Chapter 9 A

Now, planning a big wedding, working on my career and keeping time with my new fiancé took a lot of time and it was months before we did anything else outside of our relationship except for me, our relationship was not old enough to cause much of a dent in my office antics. I still saw Dar more or less regularly as well I had a friends with benefits thing with Susan from records. When Sally and I had some free time finally, I asked her if she felt like being naughty. She did but I wanted to do something really outrageous. I had always wanted to take my girl to an adult theater about half way into watching sweaty people groaning and pushing their pink, shiny genitals all but in your face. I wanted to strip her naked and walk her towards the screen slowly so that all those horny guys could see her plainly. Once we were screen side, I wanted to watch the men in the place with guts take her one by one or in groups, whatever. The only problem with that plan was that the advent of video rental stores had pushed all the adult theaters out of business.

I started looking around my area, I had not be living in that place long and wasn’t sure what type of taverns and pool halls were in the area or who frequented them.

 I wanted it close but not too close to where we lived. I learned from my time with Jill that it’s not always a good time for some random stranger or neighbour to tongue kiss your wife on the street in front of you or take her away to fuck. This always happens when you let guys too close to your home do as they please with your wife. I came upon a small bar, dingy but well lit with few windows and those placed high enough up as to preclude bystanders from looking in from the street. I walked in and went to the bar, where I ordered a draught and sat on one age faded wooden chair and watched the goings on as the smell of stale beer filled my nostrils. There were two full sized pool tables but only one was in use. Two tables were occupied by older men. I estimated that the place would hold not more than 30 people when it was at capacity. I figured that I’d bring my fiancé there in the afternoon where she would hopefully not be fucked by more that ten or maybe twelve horny cocks. That night I asked my fiancé how she wanted it, one by one or a group cream pie gang bang. Sally blushed, “oh my God.” She said, I don’t know, I’ve only ever been fucked by two guys at once. “I’ll let you decide.” I was flattered and the intense heat built up in me just knowing that by this time the next day my future wife will be a soaking mess of smen from who knows how many strangers. I grabbed hold of her and bent her over the sofa. I dropped her yoga pants exposing her black, fine mesh panties. In a second those panties hit the floor, showing off her beautiful rump and I jammed my dripping cock up her waiting asshole. Every part of her became stiff and even though she didn’t utter one word of complaint, I knew I was hurting her. I stopped and withdrew, I then apologised for hurting her and we made love. I just hoped that there weren’t a couple of guys that would do that to her without mercy. The next day was sunny and warm, I wanted to get there early enough so that Sally wouldn’t have to take on 25 or 30 guys. When we pulled into the parking lot, Sally inhaled raggedly. “Stage fright?” I asked knowing how she felt but I knew once that started happening she would get into it, she was a true slut that way. She giggled and I walked her thru the old wooden doors, and we entered the bar. Predictably, she was the only woman in the place and every eye landed squarely on her. I walked her to a central table close to the pool table where we sat. Right then and there I had Sally stand up on her chair, she was wearing the cute little suit I bought for her. A braless tube top and micro mini skirt in cool gray, under it she wore a bright red G-string. Once she was stable on the chair, I lifted her short skirt over hir middle and had her flash her bare ass to every guy in the place. I then pulled her panties off so that they could see her pussy. I finished by pulling down her tube top releasing her beautiful B-cups. It wasn’t long before several men came to our table offering pleasantries. Its funny about people, their sexual fantasy walks through the door and is stripped naked for them and they still feel the need to offer platitudes for her approval. It began with a big man with gray hair fondled her bare breast. Another older man, I assumed the two were friends as they were seated at the same table began to fondle her bare bottom. Others were coming to the table. Sally was starting to enjoy the fondling; her breathing was deep and even she’d closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the moment. Pants started to hit the floor like rain, and she was guided on her knees to face the back of her chair. Her beautiful ass in full view, the first guy had a surprisingly big cock and he pushed it into my girl with no grace whatever. She groaned loudly and he began to hump her. I guess these guys don’t get laid a lot because he didn’t last ten strokes and blew his load as deeply in her belly as he could. His friend was getting a blow job, and he blew his nut in her mouth, she gave him a dirty look and spit his wad on the floor. In no time, they carried Sally to the pool table where they banged her two at a time. They gave it to her down the throat, in her pussy and in one case up the ass. Somehow, they took all of  her clothes off and I could see every horny cock plunging deep into her body most of them left their seed in her belly but one guy had a different idea. He rolled the weak girl over on her belly and settled atop her. She got stiff and screamed loudly as he sank his member up her asshole balls deep. She didn’t complain or cry out, she took it, and he shot his load up her ass. At one point the bartender cam and joined in. “You like it? You want it? Here!” He said and pushed his organ deep into her pussy. She moaned as he fucked her. “Here! Take it up your dirty cunt! You cheap whore, take it! Take it up your fuckin cunt!” With that he filled her soaking pussy with even more cum. When it was over, the bartender brought me some clean towels to clean her up. I did what I cold externally, but her womb was full. I helped her off the table, she was weak. A big gob of semen drooled out of her vagina and hit the floor with a thick plop. This caused most of the men to cheer. I found what was left of her clothes and started to dress her when someone asked me if she could stay naked for a while. She allowed it and several men sat her on their lap, kissing her. The bartender asked if he could have a picture of himself with my naked fiancé on his lap for the bar. I agreed and he sat down with Sally naked on his old lap, someone took a picture. Every guy that sat her on his lap ended up with a wet spot on his pants. The impromptu photographer asked if he could take a few nudes of Sally for himself. “If she wants.” I replied not committedly, she refused, she was tired and sore and wanted to go home. When we got home I just put her to bed for the night. She smelled of sex, sex and more sex. The next day I grabbed her and fucked her hard, she was still full, and I mean full of sperm, and it felt delightful.  It took days for her to rid her insides of the last dregs of that party. Several weeks later she came to me, she was scared to death. “Honey, I’m late, I’m really late. I waited ten days past my due date and still nothing. What if I got pregnant at that bar?” She was truly afraid. At first, I was taken aback. “I thought you were on the pill?” I answered surprised at this turn of events. “I am honey but all those guys cum in me and the pill is only 98% effective so it could be that the sheer quantity of what flooded me may have drowned the effect of the pill. Well, that and that I had one extra pill at the end of this cycle.”  “Which means what?” I asked fearing the answer. “It means I forgot to take a pill this month and if it was that day, I’m pregnant for sure.”  I settled down, the only bother I had was that I didn’t want a kid until I was married for a while but things change all the time. “What am I going to do?” She asked anxiously. I smiled reassuringly, “first we get you to a gynecologist and make certain of our situation. If you’re not Prego then you’re not. If you are, we’re getting married anyway and make the best of it.” She looked so relieved, “if you want I’ll get an abortion.” She offered, I found that in these situations women only offer abortions to men that they are certain will refuse it. Staying true to myself, I replied.” “I can’t order you to do anything but if I have anything to say about it, I’d rather you had the baby. If it comes from you, the child is ours.” She collapsed into my arms and informed me that she had an appointment with her gyno the next day. I was off work so I told her that I’d take her. The next day, her gyno took a pregnancy test but the results would not be ready for two days. Then they talked about her life situation. The gyno told her that she was going to be married in seven weeks and she didn’t get her period most likely due to stress. She seemed soothed when we got in the car and five minutes after we got home, boom her bleeding started, it was stress. And better, she knew she could have confidence in me.

The Honeymoon

See Album A 2:

Seven weeks went by quickly and we were married in a big wedding followed by a lavash reception. Our honeymoon trip to Europe was set for the week following and I rented to bridal suite for five days. I stocked it with snack foods, Champagne, soft drinks, a beautiful white lingerie ensemble and a series of sex toys. The first day was just for us, we fucked and slurped and play and drank in the jacuzzi ordered dinner, fucked some more had dinner and I asked her if she wanted to invite another couple over, Sally told me that she just wanted another man, she enjoyed being center of attention. That and that she loved strange cum in her puss. “Well at least now you don’t have to worry about getting pregnant.” I said lightly smiling. She smiled back at me, “that’s true.” She replied also smiling. I got on the phone, in those days there was no internet and cell phones were few and far between, so everything had to be done the old-fashioned way. I Left a message and got a contact in seconds. As ordered, a single straight guy looking to wet his dick in some strange girls pussy. Of course, I gave him our location and a time to show up. As to his looks, physical condition or anything else we’d have to meet him to find out. About 90 min later there was a knock at our door, it was him. Not horrible t look at, around our age and in decent shape so we invited him for a drink. After the usual bullshit we found out his name was Bruce, and he was 31yo. I sent him to Sally so they could get up to their own devices. Seeing as my new wife was wearing her sexy lingerie it wasn’t long before they were both naked and kissing. His dick was average size and he fucked her in every way you could think of. At the end she was atop him and invited me to join. I always wanted to try a Double penetration, so I agreed, and my inexperience shined through. I didn’t know at that time that you had to start with anal penetration before the other guy penetrated her vaginally. He already had his cock up her snatch balls deep and fully intended to cum as deep in her as he could. Pushing my prick up her anus took several strong thrusts, although Sally was OK with it, the weight and pressure was more than our guest could cope with. I stopped and left them alone so they could conclude their coupling. He pumped his meat up into her making her moan and soon after, thick sperm backwashed through her vulva and slopped her inner thighs and his ball sack, mission accomplished, Bruce left soon after and we continued our week by trying a rudimentary exchanges’ club. It was a small, basement concern, fashionably gloomy with a simple dance floor, a bar and signs on the wall clearly stating that only the women can make the first moves. We decided that it would be fun for a chuck to watch the off-centre dynamic of the place in action. A couple of women were dancing alone and the larger of the two picked up a man. She was there with a guy and the three left together. OMG, the hens did cackle judgmentally, how stupid were they? We were in a swingers club after all. Another couple came in. They were attractive enough and the wife quite pretty. She asked if they could join us at our table, and we made room for them. In a short time, her husband started to chat up Sally, my wife seemed cool with it so, I invited his wife to sit closer and we could flirt, this was a normal opening gambit in swingers clubs. She asked him and he went nuts, he was so mad that he complained to the waitress. Calmly, she asked what the issue was, he said that I tried to flirt with his wife, she offered him a dour look and pointed out that she’d already broken the ice by asking to join us and everybody saw him flirting with my wife. The woman was seated farthest from me so clearly I had not touched her. She offered to reseat them if that would help. He demanded that I, not we, I be ejected. The waitress didn’t care, they paid the cover charge already and the first round of drinks and repeated diplomatically that they could sit elsewhere or leave as they wished. His face turned beet red, and he shot out of his chair. His escort tried to calm him down to no avail, he gathered her up and they left the club, my wife and I had a laugh and ordered another glass of wine. That was fun and the rest of the evening was tame by comparison but entertaining, nonetheless. We went back to our hotel alone and made up for lost opportunity.

                                                                              Chapter 8

Trust me; it wasn’t long after I took these pics that people started to show interest. We posted them online and found a telephone service that provided all kinds of hookup options for anyone wanting to do almost anything, so I left our info and kept our answering machine open. Maybe a week in we were contacted by a young man, (no photo available) he claimed to be bi and eager to play so I called him back, as always I asked my wife if she wanted to get laid, that much honesty is a lot to absorb but she handled it well. She smiled crookedly and started to giggle. I told him where we’d be and had him give me his phone number, I’d have to call him with our room number if he was going to meet us. An hour later he was knocking on our door, and I let him in. He was great until we were all naked and then he seemed to get shy. It wasn’t until later I realized that this kid (mid 20’s) was not ready for what he stepped into. I got atop my fiancé and penetrated her pussy, she moaned, and he came onto the bed and presented his erect member to us at face level. I was only working with what the guy told me, I took his cock in my mouth and began to work on his glans. Sally wasn’t aware of that part of me, and her eyes went wide. Suddenly, he began to call out “Oh my God. Oh my God, I spit out his organ and he stopped whining. He really had no idea what he’d gotten himself into, at his age I expected more. Finally, Sally got him calmed down, lay him on his back and mounted him cow girl. He was happy now fucking my girl as she rode his stiff cock. He started to breath hard, get stiff, and she got off of him. “Honey, he’s about to cum and you stopped?” I know and that’s why I got off, I just started the pill and don’t want to get pregnant.” I wasn’t going to argue with her point and let her work. She got between his now spread legs and sucked his balls making him groan, then she took his member in her mouth and began to give him the best blowjob he’d had in his life to date. I decided to be mischievous and leaned into the gasping man’s ear. You nearly made my girl pregnant. “No.” he groaned “Now you’re really going to get it.” “Sally” I began, “suck him dry.” He cried out. “Go girl suck every drop out of his balls, suck this fucker dry.” He was screaming and flopping all over the bed while my girl jacked his prick and licked his knob. “Kill him, suck him dry!” I commanded and he screamed so loud I hoped that nobody called the cops on us. Sally was gulping busily as he screamed and tossed all over the bed, then it was over. He was gasping for breath and Sally’s mouth and chin was covered in great drops of gleaming pearl jam. She went off to wash her face and rinse her mouth as the clown got out of bed. “Sorry. I didn’t understand what it was like to be with people like this.” I laughed, “you need to be careful, not all guys will stop like I did, and you are willingly in the room, so you consent to whatever.” He grabbed his light jacket. “Yeah, sorry.” And he left us to our devices, trust me we got up to plenty in his absence.

The next encounter:

A few days later this couple called us and invited us to get together and fuck. I had them meet us at a Mc D’s Café. You learn in this lifestyle to meet in a public place. These are strangers and they could be killers, thieves, either or both could be so ugly or grungy that you would not let them near your pets let alone your spouse. I was pleasantly surprised. The guy was OK, tallish, lean with shoulder length blonde, almost white hair and introduced himself as Craig. She was of average height with dancing green eyes and an effervescent personality and introduced herself as Corrine. She wore a short green summer dress and not much else, her porcelain white face was framed by a thick head of shimmering copper red hair that cascaded over her shoulders to her small ass. Who gave a fuck about the rest of her, she had me as soon as I saw that hair. For good measure she lifted her knee placing her delicate foot on her chair exposing her soft, white thigh all the way to her bare buttock. That did it, I swear I’d rape that woman on the spot if we didn’t get going soon. They invited us to their place which was close by, and we agreed to go. One we were at their apartment, to our delight, the walls were decorated with nudes of Corrine. We sat down and there was that awkward moment where nobody quite knows what to do next., it happens every time we met another couple. “So, are we going to take separate rooms, or just be a pile of writhing flesh?” Craig asked breaking the tension. “I’m for the flesh pile.” I replied not really caring but thinking of the women. Being alone in bed with a stranger can be intimidating for them. In no time we were naked and in bed She made me feel like an animal and I had no interest in hiding that fact. Corrine’s body was slender for a red head, but her skin was white to the point of translucence. Her tits were small  with really pointy nipples, her belly flat, her small ass was square, I never seen an ass like that before or since and her shapely legs went all the way up. Like Teri, she had child bearing hips and her mound of Venus protruded and sloped to her tight looking pussy lips. She was clean shaved and just looked clean. I pulled her into bed, she shrieked and giggled as I covered her in kisses. She screamed as I sucked her nipples and her soaking wet pussy. She screamed even louder when I sank my throbbing organ deep into her welcoming twat. The other side of the bed was quiet, so I looked over to them as the girl beneath me screamed in passion. Craig and my wife were not having nearly as much fun. She looked like she was waiting for something to happen, and he was just stuck there unable to get hard. “This never happened to me before, I don’t understand.” He said sheepishly. I knew exactly what was wrong with him. He probably never saw his wife being pleased so intensely and this was just the foreplay. I knew bitterly that if this was going to proceed in a healthy way, we would need to get him feeling more secure. “No worries bro, it happens to everyone at some point in this game. Here, give me back my wife and you take yours until you feel better.” He thanked me and spent some time in Corrine’s arms, Sally and I got playful and soon after Craigs problem vanished. He started tongue kissing Sally and I put his wife on her hands and knees and fucked her doggy style, he wanted to fuck her so I pulled out my glistening organ and pushed it straight into my wife’s mouth. After a while we were back in our original positions in the bed, Corrine on her back under me. I wanted to bump it up a notch. I lifted Corrine’s slender thighs and tongued her tight little asshole making her shriek. Then I started to tongue kiss her pussy driving her insane with hot, wet lust. I got atop my date and pushed my cock firmly between her porcelain buttocks. We kissed and sucked as she screamed, and I pushed. I thought this would be great, she didn’t seem to mind, and she was still screaming when the head of my prick pushed its way into her sphincter. She stopped screaming and her eyes flew wide open. “No” She said silently, I was changing, there was a time that I would not care and would have done it to her anyway, like it or not. I didn’t feel that way now, I guess Sally was turning me into a gentler soul. “Oh, sorry.” I said and pulled out. from hen on it was pussy fucking and kissing. My throat throbbed and burned, fuck Craig must have dropped a load or at lest some pre cum into her. Luckily, I was bi, and it was not a bother for me. I kept at my date until she was nearly comatose, and we all took a break to cool off with a soda and catch our breath. It’s a rule I have that when I’m in a situation like this I don’t pay a lot of mind to my wife, if she’s in destress she will call to me, otherwise I have my hands full. It was clear though that Sally was not having nearly as good a time as our hostess was. After a short break, Craig pulled me and said, “I’m going to lay your wife on the bed, just suck the tit closest to you.” With that, we lay my wife on her back and Craig took one tit, I took the other and Corrine settled between her spread legs. In a heartbeat, the slim redhead leaned forward and began to work Sally’s clit with her pointy tongue. It was now my wife’s turn to scream and did she ever scream. It was her first time with another woman and the intensity must have been mind blowing. It ended early in the morning after much exploring and pleasure. To me, having my orgasm deep in my lovers body is just natural. Craig, it seemed, had other ideas. In those days it was impossible to miss when I’d cum. It sounded like a werewolf was running amok in your house. She laughed as my seed spilled into her; most women do. I chanced to look over and see Craigs face, he was angry and pulled my wife’s lower body up on his thighs and started humping. He finished soon after, but it was a drag. He didn’t take pleasure from Sally’s body he dropped a load in her tit for tat. Obviously, this was another guy that didn’t understand the first thing about what he was doing. It was then I understood that this was all her, she wanted to swing not him. We took our leave soon after, I was spent and exhausted as I got behind the wheel of my car and drove us home

                                                                                      Chapter7

The next day, I took Sally to this all-in-one entertainment center. I took her to the Italian bistro where we had pizza, then I took her to a chick flick at the theater in the same mall followed by some cool night life at the disco after which I took her for desert at the small pastry shoppe before I took her to my place where we made slow, soft love until the sun came up. When we woke up, we made love again, each time being careful to withdraw before busting my nut. “How come a sexually active girl of your age is not on the pill?” I asked really not liking the pull-out method. “I gave up on men just before we met and trust me this was a surprise.” She replied, it was a story I’d heard before, more times than I cared to remember. “No problem, just get back on so we don’t have an accident. She agreed and it was time for me to get ready, work was the next day.

My life had changed, that much was plain but the extent and the speed at which those changes were to occur was yet to sink in. I’d been at work for hours when I got a phone call. It was Sally, she wanted to invite me to lunch. She still lived with her parents and grown siblings; I really did not want to intrude. She assured me that it was fine and that I was welcome. Then I tried that since she lived so far from me, if I went for dinner, I’d get no sleep. She had that covered too, she said that I could sleep in her room. I really felt awkward, I’d never met these people and they invited me to sleep over, in their daughters room no less. I asked about that, but she assured me that it was fine, so I accepted. I stayed over that night, and she never let me leave. By the end of the week, I was moved into her house. It was serious enough so that I was thinking of the possibility of marriage but when she told me she wanted my child it gave me pause. I was thirty but hadn’t planned on getting married until I was 35. Sally was already pushing 29, being of Mediterranean descent, I knew that marriage took at least a year, followed by a couple of years of freedom as a couple. That meant the soonest she would get in the family way would be 33, any later for a first pregnancy could be risky. I had a hard decision to make, I either had to sacrifice the next 5 years of my life to marry her or I had to break up with her and leave. It wasn’t fair to keep her hanging at that age, if she was 25 that would be different, she could wait. My mind was more on that than my job at work. I asked the opinion of several trusted colleagues, and they thought I was the most honorable man they knew; they couldn’t offer me much in the way of help but just talking about it helped.

That night I told Sally that I was going to my place, that I needed to think. She understood and reluctantly relented. I really liked my independence, but a question rose in my mind, how many pussies do I need to eat? This question popped in and out of my mind every so often over the last year or so. The truth is that I liked Sally, she was petite, sexy, saucy, straight to the point, neat and clean. I wasn’t sure I could be faithful to one woman, but she was a whore, easily as slutty as I was. That was also very appealing to me, so I decided that I would let her lead, at least at first, and we could start from there. If I didn’t like where it was going I could always steer the relationship in a direction where we would both be happy. The fact that she was not a brain-dead person of no means and brought real value to the table. Over several pots of coffee, I made my decision, I knew that nothing was guaranteed but if I turned away this woman, I’d likely end up with some broke assed idiot or alone. I would go for it. No sooner that I decided than my phone rang, for the first time I was actually fearful to answer, It could easily be some other girl I’d been playing with. I didn’t want to cheat on her. Wow, I thought, she got under my skin deeper than I thought. I picked up, it was her, “Hi cookie, I know you need to think. But I just wanted to hear your voice.” I replied, “No problem honey, can I come tomorrow, I did all my thinking.” Her voice was fearful. “No, I want to see you now, can I come over?” “Absolutely” I replied relieved. I knew that she was afraid that I’d want to break up, so many guys have let her go. She was ringing my doorbell so soon, I thought she took a rocket. I hugged her and kissed her warmly, made coffee and sat across from her. “This is not the right way to do this but I really can’t put our lives on hold while I get into a more traditional position. Sally was white as a sheet of paper. ‘You said you wanted a kid, you’re already up in age for a long engagement and I made it clear that I must be married to a woman before I father her young ones.” She wasn’t crying but the tears were just behind her eyes. “Don’t cry, this just means that I have to move up my plans to include you. I should have a ring for this but the timing sucks. Will you marry me? All I want.” Is as far as I got when she jumped on my lap and squeezed me hard enough to break my back. “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you” She said her tears flowing hotly on my neck. “OK but after we get married I want 2 years with you before we settle down with a child.” She agreed and told me to give up my apartment and move in with her and her family. I was impressed with her thought process after all, I lived in the biggest flesh pot in the city. The next several months flew by. As they are wont to do in these situations, the small cracks and the full, often not pretty, sight of how you are about to spend the rest of your life come into full view.

When Sally and I became a thing, she asked if I would continue seeing other women. I said that I was going to follow her lead in this matter. No more Teri? Sally asked hopefully, “No more Teri.” I replied smiling. “This is a 2 way street, were open or were closed as far as our relationship goes. If you want to screw around, go ahead but do not stop me.” She looked shocked at my honesty, “No, I want just you and me.” She said finalising that she wanted a closed marriage. That would have been fine if the phone didn’t ring off the hook with all the guys she used to screw around with. One day after work, I came home early to find her with this guy. Now, in all fairness they were dressed and not up to anything and her mother was there and apparently had been all day. But damn that wasn’t the point! How would she feel if she caught me alone with another woman? Someone that I had slept with frequently as obviously the chemistry between those two betrayed that fact. “I don’t blame you pal but get out and never let me find you alone with her again.” He was going to give me attitude and I was going to split his skull open, and Sally knew it. “Get out Danny.” She said sternly and he did. I sat across from my soon to be ex fiancé took off my ring and tossed it across the table to her. “You 2 faced bitch! I lost contact with every girl I knew and slammed the door on all others because that’s what you said you wanted, not me, you! She was crying, apologising and assuring me nothing had happened. I corrected her, something indeed happened, she killed my trust. I’m sorry! She bellowed. She just didn’t get it; I didn’t care if she slept with the guy. She went behind my back! The relationship we had to this point is over and done. She went into hysterics, obviously she had little experience dealing with real adult situations. “Isn’t there something? Anything? It just can’t die like this.  I thought a minute, I was as mad as Hell at her, but I saw her point. “As you said you wanted it is over, you can’t respect your own rules. This has been building a while, all these guys calling you and you never shut them down, you never start or end the call with ‘Oh, I’m engaged and were exclusive.’ I always do but you like to keep them on a hook, so you keep hanging on. And this guy I just showed the door, this is just the start. It’s only going to get worse and more inappropriate and trust me the angry fights will go on day or night. If we can’t fix it, we have to go our separate ways or it would be Hell.”

“So, what do you have in mind.” She asked more composed now that we were looking for a solution.

“A simple analysis would render this situation wide open. Look Sally, you, like me are a whore. You sleep around as naturally as you breathe.

 Let’s decide on rules and boundaries and open our relationship. We can sleep with anyone we want anytime together or as singles with no blowback from each other.

“You want to do that with me?” she asked in a small voice.

“It’s that or nothing. This way you get it all and not only can you visit guy friends, but you can also freely go to bed with them without judgement. Now how about a few simple rules to keep things clear moving forward.” “Such as? She asked interested.

For starters, I am a pro choice person, but my choice is always that the baby live therefor.

    you can take it as law that any baby coming from your belly is automatically our child regardless of who donated their sperm to your egg. I will adopt the baby at birth as I would if I could ascertain that the child was the product of a union between you and I.

    STD’s happen, you hate when guys use rubbers and enjoy the splash in your belly. I hate condoms, refuse to use them and love putting my slash deep inside every girl I fuck.

Trust me, STD’s happen. If an STD goes through us, no blame, no drama. We take our anti-Bs and recover until we can go back to it.

Last, we don’t play at home, we keep it outside until we know the ropes, then we can make more informed decisions at that time.

Sally was not only listening close, but she was also actively digesting the meaning I was trying to convey. I was silent while Sally processed the information I had presented. Sally’s eyes betrayed her disbelief. “Does this mean if I have a questionable or worse a no question about it I’m pregnant and you are in no way bio doner that you will father the child like its ours?”

“It is ours; you are my wife; your babies are my babies.”

“I agree with this, all of it.” My fiancé agreed and the greatest part of my life was about to begin. I hugged her and kissed her. “Are you sure?” She tried. “Babe, you’re going to look great with strange cock in your mouth, lots of strange cock.” Her eyes got wide. “Make like an onion honey, peel. I’m going to get a camera; you are going to need some glams and nudes to get the word out. She said something under her breath, and I looked at her, she got quiet and started to undress we went all over the place taking photos of her to put what she had on display.

