come on honey, live dangerously.”
“Ah, you want me to live dangerously?”
“Sure come on, try it.”
“Okay,” she replied, “I’ll be there in just a bit.”
She hung up the phone thinking that she’ll show him dangerous. She’ll “do” the first hole with him this time, and then she’ll just have some fun on the rest of the holes. The course was full of golfers wanting to search her bush.
She quickly put on another scant outfit and headed out to the course. When she arrived she noticed her husband with his clubs near the first tee. She waved and trotted over.
“No lunch?” she asked.
“Sorry honey, they moved up my tee time, I guess we’ll just have to skip lunch. Look, you can grab a bit after we “tee off” here,” he said with a sly smile.
“Okay,” she answered, looking around, hoping to see Arman.
She turned back to her husband and watched as he teed up his ball and completed a perfect drive. He took her hand and started walking up the course, turning his head back to his friends, “You go on ahead again, I’ll only be a few minutes.”
Taking her hand, he led her to a secluded spot not far from the parking lot. He quickly unfastened his pants and moved to her. Sensing his urgency, she pulled off her pants, leaned back on the ground and spread her legs.
He quickly and unceremoniously shoved his cock into her, hurting her as it pulled against her still dry lips. He was harsh and brutal, driving himself into her almost in anger. She felt his hot breath on her and heard him grow, as he quickly arched his back and came.
“Damn, that was nice,” she said sarcastically.
“You liked last time better?”
“Yes, yes I did.”
“Well I didn’t. I wanted to feel your pussy without all the fucking cum in it.”
“What are you talking about?” she replied.
“You know, we talk here, all the guys. I heard the most amazing tale, something I would not have believed. Seems last week, at each and every hole some lucky golfer helped some lady look for her golf ball. They soon got a close look at her bush.
“Not being suspicious I didn’t put it together until they described her, what she was wearing. I soon realized that her was you!”
“What… no, that didn’t happen.”
“Shut the fuck up, I’m still talking here. I got to thinking about how wet you were, about that strange taste. My god you let me go down on you, to lap up the cum of… of… how many? How many was it you slut?”
“I don’t…”
“TELL ME,” he shouted.
“Seventeen. Seventeen besides you.”
Sitting down on a rock he held his head in his hands. “Seventeen, my god, just what the hell are you?”
“Don’t you talk to me like that, I’m your wife.”
“Wife… wife, that’s a joke. Look, I’ve already fucked you today, I have someone else who is going to fuck you.”
She looked up and saw Arman walk into the clearing. She slowly stood up and said, “Arman?”
“Hello Jenny, it’s nice to see you again.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Well Jenny, I didn’t know who you were when I fucked you on the golf course, I didn’t realize you were Harry’s wife.”
“What difference does that make?” she asked.
“You see, I am his lawyer, and I am a damn good lawyer.”
Feeling the world spin from under her, she leaned on a tree to catch her balance. She looked at Arman and noticed he was holding a piece of paper out to her. “What’s that?” she asked.
“You have been served. You see Jenny, if there is one thing I enjoy more than fucking a woman on the golf course, it’s fucking her in the courtroom. Have a nice day,” he said, walking back toward the golf course with Harry.