See album A1 that goes with this story

                                                                                         Chapter 6

This couldn’t have worked out better, I was getting the coming Saturday off and only had to work Sunday night and I was single again. Teri called me Monday and asked if I wanted to come over as she was leaving the next day. I did not feel like driving across two cities to see her and told her I had chores so I could not. This brought on the “are you mad? I’ll stay if you want me to.” I assured her that I was anything but mad and asked why on earth would she give up a vacation in Florida. She said she’d do it for me. Sure, and she’d hold it over my head forever. I told her that I was a big boy and could get by while she was away. I tried to end the call, but she was clearly insecure. It figures, her need for screwing around is what ruined the relationship but now she doesn’t want to let it go. I guess she found out that real love is not easy. Finally, I asked rather more harshly than I intended, “don’t you have packing to do?” She sighed; I just want to make sure that you don’t mind. I assured her that I didn’t and had my own work to do. Eventually after many clingy see you later the pain in my ass finally hung up. The next day I ran into a colleague of mine and we got to talking about women, pick up lines etc. and I asked him if he would like to join me on Saturday for a walk on the wild side. He was a good kid and I wanted to impart some of what I knew to him. He agreed enthusiastically and it was settled, the goofy smile on his face betrayed his eagerness to poke some strange gal. That was not to be, as these things go he showed up at the last minute and backed out, fuckers remorse, fear of success? Who knows, now I had the first Saturday off, no plan and no time to make another. I shrugged it off, finished my shift and went home. It was great, Teri was gone, and my phone stopped ringing off the hook. I actually got to relax and read a book before falling asleep for the night. I was up bright and early, so I went down to the news stand to buy a Saturday paper. I was truly enjoying being alone, so I put up some coffee and opened the paper to the entertainment section. I was hoping to score a movie but nothing appealed to me so I turned to the personals section where I skimmed past escort agencies that promised the world a few private encounters most from men to men, then I came across a vaguely interesting post. There was a one parent family association dance to be held in a church basement that was very close to where Teri lived and not far from where Jill and I had our breakup. I wasn’t looking to latch onto anyone else’s leftovers, but it was better than nothing if nothing else materialized. I looked all over and there was nothing, a jazz festival a few small things that didn’t interest me so during my coffee I assessed my situation. Spending that night at home was not going to happen, my alternative was going out in the street to find some bitch, I was not in the mood so it would be the Church dance used pussy is better than no pussy, next time I’d make alternate plans to any arrangement. I had the afternoon to prepare, and I went to the gym for a full workout, whirlpool emersion, shower, pool, sauna shower, an early dinner of chopped liver and coffee and I was going home to get ready. I laid out a nice pair of tan gaberdine pants and my salmon pink Leo Chevalier shirt classically casual. An hour later, I made my way to the Church.

I entered, paid admission and walked around. The light was dim flickering red bowl candles flickered on all the tables casting a warm glow on the occupants. As a new face, with my athletic physique raked backed hair and breezy disposition made me a pretty hot item for women that have not had a decent lay in their lives. The women were much as I expected, paunchy housewives, broken women and 400lb behemoths. It was still early so I want to the bar and ordered a ginger ail. From there I crossed the dimly lit basement to a slightly better lit section of the basement. I saw a blonde woman that piqued my interest, and I asked her to dance, She joined me wordlessly, danced with me wordlessly and left me wordlessly. I learned long ago to leave people like that alone and made my way to an empty table. About an hour later a group of three women and two men sat at the table across from me. A fast song came on and the three girls from that group got on the dance floor. One girl was teetering on 400lbs and clearly not my type, the second gal was much too old for me but the third, she caught my eye. She wore a black lace blouse with a black bra and a red miniskirt, she had long raven black hair in a poodle and an ass that just wouldn’t quit. Clearly she was a size one and did she move. I followed her with my eyes until a soft tune began to play, and she returned to her seat. The two men joined the two gals still on the dance floor and I presumed they were two couples which meant that the cute brunette was not only alone at the table, but she was also available. I got off my seat and approached the pretty woman, she had a lonely look in her eye so I tried. “Would you like to dance?” I asked casually, she looked up at me at first not certain but finally said sure with a smile. We got on the dance floor embraced and never parted again. We danced into the wee hours until the dance was over. She gave me no hint that she wanted to take this further, and I decided to take my leave rather than hang around desperately. I said good night and started to make my way to the exit. Suddenly she called me back and kissed me on the mouth. I offered to take her to a motel, but she said no, it was very late. We ended up in my car where I lay my front passenger seat all the way down and pulled her panties off. Her box was really hairy and smelled strongly of pussy, well used pussy. I was out of my depth doing this in a car, it felt clumsy and restricted but eventually I penetrated her smelly bush and was deeply into her warm wetness. We kissed and fucked as hard as we could in that situation until I was about to cum. I yanked it out and splashed all over her pubes. “Wow, I really respect you for that, you’re a good man.” She said laughing and smiling, we disengaged and rearranged our clothes. “What’s your name?” I asked realizing that I cared to ask. “I’m Sally and I already know who you are.” “I see, who am I?” I asked not remembering telling her my name. “She grabbed me by the shirt and kissed me hard, “you’re mine.” She replied seriously. We exchanged phone numbers, and I explained my crazy work schedule. We made up to meet the following Thursday when we would spend the night in a motel. Needless to say, that Sally called me every day after work, she was as anxious to meet again as I was. Could this be it for me, was this love?

For the first time in ages, I was not interested in having sex with anyone else, honestly, I couldn’t carry on a long conversation anymore with other women, I wanted Sally and that was that. Thursday couldn’t come fast enough and eventually it did. She lived farther north in the city than I expected but she was worth it. When I got there she was waiting. She wore her hair back in a pony tail, she wore a great big smile and a full-length fur coat. I had taken the time to get a few things that I knew she would like. She got into my car and asked playfully, “what’s all that junk.” She motioned to the satchel in my back seat. “You wait and see little lady.” I replied as I got us to a motel that we both knew way too well. I took a room for the night and brought my date and my satchel into it closing and locking the door. I began to root through the bag taking out high energy snacks and soda pop, fucking the way I did would leave us both hungry and dehydrated. Then, I pulled out an aerosol can of whipped cream. She smiled wittily and I reached out for her. The petite brunette weighed nothing, and I began to undress her. When she was naked I spray some of the whipped cream on her nipples topped them with cherries and sucked them off making her squeal with delight, then I pulled back and noticed her belly. It was convex and she looked to be about 4 months pregnant. “Have you got a bun in the oven?” I asked a big red flag popping up. She said no, she just had a natural bulge in her belly. I asked if she was on the pill and she was honest, she said no. I told her flat, “before I have kids with a woman we have to be married.” Her expression at that moment was hard to read so I lay her on the bed and spray whipped cream on her pubic bush and placed a cherry on her clit. I licked her fuzzy bush clean making her moan before sucking off the cherry making her screech with delight. I got her doggy style and fucked her from behind. Just before shooting my load, I pulled out and sprayed her little ass with cum. We fucked like that for another ten hours and decided we were really hungry, not for snacks but real food. At four in the morning, that was going to be a challenge. Eventually, we came upon a Dunkin Donuts, and I ordered two croissant sandwiches each, coffee and soda. I brought donuts and cookies back to our room where we got busy and fucked for another five hours. She kept saying “finally a man that can keep up with me.” At checkout time as we left the room our neighbours, it seemed, did not sleep well, I guessed we kept them up I mentioned to Sally, and we shared a laugh. I took her to Harvey’s for breakfast, we ordered like kings and finished every bite. I then drove her home and she promised to drive down to my place later on. We kissed and she went inside. I drove home and peeled out of my clothes, they peeled off like a scab and I put up a coffee while taking a much-needed shower. I decided to have my cuppa and take a nap, that was no small exertion and we more than likely were going to get into it again tonight. I lay on my sofa, my favorite place to sleep, and just started to drift off when the phone rang. Cussing the dreadful ringing, I picked up “hullo?” I said not yet awake. “Hi there, its me.” Teri said happily. “Its so nice here, how are things with you?” In spite of myself, I had to smile, if you are going to live like me, you needed to expect things to get complicated. I wasn’t ready to tell her about Sally yet, I didn’t want to ruin her holiday, so I told her that I had work and was sleeping. She hesitantly agreed to let me go and I told her I would see her the following Friday and not to call back until then. She asked if I was Ok, and I said I was just warn out which was true. She hung up and I went to sleep for a few hours.

           A few hours later Sally showed up laughing. I swear if se wasn’t so hot she’d be calling me to post bail for her. She was in such a rush to meet me that she forgot to wear her seat belt, sped all the way down and burned two red lights before she was stopped by the cops. If I was driving in this way, I’d have been dragged to the police station at the very least. Her, she smiles, bats her eyes and the cop just tells her to be more careful. No sooner did she tell me this than I pulled her mini skirt up and bury my tongue up her well used pussy.

                                                                                     Prologue

Hi to all of my faithful readers, this message is especially for you. As I embark on this, the last segment of my story I want to say that it will be the longest, most true to memory and better still. I have real pictures of my wife, playing hide the salami with a lot of real men that we had never met and taking cream pies from them. Whenever possible, my stories will be accompanied by photo’s of the actual event. Bear in mind that for every guy or guy’s that were cool being photographed 50 or 60 guys refused for reasons of their own. Over the years my wife has been cum in by a minimum of 2000 men pictures notwithstanding.

I did not document my other exploits as the technology did not exist back then to do more than take polaroids which made for crappy pictures at an insane price. In any case, since I’m not in touch with anyone from back then, getting permission to post their photo’s would be nearly impossible even if I had them. That said, almost all men, regardless of civil status, color or age had sexual rights to my women and for me, it was the best way to live.

PS: I am posting my pictures for possibly a limited time as one never knows when for one reason or another I may have to take them down. That said, if you want to take any or even all of the pictures do not waste time. Don’t save them to your favorites, take them and put them on your own hard drive that way you can keep them. This is basically a memoir so its mostly true. I hope you enjoy jerking off to my wife, yes we’re still married and by all means leave filthy comments for her.

Happy masturbating

                                                                                     Prologue

Hi to all of my faithful readers, this message is especially for you. As I embark on this, the last segment of my story I want to say that it will be the longest, most true to memory and better still. I have real pictures of my wife, playing hide the salami with a lot of real men that we had never met and taking cream pies from them. Whenever possible, my stories will be accompanied by photo’s of the actual event. Bear in mind that for every guy or guy’s that were cool being photographed 50 or 60 guys refused for reasons of their own. Over the years my wife has been cum in by a minimum of 2000 men pictures notwithstanding.

I did not document my other exploits as the technology did not exist back then to do more than take polaroids which made for crappy pictures at an insane price. In any case, since I’m not in touch with anyone from back then, getting permission to post their photo’s would be nearly impossible even if I had them. That said, almost all men, regardless of civil status, color or age had sexual rights to my women and for me, it was the best way to live.

PS: I am posting my pictures for possibly a limited time as one never knows when for one reason or another I may have to take them down. That said, if you want to take any or even all of the pictures do not waste time. Don’t save them to your favorites, take them and put them on your own hard drive that way you can keep them. This is basically a memoir so its mostly true. I hope you enjoy jerking off to my wife, yes we’re still married and by all means leave filthy comments for her.

Happy masturbating 

                                 Book 3, my final wife.

Chapter 1

My new status as single man had stared and was just now sinking in. When I got home, I checked for messages and found none. It was sitting at the table in the carafe by my right hand. Once again I was a bundle of nervous energy, so I downed my black coffee and decided to go out for long walk, who knew, it might be fun. There was an area that was all small streets, lower end, grungy houses and sub-standard services lent the cramped burb a depressed and dirty feel. I felt right at home. Soon the town came alive; street vendors openly sold a large selection of spring-operated knives, highly illegal, cheap and effective. All kinds, all sizes, all finishes. A guy two tables over was openly selling hand guns. Mostly he carried small calibre Deringers, a few bigger guns but no bullets. There was drugs of all kinds and the girls started going up to their work areas. I liked this place. The energy, the charm even its stink, I loved it all but you had to be aware of your situation at all times or you could get really hurt. I always avoided dead ends; alleys that afforded cover their actions while hiding you from sight. Things seemed reasonably safe so I made my way into the small town as far as I Intended to go. I saw a bright red figure some distance away and made my way towards it. As I got closer to her, I could make out shoulder length brown hair. Eventually, I was close enough to her to talk to her. She was a healthy looking girl but her voice was off, I didn’t make the connection but then she said, I’m a boy, not a girl. I stopped in my tracks. It felt like an hour had passed but it was more like seconds as every emotion and thought poured through my mind. The first emotion was revulsion, followed by an automatic refusal, then I asked myself why? Why did this person trigger such negative emotions, I realized that it was decades of societal negative press, and I was never one to be a good boy and did what I was told. I stopped in my tracks and invited her (him) for a drink. She (he) happily accepted my offer. The person before me looked every bit a woman, surely, not a stunner but decent looking. We went to a nearby terrasse and I let her order what she wanted that bought my confused mind a bit of time to sort out what I was doing. I was straight, right? She talked a bit but seemingly understood my need for quiet and settled into her drink, like another guy would understand what I was thinking of. As we sat, I decided to go for it. I mean I had been second guessing myself for years. The worse that would happen was that I’d leave no worse for wear and that little voice in my head telling me that I liked men could finally shut up. Either that or I have one more issue to resolve.  Want to go? I asked gesturing to a nearby hotel. No, I don’t like those places, you want to go to my place she offered. I took her up on it, she lived just off the downtown core but even a little meant a lot in this town, and I didn’t have to pay a parking meter. No sooner that we were inside than “she” ran into my arms. I like affection like anybody else but the idea of kissing another guy on the lips was just too much for me. He got the message and backed off letting his dress fall to the floor, there were no tits, he dropped his panties and there before me was the first seven inches I’d ever seen in this situation. The compulsion was so strong that I was half way down before I realized what I was doing. I was going to suck this guys cock right there. I did and before long we were both naked in bed in a 69 situation. He tried to stick it in my ass but it wouldn’t stay hard. He offered me his ass but I was not ready for that so he gave me a blowjob. Now, I’ve had some great blowjobs from some very skilled women, but nothing matched the intensity of that climax. I left his place confused smelling like I had been with another man but somehow vindicated, I had no answers regarding my sexuality, but I felt great. Not more attracted to men and still wanting pussy but as if I had done something correctly for once. I went home and went to bed. The next day, I ran a few errands and went to work. Night shift was always the same, it was crazy busy during shift changes with at least six thousand people punching out to go home and as many punching in for their evening shifts. By eight PM things had died down enough so hat I could leave central in the hands of my number two and go round back to please as many ladies as needed pleasing. I wasn’t surprised that Donna didn’t show up but Dar. Dar always showed up for her hand job. I shrugged my shoulders and looked over the memo’s from the previous shift. Before too long though, there was a light knock at my door and I answered, it was Pam. Pam was a pretty woman, married, three kids and about four hundred pounds. I liked her bubbly character and the mischievous bounce in her big brown eyes. She just wanted to talk, as I said, I liked her, so it was no great hardship. When an intelligent, witty and sweet woman like her gets fat like this it’s a telltale sign of depression. It was never so obvious than when I’d listen to her. Such hopes for the future, so many frustrated dreams and several hint about how I was somehow the cure for her poor choices. I did what I do best in these circumstances, I play stupid and blind. Finally, her break was over I let her hug me before she left. I wouldn’t see her again for two years. Shortly after Pam left, there was another knock at my door. It was Joyce, a project manager from another compound. Joyce was a pretty girl with long black hair that was always pinned up in a pony tail. Her body was round, just that side of comfortable but not my normal fare. I heard that this was the place to come if a girl wants her itch scratched, I had really matured in my old age. I was about to say something about it depends where the itch was. I could be mean to fat girls. But I didn’t instead I said, I aim to please and she let herself in. It amazed me how some people look exactly the same naked as they do when dressed. At about twenty-five Joyce was just such a person. She peeled out of her jeans and granny panties as she moved I could see the deep, dark crack in her big, white, unblemished ass. The young woman did not take off or even open her shirt. Eat me out and fuck me, you can cum in me if you want. How are you for birth control? I asked not wanting to father a kid with her. She turned around and there was a fabric pad stuck to the side of her waste. Here you go, no kids for me. She answered and I made my way to her moist pussy, she was shaved and smelled delightful as my tongue darted in and out of her slimy orifice, indeed she was itchy. I lay her on the coats and rammed my cock roughly up her womanhood making her groan. I could feel her insides becoming resistant and checked my watch it was ten forty so I would cum in this little tramp. As her cervix tightened, I rammed it into her warm wetness harder and harder until my organ broke through into her uterus making her squeal with pleasure or pain, I was beyond caring. I slammed it into her over and over and she started to swear at me and call me names both good and bad. I slammed my pelvis into hers repeatedly causing her to gasp and call me a horny bastard as her body tightened to the max. Fuck you! She cried out and collapsed on top is my makeshift bed. She went breathless and was completely slack inside. This, I realized, whatever this was, it was over. She was in no shape to go any farther. I smiled, Joyce was not the first woman that had overestimated her sexual prowess and left ma hanging. How did you do that? You were the best I ever had. She said and I was sure I knew where she was going. Would you be interested in a long-term relationship? You are my kind of man. Again, I smiled, Its not that I don’t like you but I just got out of a marriage and am not looking for another, not just now. Oh, too bad, she said wiping her personals with a tissue before putting her pants up and leaving. As she walked out of the office, he turned to me and said, if you change your mind, come and see me. Thanks’ I replied and closed the door. I decided to head back to the main station where I ran into Sylvie, she had been giving me come hither looks ever since the last time I spoke to her. She was as dumb as she was pretty and that is saying a lot. I knew for a fact that the first guy that played hide the salami with her was going to find himself buying diapers in no time. It wasn’t for me, I didn’t want to have a kid out of marriage and I would never marry Sylvie. She told me about this great looking boy she met. This was the first of several times on her part that she tried to make me jealous. It didn’t work, I congratulated her on her new relationship and wished her well. The sun was just coming up when my relief arrived. By the time I got home, the frustrated load that didn’t find its way into Joyce’ uterus wanted to exit. I knew better than to try to ignore it, I’d end up fidgeting my day away and I had to be back at work early this evening. I went to Mary’s, but she couldn’t spend time as she was on her way to work. It was my day as five minutes from Mary’s house, I spotted a tall, stacked red head.        

Chapter 2

Hi, I said hopefully to the tallish girl, hi, she returned smiling. Going to work? I asked hoping I was wrong. I am at work are you looking to party? She said turning slightly, looking for cops I assumed. You bet, have you a place nearby? I asked and she smiled, yes she said and started talking money. I was too smart to go for that on the street, at quarter past seven in the morning she either needed cash desperately or she was a cop. I have a test I use that never failed to work for me. I gave her a business card that I picked up at a photographers studio and she gave it a disinterested once over. I’m looking for a red head to take nude photographs for my portfolio, I’ll pay double your rate, it will be the safest and easiest work you get all week. She immediately was taken aback, no, she said, and I asked if she was sure. She turned away from me, OK, I said and started to walk away. If she was a cop, she couldn’t arrest for offering her modeling work and she sure as hell wouldn’t go anywhere alone with me. If she was just a nervous whore, she couldn’t leave double rate go just like that. I got three steps, and she called me back. I live up the street on the corner follow me, she said clearly dubious of the deal she just struck. When we got to her place, a dingy flophouse for transients held a small bureau, a singe, unmade, bed and shitloads of magazine pictures of naked girls covered the walls floor to ceiling. I like girls sometimes, she said offhand. What do you want? I asked inquiring as to her rate. I charge twenty for a blowjob or forty for a fuck and suck. Where is your camera, she asked quizzically. I pulled out a wad of cash and peeled four twenties. Strip, I said tossing the cash on the table. But you said, she started to say. I know what I said, I was testing if you were a cop. She looked at me puzzled.Most guys just ask, she said. Sure, and they have a fifty /fifty chance of getting busted, you should know that cops lie like dogs, now strip. She had no idea, this assured me that she hadn’t been at this long. The young whore shrugged her shoulders and opened her jeans.

Her body was at best a soft five, her tits were round and large, the nipples pink and nice despite their subtle droop. Her midriff was so/so but soft looking her hip to waste ratio was slim to none. Her ass was big, even for a tall girl on the other hand her skin was so white that it glowed almost pink, and her pubic triangle was bright carrot red, at first I thought it was clean shaven. I Grabbed her and tried to turn her around, she resisted so I stopped, she was scared of being raped anally. I was too far gone to care so while the cum in my body curdled and boiled looking for release. I pushed her to the bed and got on top of her. She was clearly afraid but let me get her into the missionary position. I jammed my hips forward making the young redhead beneath me gasp raggedly as my throbbing cock pierced her young body.  I don’t think I lasted ten strokes into the gasping girl before my urethra felt as if it was filling with boiling lead and I screamed as my orgasm tore out of me and flew into her uterus. I humped every last drop in her open body and got off of her. She tried to get up too but gasped hard and her hand flew to cover her lower belly.  Oww, she groused bending over and staring at me wide eyed. Did you give me something, she demanded, this burns! She demanded in obvious discomfort. No, I didn’t give you anything, I replied, its just my body chemistry, some girls are just sensitive, you’re fine. I said and she was mollified. I got dressed and went home, I needed to go home and get some sleep.

The next night when I got to work, I found an unaddressed internal mail envelope in my mail slot. I opened the sturdy blue sachet and upended it. A gold chain fell out in my hand. It was in fact two lengths of gold attached to the name Beatrice; it was an ankle bracelet. It was obviously a lost Item, an ankle bracelet but I knew no one in the plant named Beatrice. Assuming it was a visitor or auxiliary staff member that lost it, I put it on file. A cursory look at the item told me it was 18k gold so I put it in my file and sent a memo to central, something this pricy, I was sure someone would come looking and I forgot about it as there was a light knock at my door. It was Dar she had come with news and to guzzle my cum as usual. I just got my last panel back and I can go on the pill next month. Get ready because I’m going to fuck you till your balls come out through your dick. She said as she settled down on the chair cushion and reached for my belt. She gasped and her back stiffened as I slid my hand down the seat of her pants. My hand cupped over her small bare rump, and I began to squeeze, my fingers intermittently trespassing into her little crack, the flesh there always feels so good and smooth. She was moaning and her body involuntarily began to gyrate and hump up and down on the clutching fingers in her pants. I felt the first flow of pussy juice make her dry puss get wet and I shifted my grasp grasping at her pubic triangle and massaged her stiff clitoris with my index finger. She began to hump my forearm not the usual up and down but forward and back a sweat breaking out on her face, high blush on her cheeks, eyes tightly clenched and tearing. This woman was having a great time, and I was getting turned on like crazy. I pulled my hand back making my partner quip. In one quick motion, I rammed two fingers up her wet, tight hole, was I the only one? Dar grunted hard and shivered from ass to shoulders. Her head slumped and she exhaled deeply, I love you, she moaned. Sidestepping that remark I withdrew my hand, now glistening with pussy juice, I then stepped in front of her she was almost breathing normally and took my lead, she smiled and in seconds, she had my hard, runny dick in her mouth. No other gal I ever had ever gave as good a blowjob as Dar. She looked at the throbbing head and smiled, then she lightly lapped the pre cum lubrication off the tip making my balls contract and my cock jump, then she kissed the right side of my pole at its base and kissed it all the way up, kissed the head with her tongue and kiss me down the left side. I was about to lose my mind with the boiling need for release when she licked the belly of my cock and swallowed the head. She began t slowly, fuck that, I kept it in her mouth and started to jerk off hard. She looked up at me, her eyes happy and I cut loose! To increase the orgasm, I dreamed that she was someone else and the lava began to erupt out of my balls and into her mouth. She began to swallow at the first splash in her throat. I kept cumming in her mouth so often and so heavily that she began to choke and had to spit me out as she couldn’t breathe. I jerked it until I finished, my last splash hitting the back of her head up top. She laughed, I laughed, and she told me, you got two weeks buster so get ready. With that, she left for the night. Promises, promises I said as she left to go back to work.

                                          Chapter3

That morning when I got home, I was worn out and went to bed. It was the last shift of my week and so I used my spare time taking care of my needs so I could be free for my entire leave and went to work. This was how the remainder of my next six weeks went until I got a letter in the mail from Teri, she wanted to come back. I got weak in the knees, I knew there was no future to be had with her but she was a decent fuck so I decided to put her in rotation with my other whores until I met someone worthwhile. I called her, she wasn’t there so I left a message for her and invited her to come over to my place to “talk”.

I was sitting at my table reading the paper and sipping coffee when the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch and smiled, ninety minutes, the same length of time that it would take Teri to take the bus to my place. I buzzed her in without checking and she came in. She looked very different, she’d gained some weight, not overly so but enough so that she looked healthy. I’d been suggesting that she put on some meat, she looked sallow before. She also knew that I had a real thing for redheads, and she had died her hair red for me. I invited her in and she kissed me at the door, “I’m sorry” she began. It was too late for that, so I shushed her gently and brought her inside. I wanted to see the changes in her, so I stripped her naked. She didn’t stop me, in fact, she helped. Her body was much as I remembered, small tits, narrow body, child bearing hips and shapely legs. She was just a bit fuller and healthier looking with a slight bulge above her shaved pussy. That always drove me nuts, in those days I was about making women pregnant. The creation of life turned me on to no end and she was presenting fertility. I was naked in no time and we gripped each other, lips locking tightly tongue pressing on tongue, he nipples rasping my bare chest, my lower body seeking her warm, inviting pussy, her crotch thrusting forward to meet mine. A little resistance, a sligt pop and I was in. She was much wetter than I ever remember her being but we were so into each other that neither cared a fig about anything but extasy. Sooner than I cared for it to happen, I blew my wad, both powerful and voluminous deep in her uterus as she held me tight, her teeth clenched shut and her body growing stiffer by the second, In spite of my being pleased I kept humping her until she screamed, trembled head to toe and slumped into my arms. We were in such a rush we fucked standing up in my upstairs doorway. Luckly, we never got to bed, as I pulled away from Teri, blood was running out of her pussy, I broke two girls cherries and even that did not shed that much blood. It was all over the floor, it was on my thighs and at first, I thought I really harmed her. Then the pain hit me, my cock felt like it had been cut with a knife. To my horror, the blood was running out of my cock. I had not hurt Teri, I had hurt me, that must have been the pop I felt when I entered her. I wrapped my cock head in clean, white paper towels and sat down. Teri was worried but could do nothing about it, we were just too rough.

Teri asked if I’d be OK or if she should take me to hospital. The pain was really starting to amp up, but I could handle it. I assured her that I’d be fine said I wanted her to go so I cold take care of it. I communicated to her that although this was not life threatening I would be out of action for at least two weeks and would see her again around then. She seemed happy with that and took her leave. I took a couple of 222s and changed my blood-soaked bandage. Thankfully as my dick went flaccid so did the bleeding. Continuous blood loss of that magnitude could be a real problem. I rewrapped the still throbbing head after looking it over, the nerve under my cock that attaches it to my skin had torn asunder when I penetrated Teri’s overly tight orifice. That was it for me for at least two weeks as far as sex went actually it was over three weeks. A.I.D.S. was a real thing back then and the surest way I knew to contract it was to get the body fluids of an infected person in an open wound, no matter how small. right then, just the thought of entering someone made me dizzy. I did what I always do in bad situations, I concentrated on the here and now and bought a few good books and would read them all. Dar even invited me to her place, but I explained why I couldn’t but would look forward to when I could. “Serves you right, you should have saved it for me”. She smiled as she left. Kaylee knocked on my door at work. I didn’t know her well but had seen her around the plant. She was a tall, slender, Carmel colored black girl around thirty years old with a b felt like such a looser telling her that I could not couple with her due to my misadventure but offered her deluxe oral sex. What made it deluxe was that I licked the insides of her ass and her pussy. Just offering mad me horny and the trouser twitch hurt so much that I nearly climbed the wall. She declined and I was so relieved that I kissed her. She left and nobody came back so I filled my off time in a book as opposed to being balls deep in some gal or other.

The weeks continued, Teri called me an average of once a day and even showed up for a friendly visit. She brought me my favorite chocolate Danish. It would be another ten days before I’d healed enough to fuck anyone. Once I got better, I was so full of cum that I had to fuck someone, I finished my night shift and went straight to Mary’s place knocking at her door at seven AM. She let me in, and I pulled her robe off, she giggled and ran to the bedroom. I followed her, barging into her room, she squealed shrilly as I parted her slender but soft thighs and buried my face into the thick red patch of pubic hair, I wanted to be sure not to hurt myself again. I swear, redheads taste like cranberries down there. Hard and throbbing I sank my cock deep in her warm, musky tang making her gasp. Several deep thrusts into the twisting woman beneath me and I shot my load deep in her belly. I stuck my finger up her asshole and slammed my organ up her pussy until she climaxed. As I got out of bed Mary started laughing, “If you knock me up you better marry me.” She taunted, “Well keep this up and you’re going to knock up someone. She got out of bed, coffee? She asked and I said yes, breakfast? She continued, I declined food and we sat at her small table chatting until she had to go to work. Mary offered to let me stay and offered me her house keys which I thanked her for but declined as well. We kissed passionately at her front door, and she got on her motorbike and left. I was OK but not great, so I made my way to Nancy’s place, another red head that lived around the corner from Mary. It was quarter to nine when I rang her bell. She buzzed me in and when I got to her door a dishevelled mad was just leaving looking at me quite put upon. Sucks to be you I thought as I entered the small, smut covered room. Nancy, to my surprise was still in her bedclothes. Oh, hi, she said sleepily her bright red hair framing her face. She pulled off her nighty and I guided her to lay on her side I wanted to see if Nancy also tasted like cranberries. As far as I could tell the taste was not in the pussy but behind it between her asshole and her slot. I stuck my face in her fat ass, the stink of shit was so bad that I pulled away instantly. I rolled her on her back and fucked her just because I needed to cum, but I’d never see her again. I was more wired up after fucking Nancy than I was before, so I left her place and went for a walk, I needed the fresh air. I ran into a twenty something petite blond and after some discourse we went to her place. She kept pointing out that she was not using any protection for birth control and asked my not to cum in her. I assured her that I had a vasectomy and was quite safe but that I would pull out and cum on her belly. She seemed to relax and started to undress; her tits were OK but As she pulled off her yoga pants her legs were phenomenal. She wore a black garter, mesh black panties and fishnet stockings. Her ass was perfect, tight, apple shaped and firm, with just the right amount of crack. I had removed my cloths; I’d hoped she wouldn’t detect the funky smell of my personals left behind by the other two women. This girl was clearly inexperienced at this, se took all her cloths off rather than leaving the mesh panties on for me to remove. She wasn’t a prostitute, so this was one of two things revenge sex or her man is a cuckold and has her walking the streets for men to fuck. Either way I was going to give her a good one. She still looked scared as she got into bed with me, looking into my hard eyes with her big soft ones, be careful se said pleadingly. OF course, I assured her lousy bastard that I was, I had every intention of Cuming directly in her belly and no, I had no vasectomy, so I was very fertile. I tried to roll her over to get access to her beautiful ass, but she had none of it. I guess the sweet ones always get abused anally and it ruins it for everyone else. For the record, her ass and pussy smelled like flowers in spite of the warmth of the day. I terminated my endeavors to get to her bottom not wanting to risk blowing it with her altogether. I let her lay flat on her back and kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her lips and she turned her face, ah, her man is a cuckold exposing her to high-risk sex. I didn’t miss a beat, dropping my lips to her neck and kissing it softly, making her moan. She didn’t protest while I gave her a hicky, proof that she had been with another man. I worked my way to her small but firm tits and nipped at them making her squeal and kneaded their flesh to impart finger marks that would show for days. If he was anything like me, that would make him nuts sexually. I ran my tongue down her flat, white belly making her moan and writhe on the bed. I kissed her shaved mound of Venus and she moaned deeply, almost growling. I Lifted her slender but muscular thighs settling her feet on my shoulders and jammed my tongue right up her asshole. She jumped a foot off the bed and yelped. When she landed, she stared at me and I put my face back in her crotch, plunging my tongue deep into her snatch once again making her moan and twist. Suddenly, her thighs started to tremble a short time later, her whole body became stiff as a board. She was going to cum in my mouth. I licked and sucked her clitoris and suddenly I could hear her scream albeit muffled through the flesh of her thighs which we wrapped around my head hard enough to break my neck before collapsing on the bed breathless. I presumed that she was done, most women were after a climax like that. I was getting ready to get up but she held me back, “it’s your turn” She said drawing me close. She wasn’t as I feared an overheated, over wet and soggy mess own there, she was in really good shape. “Be careful” She pleaded as I got into position. “Don’t worry” I replied enterin her pleasantly tight pussy. She groaned and made no resistance when I reached underneath her to cup her pretty buns in my hands, then I began to hump. I’m going to knock her up, I thought as I was fucking her, that turned me on so much that I felt a big ejaculation building and the tempo of my thrusting increased and became more determined. “Please,” she pleaded, please.” I couldn’t hold back anymore so I rammed my right index finger up her little pink asshole to the first knuckle. She cried out and thrust her ass up and away from the discomfort and up, enveloping my organ balls deep as I let go and filled her uterus with cum, a lot of it. “No!” She yelled, I said don’t cum in me. “Relax, I have no diseases and I’m safe, remember, I had a vasectomy. She calmed down, “well, you’re OK, thank goodness you’re safe.” “I sure m I said, now you can bring your man a cream pie. How do you know? She asked shocked. “Well, you didn’t ask for money so you’re not a hooker, you’re sober so you’re no barfly. You’re way too good looking to be a soccer mom”, she smiled, “That left me with three possibilities, you could be a thief or gang member, but I thought that unlikely and I’m here with you” with that I pinched her nose playfully making her giggle. My last two possibilities were revenge sex, or you were a cuckolds wife. You refused to kiss me on the mouth, you are a woman in love revenge sex is so much more carnivorous. “I love him so much” she began, “so much that you will go to bed with a stranger because he wants you to. She began to cry softly; it was getting too deep. Just bring that home to him and he will fuck you all night. “One day some guy won’t be nice like you and I will get pregnant, what then?” “Go on the pill.” I tried,” My boyfriend doesn’t want!” Not wanting to get in any deeper I wished her well and left. I got to my car and drove northwest. She had given me her address and home phone some time back. I got to her place and wrang, she asked who it was and the door was buzzing before I finished talking. She lived on the first floor of a really nice high rise. She was clearly visible in the open doorway. “What brings you here?” She asked trying for coyness but falling way short. You made me an offer and I’m up to it now so its up to you, coffee time or play time? She dropped her sheer night gown and said, come on in. In no time the door was closed and locked, the phone was off the hook, and we started kissing in her living room. As I said earlier Dar had a genetic condition that stopped her physical development when she was around 11 years old. Dar was 25 and highly intelligent, she was quite pretty in her own way. I just could not maneuver a little girl, it felt so unnatural and somehow, wrong. I felt bad for her as this must have been what life was like for her, but I couldn’t penetrate her pussy, it was just too small. I was about to give up when she grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me to the bed. Just a minute you, she said mounting me. I don’t know how but in no time she had stuffed my dick inside her and she was not just wet, she was soaking. Dar was stronger than she looked and hoped up and down on me like my organ was a pogo stick. The next several moments were a plethora of thoughts and emotions running through my mind. I knew it was legal and responsible but on the other side she looked like a 10 year old with onions instead of tits and an ass so small you could be forgiven for wondering if she was toilet trained yet. She began to move a certain way and I shot a respectable load up her snatch. She rolled off happy, smiling from ear to ear. “Thanks’ “she said feeling the hot wetness in her center. “You should clean that up, that stuff goes everywhere.” I said helpfully. “No, I’m keeping this as a souvenir.” She returned sincerely. “Ok, I got work in an hour, you?” “I start at 6”. I replied getting out of bed. “See you later, she said breezily and giving me a wink. I took my leave and made my way to Teri’s place.

When I got there, she had been expecting me, I saw it was three thirty, so I had to time manage this properly. I took her by the elbow and led her to her small parlour. I bent her over the arm of her sofa and lifted her dress. I then pulled her panties down exposing her tight, pretty bottom and with little fanfare shoved my cock up her ass. She fucked like an animal grunting and howling at my every thrust, it took a bit of time because I was so used but eventually a shot a small load into her colon. I then took a short nap, I was getting tired. When I got up, Teri had a coffee waiting and I looked like Hell, I was rumpled and unshaven, my hair, always just so looked like a rats nest, too late to bother with that, I had to go to work. Once there, a colleague said openly, “Man you look fucked, are you OK?” I’m OK but I look fucked because I fucked 5 women today.”  His eyes went wide, “You single guys do anything you want. He shouted out to our supervisor, “Hey Andre, he fucked 5 women today.” Andre looked at me, “You know that tete is A.I.D.S out there?” That’s how I became a legend at work.

                                  Chapter 4

Over the next while Teri, being no fool, confronted me at her kitchen table saying, “I know that I’m not the only one and I know that I’m largely to blame.” Assuming that she was going to give me an ultimatum if not break it off, I let her continue. “I just want one thing from you until you’re ready to take me fully back into your life.” This was getting interesting, so I nodded feigning interest. “I want you to tell me about it every time we make love. I want details, where you put your tongue, what she looked like, did you use a rubber, where you finished, I want everything.” Oh, you want to be a cuckoldress, I said easily, I can do that. I knew her game, she wanted me to feel awkward so I would stop playing the field. This woman was in for a bracing reality check, I never did anything that I was ashamed of so I hoped she was prepared for when I started talking.

Guess what? She said, Teri lexicon for fuck me.   With little fanfare I smiled stood up and took her hand, She was wearing a cute pair of white jeans that flattered her legs and rump as she stood up I pulled her to me and she started kissing me hotly. We were already used to each other and there were no clumsy groping or fumbling. I undid the waste snap on her jeans and pulled down her zipper. Her jeans came down along with her plain satin panties and I hoisted her bare ass on the counter behind her and dropped my pants. Her normally vice tight orifice was really wet and made penetration much more pleasurable. As I began to slide my organ in and out of her slit, I began to tell her about the raven-haired serving girl from the tea shoppe. As I tod her about the thick patch of black curly hair that I kissed and the round ass I licked repeatedly, about doing 69 with her and then finishing deep in her uterus. Going over every little detail made Teri grunt. It was my turn to cum so after I gave her a thick cream pie, I pulled back. I saw that she had to change her pants. The beautiful white of her jeans was from mid ass panel to the crotch panel were discolored gray with pussy juice. When I’m wrong, I can admit it and I was wrong about her, she really go off on it. Admittedly, I thought this would make our fucking more interesting. Since we fucked almost daily, it needed some spicing up. The next day was a Saturday, and everything went as usual. The gal’s that showed up at my office worked standard 40-hour weeks which meant they were off on weekends which gave me time to recharge my batteries. I passed through an office area that I rarely did and came across a pretty young woman, we clearly liked each other but she was way to slender for my taste. In my experience these gal’s went one of two ways, either they were weak whiny Olive Oil types that needed constant care or they were hard as nails, very strong and could easily punch your lights out if the occasion arose, I wasn’t wild about either proclivity. Still, we were interested in each other, and it showed in the was we interacted. I noticed a name plaque on her partition, it read Bea. I asked if that was short for anything, she replied that it was short for Beatrice. I asked if she’d lost anything of value. She did, a gold ankle bracelet, a gift from her brother. I asked for her extension number and asked until what time she would be available. She was there until four, which gave me time. I went through the catalogue of our lost and found, I got the log number and crossed checked it with the inventory. I checked the locker room hoping to find it, Bea’s story had touched me, and I hoped it hadn’t been taken. Sad to say that it was a problem that happened from time to time. Human nature is what it is. I saw the item bag and saw a glint, it was there! I took it out of the locker and signed it out as returned to owner. I went to my office and called Bea asking her to come see me, I had good news. In no time there was a staccato knock on my door. I bid her enter, she came in, her smile was infectious. I showed her the jewelry, her squeal of joy filled my world positively identifying the item as hers. “I’m so happy” she screeched throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips. As she pulled away, I looked deeply in her lively green eyes, before that moment passed me by, I kissed her on the mouth. Instead of pulling back or pushing me away, Bea parted her lips and put her pointy tongue to work exploring my mouth. As I said, human nature is what it is. “Is it safe here?” She panted as my hand was groping under her skirt. Sure this is my office, nobody comes here. With that she attacked me with a vengeance pulling at my shirt open and pulled her T-shirt off, she wore no bra, she didn’t need one. She had no boobs, her nipples were small and pointy but sat directly on the bone, no flesh beneath not even onions. I turned her around and pulled her thong down kissing her flat ass in the process. Bea’s pussy was narrow, shaved and framed by thighs that were almost lean enough to be called raw-boned. I sat on my chair bare ass, like I did so many times before. She mounted me reverse cowboy so I could look at her small ass bouncing. Bea was nice her pussy wet and not tight as a vice. She bounced up and down on me energetically and thrust back and forth. It didn’t take her long before she began to make Ung sounds. A second later she let out a big gasp of air and went limp. Oh great, I thought, another one going to leave me high and dry. The moment she got off of me, Bea crouched before me and said “give me the beat handsome” This girl knew what she was doing and so did I. I began to pump my pelvis as soon as she took my dick in her mouth, and she put that tongue to work. I thought I knew how good a blowjob felt, until this gal showed me that I didn’t know a damn thing! That point rubbing under my glans causing multiple spasms, rubbing my balls and asshole, I had to jerk off and I did. Just as I started to cum, she rubbed her finger vigorously causing me to groan loudly and having an orgasm in her mouth so hard that I thought I was dying. She swallowed and swallowed until I was finished, and she didn’t gag or cough once. “That was worth it” she said pleasantly. “Thanks’ you are amazing! But why didn’t you let me finish in your pussy?” I asked curious. “I’m not using any protection, I’m having too much fun to have a kid right now.” “Understood.” I replied smiling, you were great I said hoping she would stay and want a real date. She blew me a kiss and left skipping back to her cubicle. I felt, used, I felt hollow, I let myself be used by a sexual predator And I FELT GREAT! That done, I returned to central, ran a few checks and Sylvie came up to me and declared “I am with a new man, a handsome man. I saw through the obvious ploy to make me jealous. She was waiting for a reaction when I gave it to her. “Well, good for you! I’m glad that you’re making a life.” She couldn’t fathom that I wasn’t jealous to my relief, Sylvie walked away. There was no way I wanted to be in the least involved with someone as obtuse as her. I was sure that if she started dating she would get knocked up in no time. Thankfully, it was none of my business.

                                        Chapter 5

That night, Teri had work and I really didn’t care to see her anyway. I drove home and showered. Clean and in fresh clothes, I decided to go on the prowl. I lived close to the downtown core and didn’t need to drive so I walked, the warm evening air felt good as I walked down the great hill that brought me to what I called choice Ville. Turn right and you were deep into the straight nightlife. Turn left and you were deep into the gay lifestyle, there was always overlap and tranny’s always made their way into the straight area but that was a matter of choice. I turned right and stepped into a small bar and ordered a draft. I got to talking to an older guy, he seemed very familiar, but I couldn’t place him. It seemed as if he knew me and quite well by the wasy he was talking to me. He was friendly and affable he have me a ton of places to look for girls, how to drink at top shelf clubs for half price and tricks on how to talk to women to get some sense of what dangle they may be playing. No joke, a man alone cruising strange women can be in danger, some women are violent others mentally or emotionally scared, others yet reeking with disease and getting revenge by infecting every guy she comes across, I’ve run into all kinds, had to jump out of second story windows, been held at knife point, scissor point I was lucky not to have been hung by my gizzard so be careful, women are not as helpless or harmless as we’d like to believe. I was really happy for the insight and bought him one for the road. I never did figure out who he was or where I knew him from.

I ran into this gal later on she had long, mousy brown hair, a forgettable face and looked like a soccer mom. I wasn’t horny but I decided to use some of my newfound knowledge on her. I asked if she was alone. It must have been my tone because at first she looked like she was going to show me the door but warmed up and said yes. I asked if she would like me to go or stay and buy her a drink.  Stay, she said smiling, I have a drink going so you don’t need to buy me one. I really don’t remember the chat except that it wasn’t long before she invited me to her place. Once in her bedroom she became very aggressive. She all but tore my clothes off as I pulled at hers. When we got in bed, I decided to treat her to the best fuck she ever had. Remembering my training in Japanese pillow technique I lay her on her back touching her here, stroking her there then I lifted her legs spreading her thickish thighs and entered her beginning the first of three hundred strokes. The first hundred light and not too deep in, the second medium and almost fully inserted, this is where she started to ask me how I got to be so horny. The third is full force thrust, slamming my organ balls deep into her pussy, this drove her nuts! She began to scream you horny bastard, horny fucker, ohh you bastard. Her body became stiff, her pale face red her eyes mere slits and her body became as stiff as a board “Ohhh, fuck, fuck you!” she screamed and collapsed in a heap. This is why this is my least favorite skill, the woman is usually turned into a hot, sweaty puddle of mush and the sex ends then and there. I wasn’t horny anyway, so it didn’t matter. She got out of bed carefully as her balance was still out of whack and braced herself against the vanity. I could tell by the gross folds on her bare ass where two sexy little eggs should be that she had squeezed out her share of rugrats. “Do you want to get married?” She asked as casually as she would ask the time. “I’m not planning on it” I said not taking the bait. That was her angle, she’s looking for a guy to take her and her kids. She asked me if I was sure several times before I left assuring me that she was quite the catch. What kind of catch was she, picked me up in a club, went to bed with me and didn’t care that I didn’t finish. I went in search of someone worthwhile fucking. I headed west until I came to a wide spot in the road that led into a small side street which led to the smallest street. There was a tall brunet looking at me from around the corner. She was slender. dressed expensively and cut quite a figure. I smiled and approached her, and she walked towards me clicking on stiletto heels. “Hi, beautiful night isn’t it?” I asked friendly but not pushy. “Only the night?” She asked jokingly, I hoped she wasn’t ill her voice had a raspiness to it. I didn’t need to catch the flu and asked her directly if she had flu. She laughed, “my voice is masculine because I’m a man.” It was so unexpected that I was struck dumb, all kinds of feelings ran through me at that moment including revulsion, but the overriding feeling dismay by this shemale, I was turned on, I felt like a horny teen. “We can go to a hotel, or we can go to my place its cleaner.” He/she asked her tone was hopeful but clearly expected to be rejected. To both of our surprise I said, “your place.” I hailed a cab, and my companion gave him the address. The drivers distaste for us was palpable almost tangible. When we arrived, the cabbie told me to drop the fare on the passenger seat he didn’t want to touch it. This actually brought the reality of what I was doing in full context and the reality of it turned me on even more. We got into her place, it was plain but bright and clean. She wanted to kiss me on the mouth, but I couldn’t, so we got undressed. He was very well done up, long dark hair well made-up eyes and quite effeminate. His cock was another matter, her organ was 8 or 9” and a little over an inch thick. No way was he sticking that up my ass, I’d never done that before and didn’t think I’d love being split in two. Before I realized what I was doing, I leaned over and for the first time in my life I was sucking cock and I liked it! She was leaning against the wall moaning deeply, I got the idea that she was liking this as much as I was. In no time she/he was on the bed on hands and knees, offering me their ass. As asses went this one wasn’t bad at all. Small, round with a short crack, I got between her spread legs and settled my pelvis over his rectum and as my cock head spread her crack open, I breathed into her ear, “whore.” “Ah.” She/he responded, and I started to push. She/he moaned. Dry as he was I was surprised that he wasn’t begging me for mercy, but she loved it. In no time my prick pushed past her anal sphincter, she gasped deeply, and we fucked like two animals. Screaming, groping, swearing and soon my lovers cock exploded blowing cum all over her sheets. I had no such plans, I kept pumping my cock up his ass until, over his protests, I came up his ass as deep as I could. She clearly was not happy about it but handled it, and my throbbing prick, very well. When I left her, I felt great, I couldn’t believe that I felt no shame or remorse for what I’d just done. This was a new facet of my life that I planned to explore deeply and soon.

The next afternoon Teri called and asked if I wanted to come over, I had nothing else going on, so I decided to go when I got there she was in a bubbly mood. Wow you look happy, did you get laid last night? I asked her smiling. No, she replied “guess what?” With that she dragged me into the house, although I told her all about what I did the night before, I left out the part about my sex partner having a cock and balls. As usual, Teri moaned and came her brains out leaving a Hugh wet spot on her sheets. I didn’t cum, my orgasm from the night before was so intense that I still felt empty. “If you give me anything from this, I’ll kill you.” She said laughing at the recklessness of her behavior. I was reckless and made no excuses for it but I didn’t hold anyone else responsible for my behavior. “Hey kid, “I replied. “If you get anything, you can take penicillin like the rest of us, its called expanding your horizons.” With that what else, Teri brewed a pot of coffee and we sat at the table.  As usual she talked about her friends dysfunctional relationships, the ideocracy of her coworkers and a bunch of other stuff that I didn’t give a shit about. Then it happened, she turned my life on its head and neither of us knew it. She began” My parents invited me to go to Florida for two weeks. How do you feel about it?” Now, I really didn’t care. After she pulled the stunt on me that she did, I no longer held a position in her life where it made any difference to me but I did not want to be insensitive or mean so I replied. “It’s your life, don’t worry about me.” Honestly, it seeing Teri was becoming more and more of a chore every week and I was relieved. “Oh.” She said obviously expecting more resistance. ”Ok, I leave next Tuesday.” She said fishing for a reaction. “Good, enjoy yourself, I guess I won’t see you before you leave.” With that I kissed her and took her for a drive, her mood was more somber than when I first showed up as we drove she said. “I really don’t have to go if it bothers you.” She quipped. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” I replied a tight grin crossing my mouth. After the drive, I dropped her off at home. She stuck her head into my passenger side window and said, “when I get back, be ready tp have a serious talk about our future.” “Until next we meet.” I said lightly and said my goodbyes. Little did either of us know that it would be the last time we would see each other romantically.

The third and final book in my ttilogy ends with my present wife and I , we continued the lifestyle togeter until we were into our late 50's and tired of all the work involved. It will be a bit of time for me to write it but I will be posting new akbums with every story

Thak you to my fans 

Chapter 8

The next day I slept in until mid morning. I woke up started the coffee and went through my contact list where I secured admission for Teri and I to a swingers pool party to be held at a secluded cabin in North Quebec. The party, a clothing optional affair was starting at two in the afternoon and was expected to run for two days. Admission was for couples, single women or men with a plus one only. No single men welcome. The ticket price was two hundred per couple and single women were free. That looked very promising, we could get there tomorrow, play all night and part of the next day and I could be home for a good rest before I went in for my night shift. With that squared away I took care of my personal business, made a reservation for two at a decent Chinese buffet. It was expensive as Chinese places went but I was certain not to have a squad of cockroaches doing the fandango on my table between courses. I would be expected to spend at least one night with her Royal Highness one on one. We had talked briefly through the week, and she was aware of how I planned our weekend. I got to her place, and she wanted have me come in but our reservations were only thirty minutes out. I got her into the car, not that I was pushy or overbearing but if she wanted to dine rather than go for eats, we needed to make our reservations. After parking, thank goodness they had their own free park lot we just made it. The hostess knew me well enough and proffered a wide toothy smile as she greeted us and ushered us to our table. I handed her a five and pulled out Teri’s chair for her. Yes, I do have manners and good breeding in spite of being a cooze hound.

I sat across from her and she positively beamed as I ordered a full bottle of Liebfraumilch from their limited wine list. Then we were asked if we wanted A’ la carte or buffet, Teri chose the buffet for both of us and we made our way to the steam table.  We returned to our table, plates heaped with food and our wine with two glasses was served in a silver ice bucket. She talked animatedly as I ate silently, I was already sorry but I tried to act like I gave a fuck about her girlfriend’s new quaff or her other friends love life problems. No kidding, if I could find a like minded gal to take with me on such short notice I would have dumped her sorry ass right then. I declined the doubtful pleasures of green tea and sweets at that time of night. Leaving a twenty percent tip, I paid the bill, and we took our leave. Teri kept saying what a lovely time she had, of course she did, the evening already cost me a hundred and thirty bucks and she still wouldn’t shut it. I seriously thought that I’d have been happier with the cockroaches. When I got her home, she invited me in. Only if you promise to stop telling me about your girlfriends and complaining about your ex, I smiled wryly. Teri proffered a slightly stunned, irritated look and said, deal. I stopped my car and followed her inside, she brewed some coffee, she liked it almost as much as I did, the only thing we really had in common. She placed a steaming cup of delicious brown liquid in front of me. Teri then sat across from me, her face taking a serious tone. About tomorrow, she began. Let me guess, I said for her you don’t want to go. She looked relieved, well those people don’t use protection I could get a disease, I could get pregnant they could do anything to me. Like me, I said wryly. Yeah but that’s just you, she began. Yes, and every girl I fucked or ever will fuck, I don’t use rubbers either. She exhaled deeply and sort of fell in her chair. Look Teri, we are or were not. I’m not forcing anything on you or anyone, but this is how I stay with you, at least for now. If you want to change directions now, I’m outta here for good. I sipped the just warm brew in my cup as her eyes widened. You mean if I don’t go you’re going to break off with me? She said on her high horse. No, I’m saying there’s no point in staying if you’re going to change your mind every time I turn around. With that, I patted her hand and got up, I actually made it to her front door when she ran down the hall, OK, ok you’re right, I’ll go. I turned to her; this time I was serious. If you fuck with my head even once this weekend, I will bring you home and its over. Alright, she answered reaching for my hand and trying to pull me inside. I pulled my hand away, save your strength, you’re going to need it. Looking defeated she said OK, what time tomorrow? I’ll be here at eleven, be ready because I want to be on the road no later than eleven oh five, it’s a long drive. She reached in and kissed me lightly on the mouth, so I knew she was on the sae page. A long clingy kiss or no kiss at all was the same as saying goodbye in these circumstances which would have been fine, I was good either way. I got home and was relieved not to run into anyone between my car and my front door that wanted attention, I planned to take my own advice and save my strength for the weekend.

Miracle of miracles, the next day Teri was not only ready, she was waiting for me on her small stoop when I arrived and didn’t waste time waiting to be invited. She wore a plain blue skirt and a white broad cloth blouse with frills on the front, perish the thought that she’d wear high heels to a gig like this. With a body like Her’s it was always a wonder to me why she made herself such a plain jane. The trip down there was not as long as I thought it would be being on the outskirts of the closest town. The place was still underdeveloped which afforded a lot of privacy, at least for the time being. I drove us to the address provided and saw that there were only two cottages spread some distance apart, the address we arrived at was surrounded my wood privacy fences. There were several cars already there and trendy pop music blaring, the strong tang of chlorine filled my nostrils. I checked the time it was one thirty a full half hour before we were due to arrive. I thought about it momentarily. Not wanting to appear the eager beaver, I really didn’t want to go in just now. I saw a donut place about fifteen minutes back and was about to take Teri for some coffee, then it occurred to me. Who shows up early to things like this? Eager beavers, that’s who, my girlfriend would likely be the first new face in a while and the guys would naturally gravitate to her cocks out. With that in mind, I parked the car and made my way around to get the girl that was less apprehensive than I expected. I rang the doorbell, and it was answered by a middle-aged man, hi he said a trace of query in his voice. Celery, I said giving him the password. His gaze was wandering all over my escorts body, come in he said smiling knowingly. The party is just starting he said and collected his two hundred. You can change in the back room, you have your choice of wearing swim wear or, he offered a friendly smile, naked. Cool, I said and led Teri to the back room. In the room we found chests on the floor with a pad lock and a key in the lock. The key’s were attached to a brightly colored rubber band that slipped about the wrist. I decided to go nude and Teri followed suit. When we went outdoors to the pool, the reason for the pricy entrance was revealed. There were white plastic tables everywhere heaped with food and fruit and ice chests of soda and beer and every kind of liquor you could want. In the furthermost corner on a small table were bowls of white crystalline powder and glass straws, I’d predetermined to stay away from that area altogether. I wasn’t sure what it was other than trouble but several of the revellers mad trips to sample the wares. As I thought, two naked men about forty approached Teri smiling openly desiring hr wares. She returned their smiles and chatted with them, I just leaned back and watched the events unfold. I couldn’t make out the conversation but then, what they were saying wasn’t important. One of the men, the paunchy short one reached over and touched her bare thigh, when she didn’t protest, the taller one with thinning grey hair reached down and cupped her bare bottom in his big hand. Teri jumped at the sudden touch but then she settled her butt in his hand. Our host was looking over enviously as another guy about her age joined them and started kissing her tightening nipples. Before long, she was sitting on an armless patio chair sucking the group of offered pricks one after another as more guys joined the group. As time passed more people showed up and most guys just joined the action as soon as they got there. One guy busted his nut in her mouth, and she swallowed the thick white mess. Another cock went into her mouth, and she licked her pointy tongue around the thisk head, he started jerking his own organ until he splashed a huge load of clear smen in her mouth that filled her to overflowing. The escaping body fluid under pressure looked like spider webs as to extruded over her cheek and ran down her chin. Enough she said overwhelmed by the relentlessness of those horny men. The seemed to understand and as a group, the two guys that came in her mouth picked her up under her arms and spread her knees exposing her personal areas. She smiled as the first guy got between her spread knees. He tried to penetrate her, but his cock’s head kept popping out. She’s so fuckin tight! He exclaimed continuing to try to enter her. Try using your fingers to make her wet and then stretch gently, I advised mildly annoyed but not surprised by this turn of events. After several frustrating attempts, Teri’s new friend tried my advice. It wasn’t long before he had his prick jammed up her pussy and they were humping free style, she supported by the two men she had just pleasured. As he was finishing in my girlfriends belly, I felt an arm roam over my shoulder and a dainty hand rest on my muscular chest. I turned around to see a pretty thirty something lady with long dark hair and big hazel eyes, hi, I’m Margret, how are you? I’m great, I answered smiling, the totally naked woman in front of me was a looker. She was easily the best-looking woman at the party and she was mine for the taking. It looks like your wife will be busy for a while, she said with a smile. Oh, she’s not my wife, I said not certain why it was important that I made that clear. Well, you do look kind of young for her she said a mischievous smile dancing on her beautiful lips. That’s my husband there. Where? I asked and she pointed to another guy bouncing up and down on my date. Come on, she said suggestively, lets get to know each other as she led me into the main house. Bert hates when I do this inside, he says its too  intimate, so lets get intimate she guided me into a small bedroom and pushed my top-heavy frame into the bed. She crawled n top of me and we began kissing, not like strangers but like lovers, we began to work our way down each others bodies but she stopped me and lay me on my back, this beauty knew what she was doing. She went down on me never breaking eye contact. I thought she was going to swallow my cock, but she didn’t, she took my balls in her mouth instead. Margret didn’t suck my balls harshly like most girls would, I hated that. Rather she gently kneaded my sack in her mouth and licked the hairy sack enticingly. She then pit her pointy tongue at the base of my asshole, licked up my balls, up the shaft of my throbbing organ, circled the head with her wet appendage then went back down. I was nearly insane with the need to enter her. Finally, the hot gal sat on my face and I went to town on her. It was my turn to plunge my tongue up her asshole and all the way over to ger clit. This is where I circled her tiny sex gland with my tongue and start again. Before long she was licking the pre cum spurt off of my organ and shifted her position pitting her hot, sweaty body over my crotch. I entered her spread, wet labia and entered her deeply. We shagged a few times, and I grabbed her middle. In no time I was on top of her and her legs were wrapped around her middle. I pushed my tongue into her welcoming mouth, and we were kissing. My tongue slipping over hers, my pelvis pounding into hers and Her’s pushing up to slap against mine. I grabbed her ass and squeezed it up into me and her tongue went down my throat, we fucked and fucked until we had a mutual climax. Our body fluids slammed int each other deep within her and I rolled off as breathless as she was. The bed beneath her was sopping wet. We lay side by side and she held my hand. Oh, I wish we were married, I’m in love. Margret said squeezing my hand. to be honest, I’ve had worse offers. Being in this lifestyle it always comes to mind; if they’ll do it with you, they’ll do it to you. Her lack of loyalty to both her husband and the swingers code, its about sex not love, raised some big red flags. I slowly let go of her hand, happy with what I had but not wanting more from this monkey brancher, I got up on my left elbow and looked at her. We really should join the others before were missed, I don’t want to be rude. I said lightly, she stared into my eyes with her big brown ones. We can be rude, fuck em, she said seriously. Let your girlfriend fuck off with my husband, the fuckers rich, I’ll take half for us and she can happily spend the other half its win-win. It sounds great! Until you tire of me and toss me on the side of the road like you plan to do for him. Her eyes widened at this castigation. You don’t think that I. She began and I stopped her right there. I don’t think, I know. I know women like you and this is where this stops. No wonder your husband doesn’t trust you. I said getting out of bed. OK then, fuck off, I can find better out there she ranted pointing to the pool. Feling that I had just dodged a bullet, I left the screaming harpy and joined the party. I made my way back to where I’d last seen Teri. She was now on a deck chair on her hands and knees. There was a guy behind her fucking her from behind another guy had his junk in her mouth. I could see, even from some distance that her chin was drooling, and the rear of her thighs were glistening with cum from her body to her knees. I couldn’t tell if the guy was fucking in her asshole or pussy but when he pulled away, his spend spilled freely from deep in her uterus and drooled to the chair in thick white globs. Another guy got behind her and she tried to stop him but his cok penetrated her deeply. In this context, it wasn’t sexual assault. She was there of her own volition, had clearly satisfied many men. In that situation he may seriously not have understood. I had no plans to stop him from doing what he wanted but to ward off the other men waiting for a turn. She needed a break and I wanted to see to her well being so while the last guy finished inside of my date, I pulled her off the deck chair and brought her to the side where she could clean up a bit and relax in the shade while I gathered a plate of food and a drink for her. As much as she rubbed at the sodden mess of her central body, she used tissue after tissue to not much affect.

How many guys did you fuck? I asked not certain how long I was with Margeret. I lost count, she replied, they just kept coming and coming. From the looks of it they were Cuming and Cuming I laughed. It looks like you did all right with that brunette. She said soberly. Well, she did ask me to marry her, I replied smiling but feeling pretty good about it. Fuckin men, she remarked peevishly. I gave her a wet nap, eat, I said wanting to change the atmosphere. I sat with her while she ate, picked at the food would be a more accurate description of what she did. I brought her a stiff Manhattan and she drank it quickly. It was a dry cocktail and she usually liked sweeter drinks. Get me another, she asked seriously, and I did. The second one she was slower to drink. A bit later she told me she was tired, and I asked our host where we were to sleep. The whole time I felt eyes on us. He brought us to an adjacent hallway and said, pick any room. If someone is in bed already, ask before you join them, its just polite. Got it, I replied not seeing many people in bed just now, the party was in full swing. I took Teri to the first bedroom on the left and tucked her into bed. As I put her to bed, I found that her vagina was a gooey puddle of milt, and she was fast asleep in no time. She had wiped herself several times to no apparent result, I estimated at least thirty guys had cum in her.

I went to a nearby washroom where I answered a call of nature and washed up before returning to the party. I was neither expecting or looking for anything, I went to the table laden with booze and poured myself a stiff Bourbon straight and took in the scene around me, it was wall to wall bouncing assess both men’s and women’s there had to be forty couples and a few single girls here and there. I decided to go and sit in the shade when a big girl, wearing only a big billowy shirt open all the way down. She asked if I intended to sit in the back corner and I did. After saying so she asked if I liked men, never gave it any thought, I lied. Just so you know that section is reserved for man-on-man sex. Oh, I replied honestly taken aback. What are you drinking? She asked smiling, she was about five, seven, shoulder length brown hair uncannily pretty but had a big belly that extended out of her open shirt but that somehow worked for her. Either way, I liked her. Smiling back, I handed her my glass openly flirting with her. She took a small sip of the strong, amber liquid and her nose wrinkled. She handed the glass back to me, hi, I’m Ellie, she said, and I wrapped my arms around her, hi Ellie I replied kissing her lightly. She hugged me back and asked if I wasn’t too tired after my time with braggi Maggi. Not in the least, I replied kissin her on he nap of the neck. Why did you call her that? I asked wanting to know. Ellie chuckled and said, Margeret likes to play this game with new guys. She goes to bed with them ad tells them that she wants to marry them. She goes all out; you’d be surprised how many guys fall for it after one hookup. If he goes for it, Maggie goes around telling everyone about it. The poor guy gets humiliated, and it can cause trouble I his marriage. It’s a really cruel prank, you didn’t fall for it did you? Well, I smiled, she was cursing me out and yelling at me as I left so I doubt it. Good, the chubby gal sad, I’d hate to see you get played like that. Thanks’, I replied cupping one of her large boobs in my hand. We began to kiss, and I brought her into one of the bedrooms. She got on her hands and knees. Her ass crack was a bit long for my taste but still quite pretty. I coaxed her to lay belly down and once she was prone, I saw that she had an amazing figure for a girl as round as she was. Fuck me in the ass, she said, I’m a virgin there and always wanted to experience that. Complimented as fuck, I agreed and began to kiss her down the back, when I got to her ass, I parted the meaty cheeks and penetrated the pinkish brown hole with my tongue. She squirmed, the girl was nearly thirty and if her asshole was never penetrated, she’d need a lot of preparation to reduce the discomfort. I began to rim and probe her tight anus while lubricating her insides as much as I could with my spit. I liked this girl and if I could avoid hurting her I would. After a long while, I began. Margret didn’t play me out but she did reduce the sensitivity to my organ. Slowly, I began t enter her tight asshole. Years of fucking Teri got me used to tight places so I got past her sphincter without hurting either of us but inside was another matter. I had never run into this before; it was like she had a second bunghole an inch in. Slowly I began to push my prong deeper inside and was soon rewarded with the feel of her interior membranes parting before my probing cock. It hurts, she said softly, it always does the first time, I soothed and she relaxed. Before long I was through and screwing Ellie hard up the ass. A few minutes in she cried out, I don’t believe it, I’m Cuming! Then she got stiff all over, grunted hard and relaxed totally. That was my signal to stop, so I gingerly pulled out my poor dick it was numb. I took a shower as Ellie rested when I got out of the shower I foulnd that she was still in the room. I sat on the bed next to her and sipped at my drink. She complimented me on my talents as a lover and then we talked. I can’t remember what about, but it was easy. It was funny, I had no desire to cum before, but I wanted nothing more than to fill this woman up right now. She didn’t want to. What a bummer! I got close to her hoping to change her mind. Usually, I’d never give a woman her size the time of day, but I was ready to beg. Eventually, she said yes, and I went for it. Her pussy was partly shaved and wet as the inside of an oil bottle. I spread her meaty thighs wide and lowered my throbbing cock into her pussy. She moaned when I entered her but this wasn’t about her, it was about me and I shagged her hard and fast until it was my turn to cum and I blew a jet of cum into her that filled her insides and lingered into her vaginal walls. Hmm, I guess you’re really not a queer. She said laughing at the mess I left behind. Now, I was played out and ready for bed. That delicious, spent, exhausted feeling you get after group sex, there’s nothing like it. Do you want to spend the night, she offered, I really should join my date I began. Oh, there’s already someone in bed with her, not much happening but unless you want to cuddle another guy, you won’t sleep well. I got up and looked in on Teri, indeed she was deeply asleep in the arms of another guy. I accepted Ellie’s invitation, and we spent the night. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for anyone that cheats on their partner and gets into this life it gets really complicated, real fast. The next day, Ellie was already gone when I woke up and I stepped out of the room I shared with her. I was greeted wit the smell of strong coffee, grilled meat and eggs. There were jugs of orange juice, cereal boxes, milk, Danish and fresh fruit salad. Teri was nowhere to be seen so I went to look for her. She was under her bed partner getting a good morning sausage. She seemed fine so I left them to it and went out to get a bite and some coffee. Unlimited sex really works up an appetite. Margeret was sitting across the pool looking snarky and Ellie was chatting with some guy. I was too hungry to care and went up to get a plate of food and some juice. About twenty minutes later Teri came stumbling out. I made my way to her, come o hon, lets get some food into you. I got her some coffee, steamed crumpets boiled eggs and ham. She ate well and over coffee she told me she wanted to leave that crazy place. I got to say, I agreed with her. The sex was not worth being with these people. We left and I drove her home. Over a glass of white wine she told me that she needed to think over the way I wanted to live and our relationship in general. I asked her what she needed from me. Distance, she replied. Without another word, I left never looking back. I got home and slept like a log. Night shift was starting tomorrow.

Chapter 7

Predictably, I drove home made coffee and started to read a new book, but I soon got restless and decided to go to my friends tea house. By the time I got there he was gone but the new service girl behind the counter was a real looker, a young raven-haired beauty with pale skin and big dark eyes. Best yet, she was openly attracted to me. I found that women were in one of two camps, they either didn’t like muscle guy’s at all, or they couldn’t keep their hands off, this included married women, older women and younger women, one always had to be careful about the last group as they could be underage and that invited nothing but trouble. Sara fell into the latter category, but she said she was twenty, so I was OK with her. What time do you get off, I asked, meaning the double entendre. I close at eight she replied smiling. Well, I’d like to get you off right after that. She smiled at me. She selected a fancy almond pastry from the display and poured a fresh coffee from a rear carafe that was out of sight. You take it black? She asked, her tone betrayed that she cared enough to notice. Yes, I smiled, and she handed me the tray. Its on the house, choose any table you like and relax, I’ll be with you in ninety minutes, she said. I was touched by her consideration and generosity, so I took the proffered food with a smile and a thanks and went to sit in my usual spot. I was grateful for the time as I wanted to enjoy her body completely, but I needed time for my balls to adequately recover from Dar’s blowjob and that took a couple of hours. The bumpy drive home helped but he relax was also important. I had little use for the pastry, but the coffee was rich, dark and oh so bitter. It was real French roast, I had it when I was overseas. She obviously took the dark brew from the staff carafe as even their strong coffee was as good as this. I could feel the stimulant cruising through, especially my well used balls.

Before I knew it, she arrived wearing form fitting jeans and a halter top, she had keys in her right hand. I’m ready Sara said beaming. She led me out of the double sliding glass doors which she locked behind her. I took her across the street to my place. This is adequate for a bachelor, she said pleasantly, I replied, it suits my needs, avoiding her probe at my availability I let her climb the stairs up to my flat ahead of me. I could see that her ass was a bit bigger than I liked but it didn’t look out of place on her body, her breasts were B-cups at best but then, more than a mouthful is a waste. All in all, she was really easy on he eye. I didn’t consume alcohol as it was bad for my body development, but I offered ger a soda and put on some soft music. Sara came close to me never breaking eye contact and kissed me on the mouth, I wrapped my arms around her probing her mouth with my tongue. The young lady responded in kind. I then asked if she was fixed for birth control and she sighed, I’m on the pill, then I unsnapped her jeans and began to lower them. She put her hand on mine, not to stop me but to help me. She looked even better naked than she looked dressed, and her skin was soft to the touch and didn’t bunch up when I moved my hand over her bare rump. Her pussy was not shaved but her pubic triangle sported a pelt like hair that was as jet as the beautiful hair on her head. When I started kissing her neck, I saw the star of David on her busom, this girl was Jewish, that was fine by me. I kissed her pink taught nipples and down her belly to her muff. For a gal that worked as a server all day, she had a very appealing but light scent down below, personally, I liked them stinky but that’s me. She was still standing when I ran my tongue up her firm pussy lips and Sara sobbed deeply as she shuddered. Standing or laying down? I breathed softly as I stood up next to her. She smiled coyly and led me to my bed where she got on all fours putting her pretty ass and pink pussy lips out for my pleasure. I got the message and kissed her asshole making her gasp, I licked her pussy which despite the, willowy aroma, tasted bland. I felt her insides get wet and pushed my cock up between her pussy lips making her groan with ecstasy. Before long, I was in her, her pussy was wet and welcoming as I slid in and out of her warm body. I was not particularly Horney, so I was able to make her cum, then just digging her I lay her on her belly and ran my tongue up and down the inside of the crack of her ass making her moan. Then I got on top of her and re-penetrated her pussy making her gasp, a few strokes in I shot my load up her snatch and we both slumped on the bed. She asked if she could stay, and I told her that I wasn’t the settling kind. I can fix that, she said grinning. I think you can and that’s a problem. What problem? She said her brow furrowing. Well, this for one, I said showing her my flaccid, uncircumcised penis. Oh that, she said dismissively, I don’t care about that. What about your family?  You got to have a mom and dad somewhere don’t you? Oh they’re cool about that stuff. I couldn’t believe how naive she was, Sure, now that its all fun and games but if you try anything serious with any gentile, they will be madder than wet hornets. Trust me, they will make your life a living Hell. Neither of us want’s nor needs that. She got huffy, you’ve never even met them, and you don’t know me. Ok, I said, you live with your folks I take it? Only until I finish university, she quipped. OK so if you want to get serious which is foolish, go tell your parents that you want to get serious with a gentile, married with kids serious and take note of their reaction. Once their standing in their community, the Synagogue and their peers threatened, you’ll see just how cool they are. Then you will understand what I’m saying, besides, I wouldn’t be loyal or faithful to you at this point in my life. It just wouldn’t work. She was clearly angry and got out f bed snatching her clothes. You can say anything you want to me, but I’ll never believe that you are a monster! Just tell me to fuck off, I’m a big girl! I am going to talk to my mom and dad and see what they do and the next time I see you, you’re going to know just what you threw away mister. Then she stormed out the door, such drama I thought as the breeze from the door washed over me. Feeling pretty good, I went to bed, I had an early day ahead. I lived in the same place for over five years in the same place, kept the same friends but I never saw that girl again, she was gone from the tea house and nowhere to be seen, so I guess she did talk to her parents, and it apparently didn’t go very well.

The next day, my last before the weekend, started as usual with lots of sidelong glances and open flirtations as I went about my routine. My team knew that things with me were more than met the eye and as such, I was on the receiving end of many knowing smiles from my colleagues. There was one surprise though, I got a new employee, her name was Sylvia and what a cutie. Petite but not overly so, dark lush hair cut in a bob, pale skin and fair of face. She had nice curves in all the right places. I was entering the plant as she was leaving, and we almost bumped into her at the big steel double doors. I appraised her with a single glance, and she stopped dead in her tracks. She looked at me wide eyed and inhaled deeply. I nodded to her in acknowledgement and went about my business. According to my second she was asking a lot of questions about me after I left. My manager never arrived that day so I had time to develop contacts and fill myself in on trends within the company. I went to the rear office to get some paperwork done, a change of pace for me in that office. At five O’clock there was a surreptitious knock at my door. I unlocked and opened the door to find Donna there smiling happily. She entered the cozy office elegantly and kissed me on the lips, the lady was undoubtedly in the mood for love. The overheated woman undid my tie and all but ripped my shirt open. My hands were busily unsnapping and unzipping her slacks. She yanked my belt open, and I started to guide her to the pile of coats in the back of the room. Oh no! She insisted dropping my pants to my feet and dropping my underwear. She pushed me into my office chair and straddled me. Her well used pussy opened up and like the opening petals of a moist pink flower she engulfed my hard cock deep inside her body and began to dominate and rock on me. Ahh, she began you slut! Oh, you’re so easy! You whore! I know my pussy is as good as anybody’s pussy! Fuck you, you horny slut! You like it eh? You like it Fuck, fuck, Ohh fuck youuuu! She cried out as a massive orgasm tore through her causing her to go stiff and then suddenly collapse in a breathless heap on my lap. I didn’t cum but that was no biggie, I’d cum even more in the next girl I had. What she said to me though was a biggie, she was right, I was a real slut and I liked it. Would I ever be suitable to be in a long-term relationship with anyone, would I even want to? As it turned out, that was the last time I would ever have sex with Donna again. She knew that I was not going to be with her and I did not want to meet her kids so this was for her, not me. Two weeks later, she quit her job and never saw her again, not even in passing. This didn’t change me at all. If this was who I was so be it but I still wondered what my future would be like.

Chapter 6

I guess I was more tired than I thought, I woke up beside Teri and it was ten thirty in the morning. She began to stir as I got out of bed, so I put on a pot of coffee and went out to my car for my travel pack of herbs etc., I never knew when, where or with who I’d be waking up and never wanted to break my routine. When I got back inside, Teri was at the table. You spent the night? She asked with joviality. Yep, I did. So, tell me, how’d you like last night? Her face, as usual, was noncommittal when she answered. Its not something I want to do forever but it was fun. She grimaced, a repulsed look on her face, I sucked a lot of cock last night didn’t I? Oh yeah, I replied breezily. Is that coffee ready she carped just as the last few drops dribbled into the carafe. I served us both, put a lot of milk in mine, I want to drink this one fast. Don’t you have mouthwash, I smiled cynically. Fuck off, just give me the cup she commanded. My ass hurts, she complained shifting in her chair. No wonder you horny bitch my joke earned me the dirtiest look I ever got. She sipped her coffee and breathed a deep sigh to have the taste of anything other than cock in her mouth. Tomorrow I go back to work, I said intending to plan my day with or without her. I’m done for today she began. Do you want to do that again? Of course, I replied surprised that she would even ask. OK, then I need a few days to rest so you can make it on your own steam, I’m going back to bed. With that I took my leave and drove home.

When I got there my regimen had kicked in and I was a bundle of energy. Sitting around the house was just not going to do it. I decided to go for a walk, this could take hours barring something unexpected happening. By the time the batteries of my Walkman wore out I was at Westmount Park. I realized that I had walked about twenty miles from home. I tossed out the dead batteries and fished around the cargo pocket in my pants for more. Of course, there were none so I put the portable tape player back into my pocket and crossed the small bridge that crossed a small man made creek and entered the Park proper. I sat on a bench beside the gurgling waters. Suddenly, I felt my feet hurting, walking twenty miles will do that. More yet, I had to walk twenty miles back home. A tight smile crossed my lips, my energy had shifted, and I was as horny as a man could be without his heart stopping. With that in mind I got off the bench and walked south. The day was warm and dry as I strode through the chestnut, elm and maple trees, the smell delightful. When I got to the southern edge of the park, I turned left and walked towards downtown. It was too early for any clubs or pick up joints to be open so it would most likely be a streetwalker, a daytime hooker no less, they were the pits but I was so horny that I didn’t care. I was also feeling mean because my testosterone was going through the roof because of all the exercise. It was around five in the afternoon when I got to the south side of the downtown core. I was hunting for pussy and felt no pain anywhere, not even my feet that should have been killing me. After my third go around, I ran into this working girl, she was tallish, long dull brown hair, a decent figure but a face ugly enough to stop a clock. I was so horny that I didn’t care. I picked her up and brought her to a roach motel, it was close so that’s all that mattered. She tried to take the power over the transaction right off and I told her upfront, she had no power. I asked what she wanted to fuck, she told me and I offered her some extra to fuck her ass without a rubber. A sad look crossed her unsightly face, I don’t like that, she started. I don’t care, strip I told her, and she did. I was likely the only client she would have all week and I intended to take full advantage of her. When she was naked it struck me that she had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. Her skin was deeply tanned, she was tall, her back perfectly straight, her ass was full and shaped perfectly shaped with not too much crack, but her pussy took the cake. I never seen a pussy like that on a white woman. I’ve seen this type of pussy on only Japanese girls and not many of those either. I couldn’t resist, I ran my tongue over her clit without warning. She jumped off the bed with a squeal, oh, you lick my pitoing, she said in heavily accented English. At that moment, I started to like her, then she blew the walls out of my fantasy of us as a couple. She sat in the sink in our room and took a big whiz. Then she pulled a cigarette out of her purse and asked if I had a light. I didn’t so she walked out into the hall bare ass, she looked at me and said, I don’t have choice. She then walked downstairs to ask someone for a light. While she was gone, I took my money out of her purse and returned it to my wallet.

She came back a few minutes later and I was done waiting, I dragged her to the bed and unceremoniously dumped her face down on the bed. I got between her spread legs and she tried, do you want to fuck my pussy and cum in my ass? I replied, no but I can fuck in your ass and cum in your pussy. She was peevish when she replied you fuck in my ass and you cum in my ass. If she was trying to punish me, she had it wrong. I went down on her and started to lick the insides of her beautiful ass crack. Oh, she said happily, you crazy! I licked her asshole, oh, you crazy nice she purred. She was as ready as she was going to get I figured and got to my knees. Oh, please she started and feeling really mean I rammed my rock hard on right up her slick asshole. Unh, she groaned as my member probed her colin and I began to hump. She groaned deeply, I was hoping that she would scream for mercy and cry, but she didn’t. I felt that telltale pressure that said I was going to cum so I rammed it balls deep up her asshole ant stopped until the pressure ebbed. Are you finished? She groaned unable to move. No, I said huskily and started ramming it into her again. She groaned loudly as I went to town, before long the pressure began to build up and again I probed deep inside her and stopped. Are you finished, did you cum?  She asked, her tone of voice a plea. No, I replied and started to hump again. This time she cried out in agony and shouted, lets go pig, do it you pig, cum in me pig. Shut up! I growled in her ear and she did, her body went stiff, please, she groaned, please she began to cry and I busted my nuts yp her asshole so hard that she had to blow her nose. I thanked her and got up. I checked my dick for shit, there was none so I left her. If she was not happy then, I could just imagine how she reacted when she found that I took my money back.

When I got home, my clothes were dusty and sweaty, and a real funk wafted up from my groin. It was great that I didn’t run into anyone. What I needed was a hot shower and to curl up with a good book. My feet were throbbing, and it occurred to me that I hadn’t eaten since the night before. My body needed protein. I no longer felt hunger in the normal sense of the word, nor did I suffer cravings due to delicious smells or visual stimuli. My muscles would simply deflate, and I would experience deep fatigue. I grabbed a can of tuna and ate it dry with coffee as I read my book. I then listened to music, curled up on the sofa and spent my night reading. The next morning it was still dark out when I left for work, it was going to be a long day. Rolling into the station, it was always the same, the guys were bitching about the night shift and the night shift was tossing memos and officer daily’s at me. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat with the night supervisor that would alert me to anything out of the ordinary the night before. I sat with my second and had him fil the roster for the day shift as I went through the logs and memos. Three coffees in my manager arrived and greeted me as usually, fool country, fool winter and he would vanish into the plant for about an hour before he would call me in. These meetings were marathon shoot the shit sessions, but we were also on call anytime. He particularly liked my way with the ladies and my consistently full dance card. The guy was like a brother to me, so I gave him insight into some of the girls I knew and he had a few good looking dates for a change. I thought that he was depressed and that’s why he always settled for women that were far beneath him. It’s not that I was overly picky or judgmental, but my manager was a red-haired giant of a man with a full fiery red beard and mischievous green eyes, when I say he was a giant, I’m not kidding, at 5’8”, I barely stood chest high to that man and his hands were as big as bunches of bananas. He was jovial, knowledgeable and easy to get along with, so the days passed quickly. At five o’clock though, he was gone home for the day. That’s when I would go to the rear office and wait for the first girl that knocked on my door. That afternoon it was Dar. Dar was a small, prettyish woman with shoulder length brown hair, big brown eyes and full lips. She was really petite though at barely four feet tall and very slender, other than her face, she could have past as a child. Dar’s thing was very simple and easy, she liked to suck my cock and she did that very well. She would pull the top of my pants and use her darting tongue to lick my musky balls, then when my cock was stiff, she would kiss it up and down the shaft while licking the throbbing head, then she would engulf the head into her warm mouth and roll her tongue all around the most sensitive part of my body. When I was ready she would start to slowly jerk my cock and go harder and faster until I busted my nut in her mouth. Twice, I choked her with the amount and force of my climax but she always swallowed every drop and licked my slimy organ when she was done. In return, Dar would have me push my hand down the seat of her pants an squeeze her tiny ass, I often felt like a pedophile because although this was a twenty five year old woman, it felt like I was fondling a ten year olds bum. It never took long before she would shudder, slump for a moment, recover, smile at me and off she’d go. I once asked her why she didn’t have regular sex. It was because she had a genetic problem that kept her from growing and she could not under any circumstances, get pregnant. I fully understood and asked about birth control and her reply was that her condition precluded estrogen treatments for at least another year but she warned me to watch out once she was on the pill.

Chapter 5

I left Mary’s a bit after ten and walked home with a spring in my step, Mary was fast asleep after our exertions. Seeing as I only lived around the corner from her I was home in no time, and I felt refreshed. I put the kettle on and before it came to a boil the phone rang, it was Teri. Hey, I thought you’d come over, she said petulantly. Sorry love, I replied contritely, I had to work late and got in just now. Oh, she replied doubtfully, oh, I returned jovially. I guess it’s too late for you to come over she said discouraged. Why not, I said, the night is young, and my weekend is starting. Tell you what, get dressed and I’ll be there in an hour, we’ll go out for a late dinner or early breakfast depending on what time we get served. I could hear the smile in her voice when she said OK, what do you want me to wear, I said to be casual as I was taking her to an all-night deli, but this place had absolutely everything. Screwing that hot redhead and Cumming twice made me work up an appetite so I decided to kill two birds with one stone.

When I got to her place she was waiting for me, she wore her white jeans and a halter. The night was sultry and close, so my car windows were down, the night air was fresh and only slightly humid when she opened the passenger car door, her pretty bottom made quite a show for me as she settled into my low rider. She smiled broadly her eyes sparkling. I wore these for you she said mischievously referring to the last time we fucked. I smiled, put my mix tape on and we cruised on down the road. She looked out the window quietly until I pulled into the parking lot in front of the huge yellow neon sign. I could see through the huge plate glass window that the place was busy even at eleven thirty at night. I opened the glass door and let Teri through ahead of me, she felt on top of the world, and it showed as the hostess guided us to our table. The sights and smells of all the meals and food for sale was intoxicating as the waitress handed us each a long, thick menu, the pages in thick plastic sleeves. I ordered a smoke meat pizza and she a combination sandwich. We sipped on hot coffee and as we waited on our meals she looked directly at me and said, you fucked some woman didn’t you? There was no anger in her tone and what was that in her eyes, hope? Not being one to lie or cheat, I said no, I fucked two women, but this is not the time, that’s later and not the place, your bed is the right place I think. She flinched in her seat and smiled broadly; I can’t wait to hear all about it. Our platters came with sides of cherry peppers and French fries and as out table was being filled with food, I realized that I had either a lesbian or a cuckoldress on my hands. I was cool with it either way. After our meal we had fountain soda and humongous slices of cheese cake topped with glazed strawberries by one thirty we were back in the car and rolling for Teri’s place, along the way she kept asking if the girls I’d fucked were prettier than her or younger than her. Did I use a condom? I replied nonchalantly that the women were different than her, no younger for sure and that I never use a condom. You mean, just like that? Yep I replied, any woman that takes a hammock ride with me gets her Yami full of cum. A sickened look briefly crossed her face then the center of her body tensed up, I want details, all of them. Step on it, she said and grabbed my crotch. We were at her place in half an hour and she all but pulled me into the house. In no time we were stumbling into her bedroom pulling at each others’ clothes. You’re going to fuck me, she said throatily and you’re going to tell me about those other women you whore. OK bitch, do you want it up your ass like Donna, in your mouth like Dar or in your sloppy cunt like Joyce? Fuck meeeee! She demanded and once again my meat slipped easily into her wet cunt. And I began to pound inside her. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me she moaned and soon she tightened up from head to toe, If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought she was having a stroke. She grabbed my shoulders and squeezed so hard that the marks showed for days after. Then she screamed as if being murdered and collapsed on the bed breathless. Mary busted my nut twice, so I didn’t need to cum, just as well, Teri was so limp that unless you were into fucking corpses, there was just no way. When I lifted myself off of her I was wet and glistening from below my navel to my knees with her cum. The stuff started to pick and itch as it started to dry. Being a very clean person by nature, I jumped into the shower. By the time I got out of the washroom, she had regained her composure somewhat, I pulled out a couple of sodas from her fridge opened them and handed her one. When you fuck this hard you get really thirsty. OK, I began, I made some calls and there’s a bis sex party happening tomorrow night. Its by invitation only, I have to call tomorrow afternoon for the address and the password, it’s supposed to be a free for all so rest up, you’re going to need your strength. She looked at me surprised and disturbed, what if I’m not up for it? Sne asked pointedly. You can just watch; I replied just as pointedly. I’m really not looking forward to some other guy leaving his junk in me, she said almost whining. No problem hon, you can join a daisy chain or just fuck one girl. Most of the girls there are bisexual and even lesbian. She looked at me shocked, even outraged. I’m not a queer, she protested OK, how long have you been telling yourself that? I pointed out that she was never so open and sexually hot as she was when I told her about what I did to other women? Teri didn’t answer but she was thoughtful. I just like to hear about what you do with them; I don’t want to well you know, gross. That’s fine by me, I’m going with or without you. If you want to come and watch or participate is up to you. I ended the conversation there and started to get dressed, ok I’ll come she blurted and follow suit, but she didn’t put on her tight jeans, rather she put on a pair of baggy, denim overalls for comfort. She was more than ready for bed by then, so we called it a night and I started the pleasant drive home to my place at around three in the morning. The summer air at that time, even n the city was so moist, clean and refreshing that I made the drive last as long as possible. When I got in though, I felt more than ready to turn in myself. The next day I woke up around ten thirty put the kettle on and organized my breakfast regimen of 500mg of high-quality protein, 1000mg of Korean red ginseng and assorted herbs, also Korean that provided all the nutrition I would need for the morning once mixed with milk would yield a thick porridge that was bland but at least easy to eat. All that was chased down with copious amounts of black strong coffee. Knowing that I was going to have non stop sex later on, I decided to catch up on my household chores and read a book until I had to make that phone call. The day went by quickly and I made the call, I was asked for my contact name which I gave, then I was provided with an address and a password. I was asked if I was bringing a +1 and I was so they said that they would wave the entrance fee and not to show up until nine PM. Feeling good, I called Teri and told her I’d be picking her up at nine, I never liked to be early for these things as they take time to get going. It was only four in the afternoon, so I decided to go to the gym for a strenuous workout. I always found that stressing my body to the limit released the compounds of my regimen and made me spry, good natured and as horny as a horse in rut, all great feelings. After my workout I showered, sat in a eucalyptus sauna then into a whirlpool bath to scrub every particle of dirt, oil and sweat from my skin. A fast rinse shower and I got dressed. Once dome I went upstairs for my usual mid meal at my favorite deli, chopped liver. It sounds gross but the protein breaks down quickly and releases into the system like a bolt of lightning, energising the body. I had to always be aware of my strength, if for a second, I forgot it, I could easily crush a person causing injury or rip a steel lock off a door with a simple push. It had something to do with vibrations coming from my body. Under control though, I cold funnel this energy into sex and girls always came back for more. After my meal, I checked my watch it was eight thirty, so I drove to Teri’s and got there a few minutes past nine. She was waiting not dressed as well as I had thought she’d be but then she would not need clothes tonight. She got in the car doubtfully and said hi smiling shyly. Hey, I said jovially and off we went to the given address. Turns out that the address was out on the west end of the island and turned out to be a detached bungalow in a sparsely populated area. I saw red flags right away, calmly, I turned to my date and said, just relax, I’m going to see if maybe I got the wrong address. I then slipped a telescopic Billy club under my jacket and made my way to the front door; I was wary because I would have expected to see more cars if this was truly an orgy. I knocked on the door and someone opened a small hatch where the spy hole in the door was usually found. Yes? The eye behind the door asked cagily. Carlsberg, I replied, go around back and park, you can come in the back door. I did as I was bid and to my relief there was at least twenty cars parked and the music was booming. I dropped the club in my car and took Teri with me, inside I could feel the deep base vibrating my insides. A guy at a table positioned in front of the door gave my girl an appreciative glance, handed us a card and said, we wont charge you for entrance, but you can’t take refreshments without this card so don’t loose it. He pointed to a dimly lit hallway and handed us a manilla envelope. Write your name on it, put your wallet, keys and other valuables in it then seal it. Leave your clothes on the peg with this number on it, on the corner of the envelope was stamped the number 34/35 on it. Come back and turn in your envelope here, you get it back when you leave. Sounded a tad sketch but looking around, I was confident that I could take three of these guys easily at once. Deciding to go for it, we made our way to the changing room. There were numbered pegs on the walls and simple benches all around the room. I took Teri’s valuables and mine, wrote our name and sealed it. Go ahead, I said to ger, the large room was almost empty, you first, she said giggling nervously. So, I began to peel out of my fresh clothes. I was only in my briefs when I saw she was still dressed. How naked do I have to be? Come on. She giggled and said, well he watching motioning to a man across the room. HE shyly turned away and I said, so what? In places like this everybody sees everybody naked its fine. Shyly, she started to pull her sweater off, I couldn’t help it, I reached out and popped the stud on the waistband of her jeans open. She shrieked with surprise and delight and then finished undressing. When we were both naked, I had her bring the envelope to the guy at the table to give him a thrill. Then we made our way into a large, loud open room that had multicolored lights spinning everywhere and smelled of naked bodies and booze. Oh God, I heard Teri say, as she took in the scene before us. The matted floor in the center of the room was covered with writhing bodies, undulating bottoms as the peripheries were lined with naked people both men and women. I’d hoped that all those cocks would not be wasted on my date. The middle-aged man at the door was still staring at Teri’s tight, shapely ass so I motioned him to join us. He signaled that he couldn’t leave his station and I shrugged. I guided my date to the bar, plenty of hands caressed her tits, pussy and ass as we crossed the gauntlet of Horney men on our way to the bar. Teri jumped, squealed but smiled at the attention. One younger guy stood before us and said hi to her, she said hi back and he embraced her full-on naked body to naked body, and he rubbed his junk into her pussy vigorously making her pull away in shock. We made it to the bar, and I ordered our drinks. The bar girl, also naked, asked for our card then she ticked off two small boxes and returned the card. As she went to fill our order Teri said oh my God, these people just do that with complete strangers? I smiled at her, were not strangers, were swingers. Everyvody fucks everybody in places like this, you’d do well to loosen up and enjoy yourself. You’re a new face and already got the attention of most of the men in the room, and by the looks of it, several women. She started; I’m not going to be with a woman! So, get into a group scene and you are in control, in this place no is no and it’s respected so don’t be rude but don’t be shy if you are not comfortable with an advance say no. Her look became flinty, what will you be doing? She asked nervously.  Rule number one don’t pay attention to what your partner is up to, it detracts from your own pleasure. I will though be keeping an eye on you. She jumped as another hand fondled her pretty rump. A beautiful brunet caught my eye, she was rounder than I liked as a rule, a lot rounder but there was something about her that I couldn’t let go. She gazed at me longingly and I invited her to join us. You work fast mister. Teri said as she saw I was in the swing of things. Honey, you were the first one to be approached and enticed. Now its up to you, just then another guy around her age joined us and started to talk to Teri. This suited me fine and I started to kiss my new girl on the mouth. Teri Joined the orgy almost by default. She got jealous and started to kiss the new man she was with.

The gal I was with told me her name was Tina and we went into an area that was an open space with cubicles made of translucent fabric where people could be private Ish. I could see Teri being led into the main orgy by her new friend. I became a bit worried as she’d never been exposed to anything like this before. I took my date’s fleshy body in my arms and pulled her in front of me so that I could kiss her back and shoulders while I watched the orgy for any sign of Teri having a meltdown. The I saw her on her hands and knees being spit roasted by two men. That was shocking to me as I knew she didn’t care for cock in her mouth but here she was sucking like a pro. This might be good for her after all. Tina was breathing deeply and needed my full attention. I got up and sucked at her breasts. The heated woman spread her knees. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was kissing down her round belly. She began to scream as my tongue darted between her fat labia repeatedly until she squirted on my face. I licked her fuzzy pubic triangle clean and she was begging me to fuck, which I did, I pierced her body and began to bang her hard. Her long dark hair fell all about her shoulders, and she screamed as our pelvises impacted. That girl was as strong as a horse, my ultra hard body was more than a match for it, but had I not been the condition I was in she may have hurt me. As it was her nails left gouges on my back that stung for days after, but she was worth it. I didn’t want to risk wearing her out before I made a deposit, so I began to speed up while fucking her missionary style. She cried out and screamed nooo as my load squirted in her. I asked if she didn’t want me to cum in her, she said it was just a way to make me cum harder smiling coyly. I smiled in return, kissed her on the lips, thanked her and prepared to go back to the bar. She got up and went to the bar on the other side of the room where she joined another man.  He didn’t touch her, so I presumed that she had come in with him. I looked into the mosh pit to see a group of confused men, a guy holding his cock his face registering agony and blood everywhere, Teri lay on her back, her knees spread wide. I knew immediately what had happened, that idiot tried to jam his cock in her too fast and tore the nerve on the bottom of his prick. I went to the bar for paper towels then walked to the group. The guy’s eyes were terror stricken. I offered him the towels, but he was too scared to respond, blood running through his clenched fingers. I gingerly pulled his hands away while reassuring him that he would be fine. I had a split second to cover his manhood before he fell into panic. In one deft moved, I took his penis in my eft hand and covered it with paper with my right. Does anyone have a rubber? I called out to the entire room. The barmaid handed me one, I tore it open with my teeth and deftly put it over the improvised bandage. The erect penis bleeds like a slaughtered animal but quickly goes flaccid and the blood normally clots quickly barring a pre-existing medical condition and it did. Teri’s pussy was no place for amateurs. Soon, he calmed down and stopped bleeding. I told him not to have any sexual activity including no jerking off for six weeks and keep it clean, he’d be back to normal. I checked on Teri to assure that she was OK and asked how it happened, I already saw another guy fucking her. He fucked me up the ass, he came in there too she giggled. Cool, I said and stood up to a standing ovation, people asking me if I was a doctor they even compted my bar bill for the whole night. In no time the mosh pit was cleaned and disinfected and soon occupied once again. People patted me on the back and shook my hand, one guy asked if my date had teeth in her crotch. I assured him that she was just very tight and a man with any experience would have no problem. Great he said, can I try? You will have to ask her, I replied, and he did and off they went. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waste and I felt a man’s junk in my ass, I have to be honest, I loved it and was in no hurry to push him away. I like how you handle a cock; would you like to fuck? Honestly, I did, I really did but I didn’t feel comfortable enough with that side of me to do that in public. Also, I never saw myself as a bottom, yet I loved this. In spite of an almost overwhelming urge to let him take me then and there, I said no, stroked his privates and we parted. He smiled at me, tweaked my nipple and left.

I needed to get back into the energy of the place after all that excitement. I relaxed at the bar, ordered a fresh drink and sipped it as I watched my date, her new friend was just getting off her, the cream pie he left in her pussy leaking out and glistening. Another guy settled over her face in a crouch, and she actually opened her mouth to accept his balls which he happily put in her mouth while someone else settled between her knees and slid his organ into her. Could this be the same woman I brought here? The guy pulled his balls out of her mouth and put his asshole in her face, and she was licking it! The second guy got off of her and sperm ran freely down her thighs. A woman settled her face on my girlfriends crotch and started to lick her clean. Teri went nuts, she screamed and bucked, and the middle-aged woman just held on tight, and her tongue kept doing its thin. At no point did my girlfriend demand that she stop. A group of them rolled Teri over and the middle-aged woman treated her to a rim job, and she screamed so much that she nearly fainted. She got off and the guy that was on her face made his way to her rear end and slowly pushed his cock up her asshole making her gasp, as he sodomized her, her head bobbed back and forth with his every thrust. It wasn’t long before he stiffened up, he mouth opened and her eyes clenched, Teri was Cuming with him, when he got up sperm went everywhere. Years of being in these situation told me that she’d had enough. I made my way to her through the mass of writhing forms, and I took her hand. She stumbled as she walked, and we made it to the bar before anyone else could try for her. I waited for her to catch her breath and regain her composure and I asked if she wanted to go home. She did, so we bid the bar lady good night, and I brought my GF to the shower where we both needed a good scrub. After that we got dressed, picked up our valuables. The envelope was still sealed but I tore it open and inspected the contents in front of the doorman. He smiled wryly but our stuff was all there. When we got to my car the dirt parking lot was packed with cars. I asked Teri if she wanted to stop in for coffee somewhere and she said no. The played-out woman dozed off as soon as I turned onto the highway. When I got o her place, I parked in the driveway and got out of the car. I circled around and opened the passenger door; she was sleeping so deeply that she was snoring softly but audibly. Hating to disturb her, I tried to take her purse to get her house keys and as soon as my hand grasped her bad she woke up. You’re home, I said smiling. Oh good, she said sleepily, and I helped her out of the car. I took her inside and put her to bed. Only then that I realized just how tired I was. I lay beside her intending to shut my eyes for a few minutes.

Chapter 4

The next morning, I awoke, you’d think that after the night before I would be drained but on the contrary. My regimen included both Chinese medicine and Korean herbs that both invigorated and energised me fully, granting me incredible strength and a physique that left women agog with lust, even women that hated me when I was normal. The side effect was that I was a walking sex machine and never sated no matter how much sex I had or with how many women. It was a situation that was easy to get used to. Seeing as it was my last day off and my last weekend for another six weeks, I really didn’t feel like dicking around looking for tail and worse, I didn’t want tail chasing me. I really wanted to see Danielle again but that was not likely to happen so I drove to Teri’s place, she was always horny and ready to fuck, so I’d spend some time, screw her brains out and go home for an early night, I had to be up at four in the morning for work.

When I got to Teri’s house, she was wearing the cutest pair of white, form fitting jeans I’d ever seen. They showcased her tight shapely ass beautifully. Her legs, average at best were made beautiful in the snug white denim. She ushered me inside and greeted me with a tight hug and a warm kiss on the mouth. We had coffee and shared some small talk then I asked her if she wanted to hear a story. Sure, she replied and I reached over and undid her sailor pants, picking her up and sitting her bare ass on the side counter of her kitchen. Teri pulled one foot out of her jeans allowing me access to her honey pot. I dropped my pants and underwear to the floor and walked between her spread knees. I reached down and kissed her porcelain neck, she sighed and I began to whisper in full, sloppy detail how I had spent my night and what I did to that enigmatic blonde woman from the night before. She melted in my arms and I pushed my erection into her shaved pussy. I expected resistance but her normally vice tight cunt was so wet that my organ slid right into her. As I stroked inside of her I kept whispering about how pretty my lover from the night before had been, and how wet and how I could still smell her on me. After about an hour of this she grunted hard and collapsed on my chest. I was pretty worked up by then and didn’t care so I plowed into her until we both felt splash after splash of my hot essence shoot into her. When I was done, I pulled away from Teri and reached down to pick up her jeans. When my hand contacted the white material, I found them to be wet. Not just a little wet, they were soaked through, I looked at the floor in case there was unnoticed water but there was none, her well used pussy was oozing with semen but under her was a puddle of vaginal fluid that pooled around her butt. She had cum that hard. I guessed that she was really into it. Once she caught her breath she hopped off the counter gathering the sodden pants and tossed them into the bathroom hamper. She came back into the kitchen still nude from the waste down and grinned uncertainly, if you give me anything I’m going to kill you was all she said retrieving her pink satin panties and starting to step into them. Oh, please don’t, not on my account, I like the view. I said smiling.

You know, she began, I didn’t sleep with anyone else. I stopped her mid tirade, that was up to you, I countered. Are you going to stop? I mean we fixed things right? She asked. Yes we fixed things, I said easily, but were not exclusive so we can do stuff together or separately but I’m not stopping. I won’t lie, or cheat or sneak around. I warned you not to unleash this demon but you had to insist, now like it or not. If you’re not happy, you can always strike out on your own, no hard feelings. Oh, come on, she said feigning outrage. Coffee? I offered signaling the end of the conversation. She became petulant, no, I don’t want a coffee, she said irritated. Can I? I asked my tone silky. No, she snapped, I want you to leave. She said in a steadily cracking voice. Cool, I said turning to the door to let myself out. As I started stepping out the front door she shrilled for me to come back, I don’t mean it she conceeded. I came back in, my mood stoic. OK, you win but we’ll do it together because you know more people and a woman alone is not safe. OK I replied, now can I have that coffee, I have to leave soon, work tomorrow. She saluted me sarcastically and went into the kitchen.

The next day was the usual routines, management meetings that got nowhere, paperwork, staff meetings, scheduling until the dayshift went home. I had long since changed jobs and found myself in middle management of a prestigious company. My shifts were 12 hours per day three on three off and straddled two shifts. I mentioned this because night shift girls were always looking for sex on their breaks. The usual girls would pass by the station to see if I was on duty because I was always happy to scratch their itch in the back office. Seeing as they had staggered breaktimes I could usually see at least one on my day shift but as many as three on the evening shift without the girls bumping heads or us having open orgies. Through it all, I never used a single condom. After organizing the rotation, I took my usual leave to the back office. As usual Donna was first, she was a tall, slim, western woman that wore her long, greying, light brown hair over her shoulders. She was on the wrong side of thirty-five and looked every day of it. Her face was not pretty but her eyes were warm and soft, and she could kiss like nobody’s business. Donna could also give a world class blowjob and worked her sharp tongue around my junk like no other woman ever did. All that aside, her body was very used and was on its way to becoming a sagging heap of flesh. Our routine was well established, she would knock lightly at the door, and I would unlock it allowing her in. She would strip naked and let me fondle her soft round ass, I’d remove my pants, and we would settle onto a pile of winter coats and give each other oral sex. Her labia were long and fleshy from bearing children, she had four and it showed in the warn out look of her pussy. It smelled and tasted as nice as any other pussy I had gone down on and oh the way she licked my balls! When we tired of tasting each other, I rolled her over on her belly, her small tits were in amazing shape for the amount of wear they had gone through, but I was an ass man. As usual, I would kiss her down both sides of her crack and she would moan deeply as I went down between her thighs and licked her wet, shaved pussy, then I’d mount her, Donna was really cool, and I could fuck her in either hole and she’d dig it. On days when I was seeing only her, I’d slam it up asshole until I’d spray cum into her but on days that I’d be balling one gal after another, out of consideration for the other girls hygiene and my ability to satisfy them all, I’d fuck her pussy as her twat was so used up, I may as well be fucking a pillow but I’d make her cum and hold her for a while before she’d have to get dressed, call her husband at home and go back to work. She was all I had time for that day and my relief showed up soon after and my day was over. My week was more or less routine.

Then came the end of my last shift, I needed a hot shower and a change of clothes. I went home and got both of those things squared away, clean and fresh, I went to the little tea shop down from my place for some strong European coffee and to chat with the owner who was a friend and knew more about pastry than I ever will. About an hour later, I was going to return home and plan the rest of my evening when I ran into Mary, a tall ginger woman, quite pretty with peaches and cream complexion and a good body for a ginger. She was an engineer where I was working and greeted me as soon as she saw me. Mary was always kind and friendly but very frank and honest. I walked with her for a while and passed in front of my apartment. I told her that I was home and asked if she wanted to come up. She smiled sweetly and said, what a coincidence, I’m around the corner and across the street from here. I asked if she wanted me to walk her home and again she smiled and said, how am I supposed to fuck your brains out if you don’t? I smiled back and took her hand in mine as we went to her place.

Chapter 3

That morning when I got to my small apartment the phone was ringing. I answered, it was Teri, where were you all night? I countered with, where were you? Ugh! She replied, no seriously where were you? Not that its any of your business but I just now got back from a date. All night?? It must have been some date. It was time to put a stop to this, so I replied, Teri you wanted to do this, and I agreed, what I do and with who is not a topic to dwell on, as you so eloquently informed me, we’re not married. I’ll say this, it went well, how was your night. Ugh, well Sandra fixed me up with a guy, you think her friend Sam is ugly! And he was fat to, not to mention cheap he wanted to go Dutch for coffee. Imagine that? Coffee, not even dessert. Oh, I said, sorry to hear it. Did you dump him? Oh, get this, he asked me to go driving with him, I figured the night might not be a waste of time after all. He wadded to his car with me, what a piece of junk. It was so old that the upholstery was all cracked so was the steering wheel, it looked like the rust was the only thing holding that wreck together. He drove me to a park nearby and tried to kiss me. Lucky girl, I said, a giggle in the tone of my voice. Oh, funny man. She groused. I had to push him off yech my hands sunk into his fat body.       He got mad and sulked silently, he started the car and dropped me on the corner of my street. He was fuming when he stopped the car, get out and walk, he demanded and drove off before I closed the car door. Sorry about that, I said not feeling it. Do you want to come over? I mean if you’re not too tired from last night. I weighed my next words carefully. Jealousy does not look good on you luv; green is not your colour. I’ll be there in an hour or so. She sighed, I guess you need a shower she began when I cut in, no but a change of clothes and a hot cup of coffee are definitely in order. I’ll see you in an hour thereabouts. I hung up the phone and put the kettle on, the phone rang again, what now, I bitched in the empty apartment.  I answered the beige contempra phone. It was my former wife; Hi honey how are you. I was more surprised than anything else to hear this voice from my past. How did you get my number? I asked honestly surprised. You’re in the book sweetheart. Ok Jill you can knock off the sweethearts and honeys, that’s behind us now. What do you want? Tony misses you and so do I we want you to come home. The sound of our little boys name lanced my heart, but it was Jill that told me to get lost for another guy and that was almost two years gone by. I had changed. It wasn’t my fault that she changed back, and it certainly was not our son’s. But Tony was so young that he’d likely forgotten me by then. What home Jill, we left home behind us along with our marriage and family. I’ll never come back Jill not for anyone, I’m not the same guy that I was then. OK you’re not ready, I was really mean to you, I understand. But what about Tony? What about him, both of you are in my past now. You were abundantly clear when you shattered our lives. If you need help, I’ll be happy to send you money for him. She sounded on the verge of tears when she said: money is not my husband or Tony’s dad. Jill, you did so much damage when you left and even before that, you left me crushed.  Remember, move on? A sob came over the phone, I know I was an ass and I was wrong but you turned me into a whore, I wasn’t in my right mind. Getting pissed off in spite of myself I retorted, you were a whore from the get-go. You think I didn’t know about you and your “platonic friend.” Just because you were scared to get your cherry popped doesn’t make you a virgin. I know that you to used to sleep naked together, I know he put his cock in you’re cunt to the limit   before your cherry would start feeling his cock head then you’d stop him. How many other guts got to go on a trial run before me. A gasp scratched over the phone; how did you know? When did you find out? Long after we were married, Sandra told me all about it. Oh, that bitch, Jill rasped over the phone. That’s when I took up with Rosie, how did you deal with that? Oh yeah, you had unprotected intercourse with her friend to get me back. I didn’t turn you into anything, I just found a way to live with it.  She started to cry now and blubber, when I finally got a word in, I told her that I had to go and hung up while she was blabbering. Wanting nothing more than a bit of peace, I pulled the phone jack out of the wall and made myself a coffee. I sat the porcelain cup on my table and stripped to my underwear. After I drank the tepid beverage, I detected a touch of ripeness under my arms so I washed my pits and used a good deodorant, put on fresh clothes and left for Teri’s place.  When I pulled into her driveway, she was waiting at the door. I thought you’d never get here, she smiled. I could smell strong coffee, on the table was a pot of boiling liquid and a huge plate of my favorite pastries, chocolate/orange Danish. It was clearly a dual-purpose greeting. She wanted to suck up to me and hoped I would gain weight so she could gain power in our relationship.

I chuckled, nice spread, I said grabbing a seat, Teri poured a cup of coffee for me and nudged the late of Danish closer to me. Back in those days my metabolism was so high that I could live on junk and never gain an ounce. I took one heavy crescent, my time with Pushpa had left my famished, I guess I should have eaten with her.  So, what’s up buttercup? I asked taking a bite out of the layered bread. She sat close to but angled to me so we could be face to face. She was a dewy eyed and asked why I was late. Long ago, I decided not to lie to my partners, so I was honest. I told her that my ex-wife had tracked me down and wanted me to come back. She was clearly taken aback by the news and asked me what I was going to do. I’m here, right? That’s true, she conceded, if you wanted her you wouldn’t be here. She is history and that’s where she will stay as far as I am concerned. Teri exhaled and relaxed visibly. Well, she began, this situation did not go as I thought it would. Are you still with me? I guess that depends on how you expect me to be with you now that you had one bad date. You didn’t give me a chance to go over our options, you just made a random hookup. She got pissy, oh, and now you’re mad and going to punish me, tell me mister just how many girls were you with while we were apart? We weren’t apart that long, I only had three others. Now she really got pissed, keep your details to yourself she demanded. Do you want to be with me or no, she demanded. If we keep our relationship open, I’m in but remember about all the bullshit you pulled when we were exclusive, I’m happy to help you if you let me but if you want to go it alone, don’t cry to me when you get our knocks. And I don’t want to be exclusive anymore, its too hard. Hard? Hard, your body is hard like rock and so heavy for your size, are you even human? I skirted her stupid outburst by telling her about the information I got the week before. She actually seemed to like what I was saying. Oh, I’m turned on, she said, and I reached for her. Can you do it in my ass again, I never thought I’d say that but I just the thought makes me wet. With a knowing smile, I draped her over the arm of her sofa. In a second, her skirt was over her back, her satin panties were around her ankles and my face was up her ass. She started to moan as I rimmed her tight hole, and her thighs began to tremble. I stood up from my crouch dropping my pants at the dame time. There was just the slightest smell of Pushpa’s perfume on my underwear as I dropped them, Teri was too excited to notice. The first few pushes were tentative until her sphincter allowed my cock to enter, a few strokes in she began to repeat over and over, yes do it to me, do it there oh yes cum in there. I began thrusting up her ass in earnest saying, you like this you little whore. You want it up your ass bitch, here take it, take it slut. Soon her breath became laboured and ragged and she creamed, you horny bastard, fuck youuu. Fer body tightened and then spasmed, then she collapsed on the bed a breathless pile of heaving flesh. Of course, by then she was useless for fucking and would be for the rest of the night. I didn’t cum and wouldn’t cum with her now. That was cool I knew that I’d bed at least one gal by the end of the night so I pulled up my drawers and got dressed. I went into her kitchen and made a coffee and eventually, she was able to drag herself off the sofa and into the kitchen.  Her smile went from ear to ear, that was great, she said wabbling to the table. Coffee? I asked needlessly, she glanced up at me and took the offered cup. What are you up to today she asked hopefully. Well, I started, from here, I’m going to the gym, then home to do laundry and take care of a few personal things. Where’s your gym bag, she asked suspiciously. A displeased frown formed on my face. I already told you love; green is not your color. My gym bag is in the trunk of my car and unless you want to come to my place and do my laundry for me, I have to do that too. Its just one of those mundane but necessary details of bachelorhood. She smiled wryly but accepted my reasoning. I may not look good in green but there are too many bitches out there that want to sink their claws into you, my friends included. So excuse me for keeping an eye out. I exhaled deeply, whatever, I said. OK so what would you like to try next? What? She asked trying to dodge the subject, what form of swinging? Oh that, well I kind of changed my mind on that whole thing. She tried to distance herself from the mess that she created but didn’t want to leave. Well, there are two of us in this friendship and I didn’t change my mind. We’re more than just friends, Teri quipped, desperation showing in her eyes. Look Teri were not exclusive anymore and that’s on you. If you want to go your own way so be it but if we are together we are swingers. But I don’t want to, she said almost child like. You don’t have to but keep your nose out of my business because its my turn to act like a kid in a candy store to put it in your own words. Oh, come on she intoned. No Teri you drove me round the bend with your stupid nonsense and now you got to put up or shut up. OK, I’ll do what you want but I want to see you more often. OK, I said four times a week OK by you? Yes, she said I drained my cup kissed her and tried to leave. She kept stopping me at one point she actually grabbed my wrist. She cost me another half hour but I finally got out.

My laundry was already clean and put away and in reality, I didn’t need to work out for two more days, I just wanted to get away from that scatterbrained woman. Getting rid of her permanently promised to be a sticky and unpleasant undertaking but for now she had her uses so I put that out of my mind as I parked my car and went into my apartment to shower and freshen up before I went out to find a fuck buddy, or two. I started out for a long walk, I used to leg press 1170lbs back then, so a ten-mile walk was just a nice stretch of my legs. I passed by several outdoor bars and bistros, nothing promising there so I took a chance in an indoor club and had to leave because a paunchy French woman kept following me chatting, I sat at the bar, she followed, I went to a table, there she was. I started to leave, and she tried again, I turned to her and said, I’m not interested, rather more harshly than I intended. She looked stricken and hurt but at least he went away. I thought, why am I wasting my precious time off, I only had one weekend out of six in those days, so I was thinking literally. I decided to go to that T-girl club and look into my other side. I’d been curious for years and I was single, why not? I got to the street and turned to the direction of home to get my car. I’d gone a few blocks when I came face to face with the most beautiful mature I’d ever seen. She was easily older than Teri but pretty, beautiful dancing grey eyes and a slender, tight body with an ass do die for. And she was looking right at me. At first I thought she was a prostitute as she boldly came up to me, but she wasn’t. She placed both delicate hands on my pecs and ran them down my body, her eyes mischievous now. Finalment un homme (finally a man) she said, I smiled and thanked her, then asked if she wanted a drink. I spoke English and so did she, heavily accented English. No, she said I want to fuck you all night, she replied. Her aggressiveness made me wary; I knew well the tricks and traps in the fleshpots of Montreal that could catch, rob and hurt or occasionally kill the gullible. Where? I asked looking directly in her eyes. My place, or anywhere you like but not your place. I’d never take a stranger to my place no matter how pretty or desirable. It was a few blocks from my car, and I told her if she wanted to wait, I’d come pick her up, she told me she wanted to walk with me. I agreed as my car was not parked near my place. I could tell that she was not a hooker, at least not a known one because we were passed by several police cars along the way, and they showed no interest in her or me. Even better, she showed no fear or anxiety at all when the blue and white cruisers passed. Before long, we arrived at my car, and I opened the door for her. I got in the driver seat and started the engine. No sooner than I pulled into the street the woman beside me put her hand between my legs and started to fondle my balls. So what’s your name I asked between affectionate squeezes of my personal. I’m Daniel, don’t tell me your’s, I will call you my stallion. I was going to take her to a really nice motel across town but given the circumstances anyplace would do. He was so frisky that I don’t know how I didn’t crash the car but I stopped at a hostel and before long we were in a seedy room with no toilet facilities of any kind, just a bed. That was all she needed. We tore at each other clothing until we were both naked, I lifted her bare body up and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her thighs around my middle. Daniel was surprisingly heavy for such a well made woman but then she was very muscular and hard bodied. We tongue kissed and then I kissed and sucked her nipples until they were hard, pink points then I moved down her slim body kissing her firm belly, her navel and she sighed deeply as my lips caressed the light, blonde down of her pubic hair. She hopped off and started to lead me to the bed. She turned from me and stripped the bed down to he sheet. Her ass was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Firm, tight, apple shaped and sadly, off limits. She wouldn’t let me caress it, open it or even kiss it. She lay on her back and invited me to her, hey, I wasn’t going to argue.

Once on the bed we did the 69 gently devouring each others sex when we were both sloppy wet I settled between her strong thighs and melded into her body. She moaned deeply as my organ slid deeper and deeper inside her sweet pussy. We were both strong and in no time we were tearing up that bed and rutting like animals. Suddenly, she said, look at what you’re doing to me. What are you doing? Look what you’re doing. That drove me nuts and I began to slam my lower body into hers, I was beyond balls deep, I was so deep it hurt and then she screamed so loud it made my brain pop but that was OK because my small head popped to and I also screamed as the biggest and fullest orgasm I had in my life exploded deep inside her. We collapsed into a breathless, sweaty pile of arms and legs. We overestimated each other because after that, neither of us needed any more sex that night. Ahh, your good, she breathed calmly. I smiled happily, once again I failed to disappoint. We gave each other the message that our date was over and got dressed. On the way, I said something a never did. I asked to see her again, I was deeply impressed with her. Her reply was ambivalent when she told me that she was always in the area, and I should feel free to approach her anytime. Then I got it. She used me for revenge sex. In spite of the crappy situation, I was complimented. A woman used me for sex wow. It was the first time but not the last time this would happen.

Chapter 2

I couldn’t use the same service I’d used with Jill, neither they nor any other such service reopened since. Anthony was out of the question as he was in a relationship with a woman, and I no longer felt about him the way I once did. With a little digging and a lot of networking, I found a swingers group, a swingers club and the location and times where dogging could be done without worry about cops breaking up the party. This took me about a week but by the time I got back with the news Teri already had a date, with another guy so I held back the information I had gathered, and we decided to see each other in a week. I wished her well, took my leave and put myself back in circulation. My first order of business was to be sure that anybody I would see would put out on the first date. I had no use for people that wanted to be all feelings and get to know you for a week before going on a hammock ride with me. Yes, I said people because I had slowly, over time felt the desire to be with other men as well as women sexually. I fully intended to explore that part of myself while I was single and had the choice. I was seriously attracted to trans women and took the time for my own self to find where they congregated. I literally fell into that milieux when I ran into a transvestite literally out of the blue, I noticed “her” and she asked if I was interested, I wasn’t, I found “her” to be gross but “she” would know where they hung out and where to meet them socially. I invited “her” to have a drink and oh the dirty looks and expressions of disgust I got when we entered a bistro, and I ordered two glasses of wine. The TV kept making sexual innuendos and asked me back to “her” place several times so it was hard for me to keep “her” in the moment, but I got the names of three clubs that these people frequented. One was only across the street from where we sat and the other two were across town on the east side. With that, I thanked her tossed a twenty on the table and took my leave. “She” cursed at me until I was out of ear shot. If I was going to cross that line, I didn’t want to spend the adventure puking.

Knowing where to go was only part of the problem, I had spent my life as a straight man, walking into a place like that may well change me forever. Those feelings and fears of the unknown made me hesitate. At nine PM it was still very early so I decided to go to a hotel bar and have a drink to make sense of the turmoil going on inside. I sat at the bar and ordered a triple bourbon straight up and listened to the soft piano music as I nursed the deep amber liquid. It wasn’t long before a slender, very exotic looking east Indian woman sat on the stool next to me. Hi, I’m Pushpa she said smiling, do you have a light? Sorry, I don’t smoke, I replied knowing what was going on. Neither do I she smiled but it’s a great way to break the ice. What do you do? She asked pleasantly. I think out of all the questions I hated most was do you have kids and what do you do. I let the question hang for a moment as I thought about my reply. I always wanted to screw an east Indian girl, so I decided to stop the beating around the bush. I turned to her sipping on my overpriced beverage and replied in a warm but sober tone. I don’t think its as much about what I do than it is what you do. To answer your question, I can afford a room here and I can afford you too, would you like a drink here or champagne and strawberries in one of the rooms here. She looked shocked, so used to men being intimidated or looking for bottom dollar sales. It depends what you want, she began, I stopped her right there. Its so uncouth to talk money over drinks, don’t you think? For all I knew she was an undercover cop looking for an easy bust. I’d like you to spend the night, either you want to, or you can leave, I’m good either way. She thought about it and pressed me, wouldn’t you be happier if I stayed on hour or two? I won’t char, I stopped her their, no money talk at the table. Stay or leave but if you stay you spend the night. Can you give me a minute, I need to make a call. It’s a free country, I replied turning back to my drink. She walked away, nice ass, I remarked as she made her way to the bank of pay phones in the hotel lobby. Back then, cell phones were still science fiction. It wasn’t long before Pushpa returned and asked if I was serious about the champagne and strawberries. I said that I was, and she said OK then, but if you don’t have money I will kick up a fuss like you will never forget. Fair enough, I replied and got off the tall bench, toke her arm in mine and walked her to the front desk. The girl was the color of rich molasses and I was dressed in every day attire so when we got to the desk the booking clerk looked down her nose at us, she clearly knew what my companion was up to. “We don’t rent by the hour here. She said dismissively and I asked for the manager. He was a skinny, nervous looking man with a French accent, I told him of his clerks rudeness and presumptive attitude and demanded that he rent me a room. He proffered the desk clerk with a sidelong glance that clearly betrayed his peevishness with the woman, and he not only rented me the room but gave me a free upgrade to the bridal suite. I handed him a credit card for a hold but paid my bill in advance in cash. After I asked the manager to send up the fruit and wine in two hours, both Pushpa and the hotel manager were surprised and impressed by my demeanor, professional attitude and let’s be honest: money.

My escort was silent until, we got in the elevator, and she blurted you’re rich and I can see powerful, I bet that bitch gets fired. When there is nothing constructive to say so I said nothing. We got to the bridal suite and I invited my date to help herself to the amenities while I freshened up. When I came back Pushpa was on the bed which she had already turned down. Her rich dark brown skin almost glowed in the soft lighting. Her body was amazing her tits were huge, round and firm enough to bounce a quarter off of, her belly was flat and showed only a faint hint of a six pack, her hips sloped ever so gently only the palms of her hansa bd soles of her feet were lightly colored. She smiled at me with perfect teeth and lifted one slender thigh exposing her dark, bushy pussy. See anything you like? I smiled and started for the bed. She slammed her thighs shut in a flash. OK Mr. Big stuff, now you know I’m not a cop, now we talk money three hundred in cash right now or I start screaming. Only 300? I asked shocked at the reasonable price, she was definitely new at this. Here, I said throwing three-hundred-dollar bills on the bed. She quickly snatched them up and stuffed them in her small purse. That’s not nearly enough, tomorrow morning before you leave I will give you this if I really enjoy your company. I held up another 3 hundreds, her brown eyes went wide, and I put the money away and placed it far enough from the bed so that she couldn’t fleece it and joined her in bed. The whore then pulled a rubber out from under her pillow and said, I have a boyfriend so…Not tonight you don’t I countered snatching the condom and tossing it. She looked unhappy and retorted, I don’t like that she murmured. I kissed her on the lips a lay her on the bed. I parted her dark slender thighs and went down on her muff. Pushpa moaned; it was freaky the way her dark brown labia gave way to her bright pink insides. When my member became hard and started to throb I mounted her. I was surprised after all the attention I had given her that she was still so tight a fit, not as tight as Teri but still a challenge. She groaned loudly as I pushed past her resistance and entered her. She began to undulate her lower body in an effort to dislodge my cock so I reached under and grabbed her dark brown ass holding her fast as I pounded my meat deeper and deeper into her. Tears rolled down her face and a thin animal scream escaped her throat, and I began to speed up the tempo. Don’t cum, don’t cum in me don’t. Suddenly she felt the strong deep splashes of hot sperm filling her insides. She shut up, her head turned sharply to the side and when I finally finished I rolled off of her catching my breath. Why did you do that? She demanded just as there was a knock at the door. Ah, room service, I said and donned a thick white bathrobe thoughtfully provided by the hotel and answered the door. I signed for the bill and tipped the porter twenty bucks and he smiled and left. I poured two tulips of champagne and offered the confused whore the dish of strawberries and told her that the strawberries contrast beautifully with the champagne. She reached for a small fruit with her delicate brown hand and nibbled at it. I then passed her a glass tulip and she sipped the wine, giggling as the bubbles teased her nose. Why did you cum in me, I told you not to. I sipped at my tulip deciding how I would answer the somewhat peevish lover. I placed the delicate glass on a nearby dresser and told her, because I could, you decided to come here, you decided to demand money and you were aware what you were selling and what I was buying. If you’re not happy you are free to take your money and leave, you can even have another glass of champagne. Or you can stay and honor your commitment and after breakfast tomorrow you can gather the rest of your money and leave but whatever you do, stop complaining. There’s a good reason that I am not married, I hate bitching. Pushpa was taken aback by my honest and straightforward demeanor but she landed on her feet. She smiled and asked if dinner was included. I smiled and said, well see. As it turned out my sex date did become my dinner date, she was dressed OK but her attire was not appropriate for any high end restaurant I knew so I asked if she ate meat. She did so I gave her the choice between teak, deli or Italian. She choose steak so, I asked if she preferred roast beef or wanted steak. She wanted steak so I brought her to an unpretentious little place I knew for fillet Mangion with all the trimmings, cocktails, wine and Irish coffee and cheese cake for dessert. After dinner we strolled down the boulevard, the evening still had that hot smell from the days heat. This is the kind of date that every girl dreams of, you’re handsome, obviously educated and not poor, why me? I mean any girl would die for this. Not any girl, lets just enjoy tonight, I said and we soon circled around and got to my car. I was getting tired when we got back to the hotel, Puspa said, did you notice? Notice what? I asked not really caring. Queen bitch is not there anymore. Oh, maybe she’s off shift, I offered still not caring. No, her shift always ends at ten thirty, its not even nine, I bet her stuck up ass got fired. Sucks to be her, I said, and we stepped into the elevator laughing.

Pushpa wanted to use the washroom and take a shower and was I happy that our suite came with two bathrooms. When she left, I called room service and ordered a continental breakfast to be served at nine o’clock the next morning. Room service informed me that breakfast would be compted because it was the bridal suite. I thanked the operator and hung up. When I was done I was happy to see Puspa was in bed naked flipping through the television channels. You want to watch anything? Just you I said doffing my own clothes. She wrapped her slender arms around my neck and we began to kiss, I loved the feel of the soft skin of her neck under my lips. She began to breath hard and I moved my mouth downwards kissing her surprisingly large breasts for such a diminutive girl and nipped at her hard, black nipples. She quipped sweetly and I kissed her ear telling her to relax and I started to massage her, kissing down the length of her spine simultaneously.  When I reached her tight, round deep brown buttocks, I gently spread them and wet her tight asshole with my tongue. By now she was going crazy and pumping her pretty ass up and down on my face as her pussy drooled with cum.  My cock was so hard that it hurt, and I lay on my side pulling her with me. When we were fully side-saddle I pushed my hardon between her tight ass cheeks and started to push my cock up her ass. Not that I felt I had to, this woman was only not so cheap help but I liked to make a good showing of myself regardless of who I was with. She began to quip about what I was doing, he didn’t do that, pleas don’t hurt me. Before she was done, my dick was balls deep up her ass and I rolled over pinning Pushpa beneath me. I began to pump it up her bung hole and within seconds her tone changed to Oh, oh, oh, fuck ahh, no, no I can’t. Oh, oh God I’m Cuming oh fuck, fuck, oh fuck you. At that moment I blasted my own cum up her ass and she screamed then fell to the bed in a heap of panting flesh. It was a pretty good workout for me as well, I got off of her sweaty body and lay on the bed breathing deeply. How did you do that? She asked, I get that a lot, I said smiling. She smiled tiredly snuggled close to me I love you, she whispered and in no time she was fast asleep. The next morning, I got her up, she was disheveled but still pretty. I guided her to the table where a breakfast of toast, coffee, Danish, bagels, cream cheese, orange juice and croissants. There was 4-hundred-dollar bills on her side of the table. Have a nice breakfast before you leave, thanks it was fun. I said preparing to leave. No, don’t leave, eat with me. You’ve been paid, if I extend this it would be a date, I replied. She tilted her head, her expression unreadable, so? What would be so wrong with that? She said pointedly, a little too pointedly for my comfort. Well, I’m not attached but you have a boyfriend Her eyes got serious, her tone dismissive, what about him?  We’re not married or committed; I can do as I like. I sat at the small table and poured myself a cup of black coffee. OK, I’m in no rush but we must be out by 11. That’s fine, she replied. I sat uncomfortably on the hard straight chair, and she took a cheese Danish from the platter and took a nibble. I don’t bullshit when I talk. I told you I loved you last night and I still do, I’ve never met anyone like you. I want to marry you and give you kids. I wish I could say I was surprised but this was expected. Normal women usually either wanted to marry me or couldn’t wait to be rid of me, most of them couldn’t keep up with me in or out of bed. I smiled, reached over and patted her hand. Sorry hon but I’m staying single for the next while. She looked pensive and said, things change she said, they change all the time. I reached over and she prepared for a passionate kiss, to her dismay I gave her a friendly peck on the cheek and said, goodbye. Then fuck off! Pushpa said angrily, so I did. 

                                                                                Book 2 Teri

It was about a year after Jill and I broke up that I met Teri at a party, she was a divorcee around ten years my senior. I was in the best shape of my life and had remained celibate all the while. The fact that she was so much older would not be an issue if things didn’t get serious. As to her physical appearance she was not what I’d call pretty but she was not ugly either, though she did look her age. As to her body, when I finally got to see her naked, I was pleasantly surprised. Where I had expected droopy breasts, a saggy ass and a road map of veins and wrinkles, she had small but very pert boobs, smooth skin, a flat belly and a small tight ass that was only a touch boyish. The only thing that I didn’t find all that attractive was her child bearing hips, they didn’t look great on such a slender woman. During the sex phase of our second date, she kept her small ass firmly planted on the mattress, she wouldn’t even let me put my hand under her to feel it. Now being a died in the wool ass man, I determined to get to the bottom of why (pun intended) and fix it so that we could both enjoy a fuller sex life.

The next day rather than a happy go lucky date I took Teri to a quiet place where we could have drinks and dinner without having to run all over the place. After Sid, the owner, chided me for not coming around enough for his liking he gave me a warm hug and left us to our devices, I gently probed the older woman indirectly for why she was so anxious during sex. Now bear in mind that I was only 27 at the time with only my marriage to Jill as a frame of reference and that was mostly sex and booze and fun until she left me suddenly. I had no idea what would happen when a woman pushing forty would open up. I instantly regretted probing her. She began to gush with everything her ex-husband of 12 years had done. After hours of babbling, I finally got the nugget that explained why there was a broom stick up her ass. From what I understood, her hubby got tired of the same old thing after 11 years of marriage and he did not cheat on her. Instead, he wanted anal sex, she tried but from what I gathered he was not a man of any great knowledge or experience in bed and as such he hurt her. She pulled away from him and refused to ever let him do that again. As I said, he had no real knowledge, so instead of backing off and revisiting the situation when she felt better, he tossed her over and when she was face down he raped her up the ass, tearing her in the process. She screamed that he was hurting her to which he answered, “no I’m not” and callously continuing to rape her anally until he flooded her colin with cum. For months he would continue doing that to her until Teri stopped sleeping with him and would not let him anywhere around her. He met another woman and started to cheat on his wife and that led to their divorce soon after.

No kidding she wouldn’t shut up about her ex the whole evening and all through the drive to her place. Eventually I got her quiet enough to say goodnight, but I knew how to get her out of her funk, at least sexually. Her pussy was as tight as I have ever used, I could not believe how much trouble I had penetrating her. I had three virgins in my life and not one was as tight as Teri that had been married for 12 years. She was tough as nails though and never complained except for the first time when she asked me not to knock her up. True, that was an anti climax but I took ever caution not to cum in her. That issue was soon put to bed when she saw a gyno and got on birth control within two weeks. As careful as we were being, we both knew that an accidental pregnancy was waiting to happen. Eventually she relaxed with me enough to be more permissive with her body and after getting her used to fucking side saddle from behind then it was time. I knew what I was doing and was able to easily penetrate almost any woman’s asshole painlessly. After prepping her ass, I entered her and we both had a screaming orgasm after which she turned to me and asked, “how did you do that? Can you always do that?” I smiled tiredly and assured her that indeed I could. Things went on like this for about three months and then she started talking about wanting to play the field. Honestly, I was thinking about moving on anyway and wished her all the best. Suddenly her tone changed, and she told me that she was just mussing and wasn’t serious and asked me to stay. I was in no rush, so I agreed to stay without conditions.

Well, it came up again and again in the ensuing weeks, so I sat her down and told her how I felt. I was not interested in being with someone that continually nudged and unsettled me. If she wanted out she could go, I wasn’t stopping her. I told her that she was right and we were not married so we could both play the field but in my time when I put myself out there it was never longer than one day before some gal would grab me but if she could keep me was unlikely. I wasn’t looking for anything serious for several years and decided not to settle down again until I was at least 35 years old. Teri got her panties in a bunch and demanded I stopped bragging and get to the point. So, I did, I told her that in all likelihood that I would not have time for her once I started dating again. She was really put out by this and snapped; I don’t need your details. Once she calmed down, she said I really want to experience what the world has to offer, I was a virgin when I married my husband. It’s so good with you though that I want you to stay. I sat back on her sofa and said, if I’m hearing you right, you want to have sex with other people and hang on to me, does that sound about right? She had a look on her face like a deer in the headlights. Yes, she croaked visibly embarrassed and blushing. OK, I understand I replied reassuringly. She calmed down and looked at me attentively. There is only one way that a relationship like that can survive. Have you ever heard of swinging? Yes, I lived in the northern states they’re all over the place. Well, that’s what we’d have to do in order to remain a couple as you explore the things you want to explore. She asked me to explain the lifestyle and I did. I explained about open couples that allow dating with people outside the relationship, couple swapping, dogging, adult theater free use, gang bangs, 3sums, orgies and adult parties. When I was done she looked stunned but asked me how I knew so much. I explained that she was not the only woman on earth that was sexually repressed and wanted freedom from societal norms yet wanted to maintain their existing relationships. Can we do that? She asked haltingly. I said we could try but wanted to know what segments of the lifestyle she wanted to try, she replied, all. I then laid down my ground rules. As she pointed out we were not married so if she got pregnant she was on her own. VD was always a risk and I expected her do deal with any infections with the same grace I would. Jealousy and judgement was off the table for both of us. And finally, if either of us fell in love with another we should be honest and gentle with the other. She winced visibly at the last rule but it was the most important rule of them all.

And our journey began.

               The birth of a cuckold book 2 chapter

I was tipsy and exhausted and was in a dead sleep before my head hit the pillow. Jill not so much, as she told me later that all the sex and stimulation made it hard for her to sleep. She eventually gave up and got out of bed and took off that dreadful makeup, took a shower and made herself toast and coffee as I slept. I got up much later and happily found Jill looking once again like the woman I married. I gave her a big smile and a small kiss, not sure if she was still sore at me. She returned both and I felt at ease for the first time in days.

OK, so you want to tell me about it. She smiled at me mischievously, what? She said giggling, I proffered a wry smile. OK, I know that grin, it’s your way of telling me that you don’t feel like being teased. Doll, if you were wearing my head you wouldn’t feel like it either, I said enduring a blinding hangover. So, who told you to drink like that? She mocked, clearly in a buggy mood. I could have given her a good retort, several in fact. Instead, I sauntered up to the kitchen counter and poured myself a cup of joe, reached into the upper cabinet and rummaged around until I found the bottle of aspirin. I dry swallowed a few pills and took a drink of the hot, bitter coffee. OK, I said pulling a steel kitchen chair out from its place at the small, Formica table, OK, lets have it. I said as I waited for the pain relievers to take affect.

Jill smiled and peered into her coffee cup as she slowly swished the milky liquid around. It wasn’t the most sex I had in one day, not even as many sexual partners but it was close. In the early part of the day there were mostly old men, pensioners wanting blowjobs. I made hundreds on those guys but it would have been more if I was willing to do them in an ally but it was either in a private room or a car, I didn’t need to get arrested, so a lot of them moved on. There were a lot of losers looking for bargain basement pussy because I was daytime hooking. I left those guys and moved on. Around supper time things got better, guys not home with their families either hated them or didn’t have one.  They were serious about the girls they wanted and were not stingy: especially when they found the girl they wanted. True, they were mostly overweight and homely but they had cash and most of them were sweet. One guy changed his mind and wanted anal when we got to the room. I told him the price was two hundred and he gave me three and said, no rubber ok? I agreed and had him undress once he did that I was sure he wasn’t vice then I got naked too. I was not expecting his schlong to be so big; it was the biggest one I ever saw. I was scared but got in bed just the same. I tried to trick him into switching to regular intercourse, but he would not hear of it. He rolled me over roughly, take this” he said and spit on my asshole. No, I pleaded, and he shoved it up my ass as hard as he could, I screamed, and he wasn’t even half way in. You like that bitch! Here take more, and he crammed it in harder and deeper. I saw stars, I never believed that to be a thing, but my eyes exploded with bright spots. Here bitch, up your fuckin ass I screamed to the top of my lungs, up the ass, up the ass he droned on pushing and pushing until he was in balls deep. He was in my body so deep that I wanted to puke I screamed for help. I heard a mans voice at the seedy rooms door yelling, FUCK HER! The maniac on top of me knocked my head into the pillow and began to hump me. He hurt me so much that I could barely breathe let alone scream. I just lay there trying to relax as much as I could to limit the damage. It literally felt like he was ripping my asshole open. As he shagged without pity, without mercy all I could do is moan in pain. All through it he kept saying up your ass bitch. As he got closer to climax his thrusts became harder and faster and deeper, his last thrust slammed his crotch into my butt and screamed WHORE. The he started shooting his stuff up into my colon. No kidding, I felt my tonsils float so don’t ask what the dots are on my panties.

 Geeze I said, lucky you weren’t killed, he sounds like a dangerous person with a grudge against women. Are you OK, I mean do you need to go to the hospital? No thanks, I’ll be walking funny for a while and dripping back there but I’ll be alright. Aside from that I had three cream pies nothing unusual and the rest were blowjobs. That’s crazy I said, you could have been badly hurt, even killed, please don’t do that again. OK, she replied, you’re right it is dangerous.

We spent the rest of the day quietly, but something had changed, and I could feel it.  Jill must have been worn out by all the sexual activity, no matter how horny she was, or how vexed, she was still only human and had limits to how much her body could take. She stayed quietly at home for weeks, she was not only physically drained but drained inside. She kept to herself, I was worried about her health and mentioned that maybe she needed to be checked out. My wife told me that if her mood didn’t change, she would. It was a relief for both of us that she did not contract anything with that gang bang or her time on the streets. Not that we were sexually active, she was as aloof about sex as she was about everything else. She had not started throwing up so I doubted she was pregnant and she wasn’t as she’d be on the rag in another week.

No Jill was depressed, a natural reaction to allowing herself to be so basely used by all those men. I did what I could to try to cheer her up but to no avail. I began to go from concerned to worried as she seemed to withdraw farther and farther away. I began to seriously consider going to see a doctor for intervention. I’m by nature a procrastinator and this time I was glad for it. In less than a week, she bounced back. I feel strong again and I don’t hurt anymore. I was so relieved that I hugged her tight and let my relief flow out of me. Suddenly, I wanted to protect her and I told her so. I asked her not to return to fucking around, I had come as close to the edge as I cared to.

You can’t put me in a cake honey, I like how we live, I just need to keep control of every situation which means I must learn to say NO. But I’m not saying no to you anymore. With that we made love, well we tried to, even when she offered me her bottom, there was no resistance in my wife’s body, it was like fucking a brown paper bag and it had been weeks since she stopped, they reamed her out by overuse. She gave me a blowjob, but I never cared for those, it worked but eh. Over a hot cup of coffee, my wife explained that she was going to keep it one guy at a time, but I still want to go out. I’d hoped that you’d stop honey, eventually, you’ll tighten up again. Sorry sweetie bit I love big cocks and you don’t quite measure up so no, I want to go out. It really is possible to be hurt and offended while being turned on at the same time. OK, I conceded just be careful, I really don’t want you to get hurt again. Don’t worry, I won’t make the same mistakes. Little did I know at the time that she would make a bunch of new ones.

As time went on, we put Tony in daycare, when I was working, Jill was free to do as she pleased and boy did she, at one point she brought me a series of photos as a gift. They were nudes of my wife taken by another man! In some of them she was nude among two fully dressed black men. I thought you were going lo be more careful. I inquired wanting to jerk off. She giggled, they just took pictures of me, no fucking. Wow you’re tough! I said kissing her and jerking off to her porn right in front of her. Things continued like this until the day came when I got home to find Effie in my house taking care of Tony who was tear assing around the parlour. Where’s Jill I asked. Where do you think? Effie asked looking revolted, she’s out fucking a ni**er (sorry but in those days this word was often, and wrongly, used) You know about that? I asked shocked. Everybody knows about it, you poor man she’s cheating on you every time you go to work. Thanks’ sweetie, how much do I owe you. Nothing, she said getting ready to leave. Oh, come on, take something. I said feeling bad about a fifteen-year-old pitying me. OK she soothed and in a second, she had me in a grip and was kissing me tightly on the mouth. As soon as the shock subsided it dawned on me that I had to get her off me and out the door, I was 23 and she was 15 this had to stop. Despite the very real temptation to follow where she led, I was nearly ten years older, and I had to end it then and there. I pulled her off and led her to the door and said thanks’ Effie have a great night. She looked hurt and I shut the door. Ill stayed away all night and I only saw her the next night. I was surprisingly unphased by this. The next evening when I saw my wife, she looked pissed off.

What happened between you and Effie? She refused to look after the baby because you threw her out yesterday. I told her frankly what had happened and told her honestly that it was hard for me to do what I did. With that, Jill took a deep breath and said, I believe you. It’s not your fault, Her’s either she’s just a kid and was lucky it was you and not some trashy guy that would take advantage of her. While were at it honey, everyone up and down know what you’re up to and they think I’m the innocent one. It doesn’t matter now, she replied. I found the guy I want to have a baby with, and I want to move in with him, like I did with Anthony. Wow! That was fast, anyone I know? No, he doesn’t live on this block. Is he black? I asked now that I knew he lived elsewhere? Yes, this is what you brought me here for. Look, with nobody to look after Tony, it will be just easier if I take him to live with us while were domestic, she said smiling. I needed my job so I couldn’t stay home for Tony, it felt funny to me but at that point, I just didn’t care anymore. OK, do what you think is best and let’s get together soon so I can meet this guy. How well do you know him anyway? Well, we’ve been sleeping together for a few weeks and its just him so well. Its hard for us to be apart, even this is hard for us.

OK, I said, it seems that you guys are in love and its great to have a baby, are you planning to come back at eight months along? She shrugged and said, I haven’t thought that far ahead. I’ll call you soon and we can talk then. I got to go; George is waiting for me. With that she packed up a few of Tony’s toys and things, bundled up the baby and left. It was the last time I ever saw him again. A week later she called me and told me it was over for us she was deeply in love, and I should move on. I tried to talk her out of it, at least a face to face but only because it was good form. We had come to the end of our road and we both knew it. I said goodbye and hung up the phone with no more emotion than if I broke wind at the wrong time. I broke our lease after selling off our old stuff and moved out on my own.

                                      Epilogue

This was not meant as a cautionary tale, shit happens and when you go too far out on a limb, you can and mostly will fall, be ready for it. This story lasts from the mid 70’s and into the mid 80’s at which time we divorced amicably. Some time later, Jill with 2 children at that point, wanted to come back but I no longer loved her or wanted her in my life, I had moved on.

The End

               The birth of a cuckold book 2 chapter 4

The next day Jill Tony and I packed up our picnic lunch yeah and headed out to the biggest greenest park in the area. Little Tony was in his stroller the lunch hanging off the handles in a shopping bag and my wife and I linked arms as we left the apartment. In those days, we didn't have a car and as such had to take the bus. We made it about three apartment buildings down the street and two guys strode out of the courtyard and one of them embraced my wide and kissed her on the mouth right in front of me. He wrapped one long arm around her shoulder and began to guide her to one of the apartments. “She’ll see you tomorrow man.” He said very self assured as Jill looked at me with a what can you do expression. “Take Tony to the park, I’ll call you later and the three made their way into the building at the farthest corner of the courtyard where my wife disappeared. I wasn’t too happy at that moment, but it was no less than I expected. I took our son to the park and despite what Jill was up to kept crossing my mind and getting me horny, my son and I had a great afternoon. After which I took him for ice cream and then home to put him down and order a pizza, I also bought a six pack and a pound cake. I had long since given up on cable TV and bought my first VHS machine. So, I picked up a few movies at the same place. Otherwise, it would have been a long night. My wife didn’t call, I guess she was busy with those guys.

The next day, she had not returned or called. Getting anxious I went next door to have my neighbour’s teenage daughter keep an eye on my son and decided to look for her. We did all kinds of crazy things, but Jill never spent the night with anyone without calling me. Soon after I left my apartment an old neighbour approached me. “They took your wife eh?” Yes, I replied. Yesterday and I have not seen or heard from her since. “Yep, you’re the guy that lets the brothers around here fuck your wife?” Yes, we are an open couple, I replied feeling that I was going to get my answer to why Jill didn’t call. “You know that place is a trap house. There’s a gang of seven guys in that apartment. If I’m right she probably can’t walk or at least not straight.” So, she’s still there, I asked hopefully, he nodded and said, I’d like to ride her ass too, but I don’t think she will be in any shape to do much for a while when they’re done with her. I smiled and remarked you don’t know my wife. He chuckled and left. I went home to see if she had called in my absence, it was already three o’clock. When I got home Effie our neighbour told me she hadn’t called. My anxiety turned into full on worry. Effie said she could stay a while longer and I left the house but first I got the baseball bat out of my closet, gang or no, I was going to get my wife back. As I was crossing the courtyard, I saw my wife gingerly making her way down the last flight of stairs. Nobody is seeing you home I asked incredulous. No, they’re all asleep or high up there. All? I said, how many? Too many, she laughed, lets go home. She had a hard time keeping up a stride, but we got there. For the first time since I knew her, my wife had to hold the hand rail and groaned several ties as she ascended the staircase. When we got in Tony was up and in his baby swing. I gave Effie five bucks, thanked her and sent her home.

In our bedroom, I helped her to undress, what wasn’t stiff was scummy with semen and she had a weird smell that I couldn’t place. Her hair was all clotted and once she was naked I could see her body was covered in fingerprint bruises especially the top of her ass where men had pulled up her lower body to fuck her deeply and around her big tits. Her nipples were covered in nip and suck marks. My wife had clearly been passed around by a lot of guys. “I’m not up to anything now, she said. No doubt, I replied, I bet you didn’t sleep much last night. She smiled weakly, not at all. I had her sit in a towel lined chair and gave her a sponge bath as well as I could and then put her to bed. Jill fell into a dead sleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. The next morning was Monday and Jill had slept deeply through the night. I checked on her and found that she was breathing normally so I got ready and went to work. I was not overly concerned during the morning but did call at lunch to check on my wife. I waited for five rings before Jill answered the phone, she was still very groggy but assured me that she was sore and exhausted but otherwise OK. Effie would have been at school and would not be available for several hours if at all so I asked if I should come home early to care for Tony. She assured me that she could handle it and would take the baby in bed with her if she had to sleep. With that I joined my colleagues for lunch and some affable banter.

I rolled in around six that evening to find Jill up and around, she had showered, shampooed and looked quite presentable other than the bow-legged gate she presented. You’re sore honey? I asked knowing full well that she was. No kidding, she said smiling sarcastically. I could tell by the smell in the house that she had not gotten around to fixed dinner, so I let her relax and made a Deli and cheese platter with some bread and red wine. As we ate I looked at her, she seemed OK but winced occasionally as she reached for the food. When the meal was done we each had a nice glass if wine and I said casually, want to tell me about it? She smiled, OK, it was like this.

The place was gloomy so I can’t tell you how many there was, but the place was full. The first thing they did was strip me naked, what a surprise and then they put me on a mattress on the floor. That’s when the oral sex started. One after another I felt tongues up my pussy and cocks in my mouth. I was even made to tea bag a few of them. As to the rest of me, well, I think I should get checked out before we do anything because every guy in that place busted a nut in my pussy down my throat and up my ass and they were relentless. By my count there were at least ten, maybe more after a while it all blends together. I’m still sore because most of them had big dicks and they were pretty rough. I nodded, I can see you were really manhandled by the marks on your body, especially on your lower back and upper ass. Oh, I’m sure, a lot of them lined up at one point, they grabbed me around there and lifted my lower body in an arch, then they shoved their big fat black cocks up my pussy and fucked me until they dropped a big load in me. Then he’d pull out and another took his place doing the same thing. This went on until I fainted, so I have no idea how many there were, but I came to and was sore and full of jizz from the bottom of my knees to the top of the crack of my ass and everywhere in between was a pearl-colored slimy mess. They laughed and took pictures and told me they would give you a copy. As I listened to her, my cock got hot and drippy at the idea, and I reached for her. I’m serious honey, so many guys came inside of me so much that I’m sure I must have contracted something. I need to be checked out or you need to use a condom if we do it. I was mildly offended at the suggestion, this boy used a rubber for no one, I’d rather masturbate than put on a stupid sheath. That’s when I said something that I would live to regret. Honey, I said. I know you mean well but when you’re married to a whore, you need to expect to get the occasional infection. The more active the whore the more chance there is to get a disease. I only realized how bad that sounded when the words were out, and I could not take them back. Jill looked at me flinty eyed, OK dear, she retorted coldly, I’m a bit sore but I can handle your tiny dick. Come on, you like to fucking in my spermed pussy? Trust me, you’re going to love this. With that she led me to bed. Jill dropped her robe and turned to me, take you clothes off, I haven’t got all day she said coldly. Oh man, they turned my wife into a prostitute. When my clothes were off she pulled me into bed, lick that black cum out of my used hole cuck. At first, I was shocked and mad but then it dawned on me, I was a cuck and I loved it. I rammed my mouth on her pussy and started to lick it. I began to feel as if something was hitting the back of my throat, and it soon became acidy. I was licking out male Semin. I stopped licking her, I hated spunk in my throat, but I was turned on and didn’t care, I got on top of her a shoved my cock in and, nothing. There was no resistance, so I pulled out and looked at her twat, there was a cock track easily two inches wide clearly visible through her pussy lips. She looked as if she had been fucked by a horse. My dick was beginning to run with pre cum and so I penetrated my used wife again and pushed my tongue into her mouth, her mouth tasted like cock. Her insides were open and smooth but full of still active sperm that surrounded my organ, and a rush went through me before I knew it, I was slamming in and out of her, she looked bored. After I finished with her and lay beside her needing to wash my mouth, my wife looked at me and said, are you happy now cuck? I hope that dinky fucker of yours turns green and falls off. Oh, come on, I said, you know that came out wrong can we kiss and make up? She reached over and kissed me on the mouth, sure, she said and got out of bed. Oh hon, she said about o make a point. They want me to go back in a few days and I’m going to. Remember, when you’re married to a whore, she’s bound to get porked and bred by every guy in town and you’re going to take it. I’m done with you pushing me to be a slut, now you’re in the back seat so get ready, its going to be a wild ride. I was stunned but it was what I wanted but where do we go from here, I wondered.

She was still cool to me the next day and called me cuck so often that I asked her to stop. I asked if she wanted me to stay home, she said I could if I wanted to, but she was going out. I went to work but there was no denying it, she had changed, and the change seemed to be fundamental, I knew that it would be a long time, if ever that she came around. That night after work, I got home to an empty house, no note, no food, no wife. I knew that she was punishing me but the thought of what she was up to with God knows who turned me on. Instead of supper I grabbed a bottle of blended scotch and the cold six pack out of the fridge, sat down in front of the TV and started to drink. At some point, I passed out on the sofa empty cans and a half full bottle of hootch on the floor around me. At around four thirty in the morning my wife came home, she looked like a cheap streetwalker. My wife was in a mini skirt that did not quite cover her bottom and wore one of those G-Strings which was just coming into fashion and showed her ass cheeks plainly. Also, she wore a slinky tube top that was easy to pull down exposing her big tits and high heels, Jill never wore high heels and it showed in her walk. The worse was the makeup! Thick eye shadow, false lashes, her hair was messy and for the first time, my wife looked used. Hey, you OK? I asked relieved to see her. Where have you been all night without calling?  She tiredly threw a wad of money at me, here’s your cut. I looked at the cash dumbly. She smiled sarcastically and said, I’ve been walking the streets on the east end since early this afternoon, now you can add streetwalker to whore, enjoy that cash, I drank a lot of cum out of a lot of strange cocks for that.

Why did you do that? Where did you get those clothes? I stammered. She smiled sarcastically Don’t you remember love? After all you’re married to a whore! She said, her voice had the distinct edge of outrage. I told you that I was sorry, I don’t care about any of this I said motioning to the caricature of my wife standing before me. And? She demanded. Look honey, its time for a break, knock off the sex for money, its dangerous. In fact, take a break from screwing around and get some rest. She thought about it and said, you’re right, I did not realize that driving off with strange men or in those cheap rooms could put a girl at risk, so I’ll stop. But you moved us here so I could explore my sexuality with black men and that’s what I’m going to do but more slowly, again you’re right, you know the old man that talked to me while Jeff was taking me away? Yes, I replied just knowing what was coming. He fucked me this morning before Jeff drove me to my corner to work, those guess have everything organized. You mean he pimped you out? I said not at all surprised but scared now, those pimps could be tough customers and I hoped he would leave her alone now. No, it wasn’t like that he offered to let me try it, he didn’t even take any money tonight when he picked me up to take me home. He asked how it went I told him fine. Then he brought me behind the video store, and I gave him a blow job. How much money did you make, I asked not sure what else to say. Altogether nine hundred and fifty dollars I charge fifty for a BJ or seventy-five if I swallow the load. A cream pie fuck is $150 and anal is $200, I was busy all day. Dumbstruck I poured a glass of whisky and offered her one. How about work tomorrow, she asked, motioning to the empty cans and well drained bottles. I’m calling in sick, you? Oh me, I’m going to stay home with you she smiled coyly and we went to bed.

                The birth of a cuckold book 2 chapter 3

realizing how successful she had been just sitting in the park, we decided that that would be her starting point to get picked up by horny men on the prowl. Then, we went through her clothes selecting only the. sluttiest outfits she had. I decided that she needed an upgrade, it would include flimsy shorts so tight and clingy that the whole of her bum would be visible as well as her camel toe. Also, there would be an assortment of tops that the slightest touch would release her immense boobs. Lastly, I got her a series of T-shirts that showed a white woman’s pregnant belly full of a black baby on top of it read the legend,” I want” and there was a thick arrow pointing down to the baby. My wife felt that might be too explicit and misleading because she wasn't yet ready to become pregnant. I told her that explicit was the order of the day and that overheated men would have intercourse with her not caring if she got pregnant or not and she more likely to be passed around from man to man in the area if she was explicit. The next day we dressed her up in this sluttiest outfit we could imagine from what was available. Essentially we had her dressed up in a tube top for a micro mini skirt that didn't even cover the bottom of her round buttocks. To complete her suit was an even tighter tube top that barely covered her ample bosom. There were no underwear, there was no bra all she had was a very small purse holding a condom that we both knew that she would never use and a clean pair of underpants to help keep the cum inside of her vagina and or rectum after her date or her dates had finished with her. Once Jill had made her face and combed down her beautiful hair it was time  buttocksfor her to walk down the street to the park, if she made it there she’d loiter at the fence and wait for men to chat her up and then take her someplace to fuck. Bearing in mind that we were in a largely black area it didn't take long for my wife to be approached by a much younger man with skin so black he looked purple.

Jill pretended not to notice him as he walked up to her, so he lay one big hand on her upper rear and said, are you waiting on me? My wife turned to him coyly and said, maybe. Taking that as the cone on that it was, he slid his hand down her ass until it slipped under her “skirt” and fondled the bare flesh, his fingers sliding into her butt crack. Does this make it clear baby? Yes! Let’s go, my wife said hotly turning towards him. You got a place? He asked putting his arm under hers holding her nearly naked body. Suddenly they were both startled by a loud disembodied scream. Hey Jeff, you going to screw that white bitch? Watcha wife going to say if she find out you hittin that white bitch? You know that Ho already got tapped by old man Wilson, you watch yo ass boy, you might catch a bad one from that skanky thing. Looks like she out to fuck every swingin dick in town. Jill’s face flushed beet red as she instinctually pulled away. Be cool baby, that just big mouth Florence, minds everyone’s biznes but her own. Shut up ya old bitch. He said and guided my wife farther up the street. She was trembling when she said, your wife is at home that’s why you want another place to go? Yep, he said, is that a problem? Maybe Jill said and guided him to our place. She let herself in and asked me if she could go o bed with him at our place. I was a bit surprised as Jill never did that, but I said cool, bring him to our bed and keep it down, Tony is napping. She signaled him to come in, he offered me a shy smile as he came in and she took him to our room. Soon I could hear them giggling, they were undressing there’s always shyness in the first time. My wife gasped and I heard him say don't worry about that. Then I heard someone crossing the floor followed by loud kissing noises and several moans from my wife. Then I could hear them getting into my bed. Then came the expected thrashing noises as they began to couple there are a lot of sounds stuff that I just wasn't used to hearing. On an on it went until I heard it and settle down into the bed and my wife started squealing. I could clearly make out the sounds of fucking as they got into it. I went to my bedroom and open the door to look inside Jill was squealing loudly she was prone bone, and I could see him pumping hard and fast. At first I thought that he was screwing her up the ass, so I entered the room and looked to see what he was doing, what I saw next was incredible I could see her anus clearly every time he rammed it in. He was having normal intercourse with my wife but the girth an apparent length of his male organ were unbelievable. At the base of his penis was at least three inches across. Although I had no way to tell the tip of his Organ was not less then 14 inches into my wife’s belly. What was making her squeal was apparently from the penetration of that unusually sized penis. He didn't care that I was there, so I decided to stay and watch. To be honest every guy I knew would have burned in jealousy or went in to break it up. Not me, it just made me want to fuck jill more. I wouldn't get my chance to do that for several hours. He kept coming inside of her over and over and she kept squealing until she got tuckered out and the squeals replaced by moans. Time went on and Tony woke up. He was still going at her relentlessly and so I left. No matter what he did to her even if he was pumping that monster in her rectum, I would not have intervened. The way I see it, Jill is the property of the man that she is in bed with, for that fact anywhere with and he gets to do what he wants with her. Where I draw the line would be knives, change, cruel whips fisting or the forced insertion of any foreign object into any of her orifice’ without her consent and that's it everything else goes.

I made my way into the babies room I played with him a bit put him on his changing table change diapers warm up bottle of formula and relax in my rocking chair switch on the tube and feed the baby. I finished burping little Tony and put him in his playpen that wasn't his favorite place he liked to be in my arms but I had to wash his bottles and put it to be sterilized and I noticed during that time that the moans and squeals and squeaks of the bed had stopped and they were chatting together good to know he didn't wear Jill completely maybe she would be in good enough shape to take a hammock ride with me a little later. From the look of her when she came out I didn't think so. It's happened before that Jill was too worn out to be with me that way but that was normally after several men gangfucked her and she could barely walk or talk let alone fuck anymore. But this was just one guy, he must have gang banged her all by himself. I have no idea how many times he did it to her, but she was completely spent. It looks like I was right on the button because she didn't even wait for him to leave. She went to bed and stay there till the next afternoon. When she woke up I made her some coffee And waffles and she told me that the crazy woman across in the park frightened her and she wasn't sure she wanted to go back there. I told her that I would go I would not be obviously with her, but I would be watching and if anybody approached her without love or outright lust in their eyes that I would handle it. As to a crazy woman or anybody else shouting at you from their building, this time she should talk back. And keep them yelling at her until I could figure out where they are. A good hard punch in the nose would keep them quiet from then on. She agreed to go back on those conditions and from then on we were a team. She was OK but did not feel like going out that day, which was fine, I saw what she had to contend with yesterday and completely understood that she could only go into this gradually. That after during Tony’s nap it was my turn to take her to bed she had not washed away his seed and she was still full of cum from her romp the night before. It was hard not to notice how little resistance and even less tightness my wife’s body had become. My girl was starting to change, she was starting to become a whore for blacks. As such, I didn’t have enough traction to get into the natural rhythm of our normal love making. It took me forever and her lack of response told me that she barely felt me if at all, her insides were stretched too wide. Finally, she said; you can go in my ass if you want, or I can suck you off. I wanted my wife to get something out of it, I was afraid not to, I penetrated her anus. She groaned but not painfully so. In that way, we made love, and I busted my nuts deep inside her, I think she also came in the process. As with most married couples sex was only one part of our overall relationship it was a big and important part but still only one. After we caught our breath we had a cigarette and I got us a snifter of brandy. We then lay naked in our now rancid bed and made plans for the next day, we decided to take Tony to a park some distance from home and decided to pack a picnic lunch and a few toys. It was Jills turn to cook but she wasn’t up to it. I sent her to take a shower as I stripped the sodden bed, turned the mattress and redressed the bed after which I started supper and prepared the picnic lunch. In the process Jill went back to our now clean bed to relax and Tony started getting loud. I took him out of his play pen, stripped him, washed him and put him in a fresh diaper and PJs then I took him to his mom and went back to work.A

The birth of a cuckold book two chapter 2

Jill and I continued to see that other couple until Bessie fell in love with me and wanted me to get her pregnant and Jill was quite tired of my dropping children all over the city, so we had to say goodbye to them. We decided to settle down into a more domestic situation both of us spending more time with little Tony and each other. Neither of us saw Anthony anymore, unless it was through his shop window when he was working. Not wanting to disturb him or be any form of influence on his new life we both stayed clear of him. The one thing that offended me was that he never came to see his son Oh well live and learn. We may have decided to slow down the wheel of our sexual liberty but the men in the area either didn't get the memo or didn't want it. Winter snows melt, spring sunshine glowed warmly over the city, and it had been and nice but boring winter. I asked Jill if she wanted to go out with or without me and she did she wanted to go with me, so we bundled up little Tony and brought him to mount royal for some fresh air and to play he was a toddler now and full of beans. While we're out Jill called her parents to see if they would watch little Tony, so we could go out at night. No such luck they already had plans and seeing as I was an orphan I had nobody to call, the way I looked at it; honestly Jill was always the one taking care of the baby during the day, so I felt it was only fair that she get to go out. I told her so and that I would stay with our son so that she could go out. She told me it wouldn't be as fun as it was with me, and I told her that I understood and encouraged her to call one of her guy friends so she could go on a real date. It wouldn't be with me, but it would be a change and we could go together at another time. She still had several phone numbers of men that she slept with. She asked me if I minded if she went out with a former lover. I said go for it, I'd rather that than you be out with some stranger I don't know who it is or where you are. You don't mind if we end up in bed tonight? Not at all I replied I kind of would expect that anyway, usually married women go out alone at night to have sex with other men. She smiled knowingly and went through her phone book within 10 minutes she had a date and proceeded to get dressed up and made-up. She looked like a complete whore when she came out of the bathroom, I could not have been prouder.

An hour later our doorbell rang, it was her date for that night. I saw the look on his face when he sought away she was done up and he nearly dragged her right out of the apartment. I looked at the window to the waiting car, there were three other men in the car. Wow I thought, there's going to be a hot time in the Old Town tonight with those guys. I smiled wondering if they were even going to bother to buy her dinner or would they just take her to a cheap hotel that would be up to them either way she was going to have a change of pace. That night was peaceful and having little Tony round made it a lot of fun once Tony had been fed cleaned and put to bed for tonight I switched on the television made a sandwich and a beer and sat down to relax in front of the tube. I was sitting there watching Bill Bixby change from a skinny actor into a big muscle-bound green guy when what my wife was probably doing at that very moment crossed my mind. To say the least I couldn't help myself my male organ grew hard of its own volition and in no time I was stroking it. The more I thought of it, namely, her hot and sweating surrounded by three horny men having sex with no condoms and the soggy, slimy condition she would bring her pussy and ass home to me in, made me cum in no time.

As it turned out I was wrong around 11:00 my phone rang, and I knew it was Jill before I even picked it up. Indeed, it was my wife she sounded very happy; there were men talking and chuckling in the background it sounded like they were having a good time. Honey would it be OK with you if I spent the night here? I asked where she was in case something happened and I needed to reach her, so she gave me the name and phone number of a motel as well as the room number. I thanked her and told her it was fine and have a good time she told me she'd be home not later than 2:00 PM the next day blew a kiss to the phone said goodnight and hung up presumably to rejoin the party. The next day it was a hot Sunday afternoon and yet another man than picked her up dropped her off. She walked in with that telltale limp that betrayed what she had been doing all night. I had just put little Tony down for his nap brought my wife in and undressed her, just as I expected her rectum between her thighs and outer vulva we're slimy very well used and still dripping sperm. Her breath reeked of cock so I put my tongue in her mouth, and she accepted it. I licked her nipples which also had a fine layer of dry sperm on them. As I made my way down her body, I saw bruising on her breasts sides hips and bottom in the form of the fingerprints from the men that used her over and over. This turned me on even more then the tattoo on her back ever could. I lay her back on the bed lifted her legs and inserted my tongue deeply into the crack of her ass, she gasped and said be careful down there all four of them took a turn in my ass. When my tongue entered her wet vagina that's when I struck gold. There was so much cum in her womb that I felt like I was giving a blowjob. The back of my throat felt scratchy and acidy, and it would not stop. That was a turn off, so I lifted myself from my perch and penetrate her womanhood. There was not much in terms of resistance, but it was warm, lubricated and all that sperm was picking the flesh of my penis, but it felt so good that I blew my wad deep inside her. She groaned lightly as my essence gushed deep within her mixing with the hearty soup that all those other men had left behind.

We relaxed the rest of the afternoon. playing with little Tony that afternoon we had an appointment to go to her parents place for dinner. Her mother was not the most pleasant of people and that's putting it mildly. Anything she could do to create discord make problems or cause fights was fair game to her which is why I kept our visits to her place to a minimum. That day after dinner she had gone into a long tirade about how Jill wanted to date a black man, but she wouldn't have it and the Jill called her a racist. This of course was meant to humiliate Jill and enrage me. Jill was right her mother was a fucking racist and one thing she didn't know about me I'm not discriminatory at all never was never will be. That did however give me an idea. That idea would form into a plan that would eventually end our marriage. For the time being, it would see us leave the area and her mother behind once and for all. Time went on and I did some research into the different parts of town and found exactly what I was looking for in terms of real estate. Rented an apartment in an area of town that was predominantly inhabited by black people when my wife realized where we were moving she asked me what were we doing? I was very frank with her, I told her your mother said you wanted to go out with black men, and this is the best place to make that happen. She looked at me agog, are you crazy? She asked me not comprehending what I had done. Isn't that really what you wanted? I asked she sat back and didn't answer but the look on her face told me that I was exactly right about what she wanted. OK, so who is left to impress? I asked lightly, we are what we are, and we're going to go there and start the next chapter of our lives.

A month later a moving truck pulled up and we moved to our new home it was over in an hour her parents didn't even know we'd left. Once we moved in the first night went very quietly as did the rest of the week. It was nice outside, and Jill took little Tony out to local park to play when she came back, she said to me ah honey an old black man tried to pick me up. He even said come to bed with me, I'll treat you right. I looked at her took the baby and said so what are you doing here? You've just been accepted into the neighborhood and even if you don't like this one guy you’re going to meet other guys, so you get out there and if you don't find him hang around till somebody else wants to pick you up and you go with them just be sure to give me a call if you're going to be out all night. She spared me one look and said OK, this is my husband? With that off she went I'm not sure what happened, but she didn't get home until 3:00 AM. And told me in detail. My wife was in a bit of a daze when she left me to enter unchartered waters. Like all sexual fantasies a teenage girl wanting to be with a black man was much different than a young mom going out to find an old black man to sleep with. As such she dawdled, thinking about what she was about to do, when she got there she found the old guy sitting alone on the same bench he cruised her from. Not knowing what else to do, Jill walked over and sat on the bench beside him. He chuckled deeply and put his arm around her shoulder. Smart woman, brought the kid home to daddy? He asked, my wife smiled meekly and nodded. He reached over and she instinctively pulled away. He smiled charmingly and said, don’t be shy momma, then he reached over, and tongue kissed her right there in front of everyone that cared to look.

Out in public? I demanded, perturbed at his lack of decorum. After all, she is a married woman. After my outburst, she continued. He then urged me up and gave me a full body hug and caressing my bottom as he kissed my mouth. I felt so cheap a whore but I let him. He then linked his arm in mine and crossed the street to his “crib”. Once inside he said simply “strip”. I was uncomfortable and part of me wanted to leave but another part, the slut part wanted to stay, and I did. I began to undress never breaking eye contact with my date. He also undressed, he was tall and slim and deep brown and even flaccid I couldn’t miss that he had the biggest dick I had ever seen.. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom where he sat on the unmade bed up at the head and rested his back to the wall lifting his knees exposing everything to me. Come here momma, lick my balls. I recoiled wide eyed by the bossy command. Come on baby you’re just new to this. I knew you would be mad if I disobeyed him, I did as he said. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t gag a few times. It was a hot day, and his private parts had a heavy odor of musk but somehow I managed to lick his sweaty nuts until he said, now lick my asshole. I was stunned for a second but then my mouth moved down. Ahh, good, you like that? In a weird way I did and kept doing it until he pulled my head up and I saw his erection. It was fuckin huge! I didn’t think I could take it. Long and fat and wet on the end. He took control of me putting me on my hands and knees and entered me from behind, the flash of pain was intense making me squeal with surprise but as his organ slipped deeper and deeper I liked it, until his dick pushed into my uterus that was weird but then he fucked me like that until the tip of his prick jammed itself deep in my uterus and I felt the cool gush of his orgasm fill my womb. There was a cramp and then he pulled out of me. I fell on the bed breathless, amazingly not one drop of his cum dripped out of me it was all in my belly. He then got on top of me prone bone and fucked me again busted his nut in me again. I was getting used to him and he pulled me out of bed and stood me against the wall where he fucked me standing up. That went on for some time and he got intense he shot a load up into me so hard that I thought his cum would spray out of my nose. I swear if that didn’t make me pregnant nothing will. I hope not, I replied seriously. I want to take every swinging dick on this street before you settle on one guy to have a baby with. Jill’s eyes widened, really? Yep, I said pulling her close.

Chapter 2

Just about the hardest part of being a new dad was getting up in the middle of the night, every night to change diapers, bottle feed burp and put the baby to bed. Then I had to get up at 6:00 in the morning to go to work come home and do it all again. This is where I discovered exactly how good of a family man I was. I didn't whine I didn't get angry even though I knew my wife is really playing out my good nature for all it was worth. Time does pass and before long Jill was up and around spryly looking after the home and even picking up per share of the 2:00 feedings which I would have continued doing without complaint, but I need appreciate the chance to sleep through the night during working days weekends I didn't mind. Over the course of that winter, we became a real family and eventually Jill would ask me to watch little Tony while she went out to change your mind, being cooped up with a small baby all day is challenging to anybody's mental health. It was a cool but pleasant April Saturday, we shared a cup of coffee and talked about her plans for the day she just wanted to go out and about to clear her mind and that was fine by me. My wife had just gotten back into a reasonably good condition to have sex again it took some time after the birth because there's a little tearing in your vagina. It had been a while so was happy to have it again. And she went out in a sort of playing with little Tony and was planning to dress them up and bring him to visit his bio dad. I fed him waited a bit then I changed him and put him in his crib well I went around and picked out some appropriate clothing for the weather for him. I was just about to get him dressed when Jill came back. She looked disheveled her eyes are staring and she was holding her slacks closed where they had been torn in the front.

What's up? I asked surprised to see her so soon. I was just raped, she replied quietly. Are you hurt did he hit you? I asked hoping that she had been beaten. No, she sat at the table no he just tore my pants off turn me around and did it to me from behind. Did he finish there? I asked knowing full well that she was not on any form of birth control at this point. Oh yes he did a lot. And then his friend did too. Didn't you offer to blow them? You could get pregnant again so fast, you just gave birth did you tell him that they were doing that? I did all that they didn't want oral or even anal, he told me that he knew I got pregnant from Anthony and that he was going to give me another baby since my husband enjoys that. Where did this happen who was this? The variety store on the corner the old man that works there the same one that sells my father cigarettes almost every day it was him right in his store he had a friend there who joined him. Well, I said, they had every right to do it to you. If you get pregnant we'll just see it through if not we’ll count our lucky stars. Jill looked at me with wide eyes, what do you mean he had every right to do that to me? I'm your wife don't you have a bad thing to say about somebody who makes me pregnant? I leaned back and said you're my wife and I love you, but you know that you're a squeeze for all these men things are going to happen like this. And don't think for a minute that little Tony is the only one that you're going to conceive from another man. Some husband! My wife groused as she turned away you know the rules honey go in the bedroom and put your feet up to let the sperm do its work. We have to give it every chance to click, oh God she said as she made her way to the bedroom, she put some large pillows at the foot of the bed stripped to her underwear lay in bed and put her feet up so that those men sperm could easily access her egg. Rather than go see Anthony at the shop I stayed with my wife, I could see that she needed me, and we spend a beautiful afternoon talking two hours later she got up and the prepared us a late supper while I was cooking I asked her if she wanted to run through some baby names in case it became necessary it had been an eventful day in she really didn't feel like it.

A week later, Jill started throwing up having dizzy spells even a minor bloating on her lower belly. It looks like your friend got his way I said to my wife appreciating her beautiful body. Yeah, it looks like that asshole or his fuckin friend knocked me up hooray for them she said cynically and we decided to go get her a pregnancy test at the drug store. They did the complete test, and it came out negative so knowing what I was looking at I presume the test is wrong And ordered a new one for the next day. We went home certain that test is wrong, her Pee or the inside of the cup might have somehow been contaminated or the test itself may have been defective but we're both certain, but she was pregnant again. The fact that some guy just grabbed her and knocked up like that turned me on and we fucked and fucked like crazy until little Tony wanted his bottle. The rest of the after an evening went by very domestically. The next morning, we took another test fully expecting it to be positive but it was negative again, this made no sense she was still getting morning sickness enter tummy was still a little bloated. So, I pulled out all the stops I went to another pharmacy and I bought two different types of pregnancy test plus I had one done at the drug store, they used a different system and it wouldn't have the results ready until the next day but they assured the results were 100% accurate. Jill I and little Tony went home I ripped open the two boxes of testers and read through all of the information inside. They ware both relatively easy to use it was only the wait time that was different. So I had my wife Pee on the chip and on the chit the first one was ready in 5 minutes and the second one was ready in 15. Both came out negative we couldn't believe it overseen the tiebreaker was going to be the news we would get the next day. The next morning I went by myself to the drug store and they got the results for me it was also negative that's five tests within one week giving us the same answer. I talked to the druggist about it he was an older man and his demeanour betrayed the fact that he had seen virtually everything in his time as a chemist. He smiled like it was the most natural thing in the world and said your wife has hysterical pregnancy they get all the symptoms because they believe their pregnant but in truth she's not pregnant nowhere near it you guys lucked out. Talk about mixed feelings, I was happy and relieved that chill would not have to go through this so soon after little Tony but on the other side of it I was so disappointed that she wasn't pregnant again. This meant only one thing she had to get back on birth control ASAP, the men in the area knowing her the way they do will grab her every time they see her we can't count on being lucky all the time. Not that I have a problem with other men using her like that I have even less problems with them knocking her up, it's just that now, it's a little too soon and her body could use a break. The only reason that she didn’t conceive was that she was late ovulating because the pregnancy changed her timing. She got back on the pill and stayed in for a week to let it take affect. We both knew that most of the local men had a taste and would naturally want more when they saw her. In short, if my wife did not use birth control she would be pregnant again in a month.

The first thing we did when she was reasonably safe from conception was to invite Anthony over for dinner. Jill was fully healed and getting frisky again so naturally he could have her for dessert. It had been quite a while since we saw him, and he was happy to hear from me. I imparted the invitation and he accepted happily. He wanted to see Jill and the son he gave her. Little Tony was only a couple of months old, far too young to be impacted by our promiscuous activities. Anthony arrived on time with a bouquet of roses for my wife and a bottle of good wine for dinner. Jill was self conscience about the subtle droop to her breasts and was not naked when she greeted him. He hugged her and kissed her after handing me the gifts and then made his way to the crib and looked at his son who lay sleeping sweetly. Over dinner Anthony imparted some good news to us, it turned out that during the time we were apart, he found someone of his own. I admonished him that he was just getting out of a steady relationship and that this could simply be a rebound. He assured me that he’d wanted to be with this woman forever but only noticed him when he was with Jill. Once Jill came home she approached him, and they hit it off. I was happy for him but Jill, not so much. She was polite and convivial, but I knew her well and I knew she was not truly happy.

He didn’t stay late and showed not the slightest interest in having sex with my wife. After dinner, he took his leave to be with his lady fare. Well, that’s that. I declared. That was fast, Jill said, he barely looked at me all night. Dejected, he said, he was my husband for a year, he made me pregnant and now he’s with some bimbo and I don’t count? Look Hun, I said in this lifestyle all kinds of things are going to happen people go their own way no matter how close or special people need their freedom to move around. Look at us, we fool around with just about everybody and the truth be told he was like a husband to you, but he wasn't your husband. He was a friend and we got very close and little Tony is the result. I'm your husband and things are now going back to normal with us And Anthony is now on his own journey. She still wasn't 100% mollified but she accepted it overtime actually it was quite a slap in the face but big boys and girls have to deal with that. A few nights later we decided that we were going to go Out the next weekend and raise some hell. So we organized Tony to stay with grandma and plan to go out to a live theatre to watch a play and then dinner. The rest of the weekend was ours cause grandma was keeping Tony all weekend after the show I took Jill for some exotic Polynesian food after which we decided to go out clubbing couldn't really decide on where to go we didn't feel like going to a dive and we didn't want anything to yuppie eventually we ended up in the lounge of a small hotel in the port district. During our first round two more couples showed up they looked as uncertain as we felt about the clubs in the area. Back in those days smoking was not a taboo it was the norm and one of the men approached us and asked me if I had a light, I didn't happily offer him my lighter he let his cancer stick Anne handed me the lighter back in that brief instant I gotta look at how cute his wife was. I invited them to join us at our table which she was happy to do and so he got his wife, and they joined us. I asked them if there's anything that they would like to drink they weren't 100% sure so I ordered two bottles of champagne for the table. The other couple approached us and asked if they could join us. The more the merrier Jill said, and they too joined us. The champagne came and I asked for two more glasses. I was lavish and outgoing as I pour drinks and we all introduced each other at this stage I was watching the men, I wanted to see if they would pony up for drinks or were they just luscious seeing a free imbibe. When we came to the end of the second bottle of champagne and yet nobody offered to buy more I knew what I was dealing with. It was then that I asked everybody what they thought about swingers. The man from the first couple got really out of joint, pity I wanted to poke his wife and I think she wanted me to as well he got mad jumped up pulled his wife away from the table and they left the establishment. The girl from the other couple asked if we were swingers. I told her indeed we were but we weren't pushy about it we're just opening up a conversation. Her husband ordered another bottle of champagne and said he wasn't too keen on the guy who just left which is why he didn't offer to buy sooner. His wife although not as the lady who was taken away had her charm and although less vivacious had a good body. As it turned out I got along well with Phil, her husband and she was introduced as Bessy. We discussed everything from jealousy to condoms, the girls were included in all parts of the conversations. Nobody had a problem dumping our balls directly in each others’ wives. Before the last bottle of champagne was done, we were clear that we would be spending the night together. The last detail remaining was would we all become a hot pile of writhing flesh on one bed, would we trade girls in the same room or would we have separate rooms. Phil didn’t care, nor did Jill, I wanted separate rooms as we would all be free to be open with our new lovers. Bessy was not sure so after clearing it with Jill and her hubby, I took Bessy on the floor for a slow dance. I assured her that she could be in control over how we spent the night. Not being a horny novice at this, I knew that the group could only go as fast as its slowest member. After a while of cuddling and talking quietly, Bessy kissed me. Bingo! She felt in control and would go along with me because she developed a trust in me. She looked into my eyes with her big brown ones, not up my ass, ok? That never crossed my mind, I replied, I want to treat you like you deserve, my queen for the night. With that, she agreed to separate beds but the same room although she would spend the night with me. When we entered the motel room, even though we all knew what we were there for there is always those first few awkward moments when we all avoided the situation. Luckily, Jill was very used to being sexual with a lot of men and had no qualms about it and I knew the best way to get into a cold lake was to jump right in. I took Bessy’s hand and pulled her to me as soon as our lips touched we fell into the closest bed kissing we were still dressed. Look at them, Phil said shocked with how natural it was for his wife to fall into my arms. At that moment, as not to lose the momentum of our evening Jill expertly undid his belt and yanked his dick out of his pants. Phil was shocked but soon succumbed as my wife’s mouth slid up and down his hardening shaft. Bessy was getting excited and starting to rush. I soothed her and started to slowly undress her. I started by unbuttoning her jeans and kissing her navel. She moaned and squirmed as I unbuttoned her blouse kissing her belly with every button. Finally, I reached her bra, a plain white cotton affair which I pulled opened with one tug. As the flimsy garment crumpled away from her slender body Bessy gasped as her impressive tits bounced free. She blushed deeply as I kissed the soft white fleshy orbs and groaned loudly while grabbing the hair on the back of my head. She yelped as I licked, sucked and nipped at the tight, rough flesh of her hard nipples. Moving to that special area near her arm pit she moaned, I love you oh I love you as my tongue did its work expertly. Phil was dumbfounded to see his wife of some two years in such ecstasy. I rolled her over and ran my tongue down the curve of her back to the waistband of her jeans. They came down her round bottom with the least resistance exposing her plain, flesh toned, satin panties that came off even easier. After kissing both of her pretty cheeks she rolled over so that I could pull her jeans and undies off completely. I kissed her delicate feet, and my lips kissed the back of her knees and then made their way up to her soft inner thighs. She was groaning loudly as I brought my tongue to bear. Playfully, I poked my tongue up into her rectum and licked, she jumped and yelped with surprise, then I directed all my attention to her small pubic V making her melt under me. Oh, come fuck me! Make a baby with me. She groaned loudly. Her husband was much distressed at his wife’s desire, but Jill kept him in check with her oh so talented mouth as I entered his wife’s pretty body. I love you; I love you oh I love you she repeated as her wet, warm pussy welcomed my male organ. We fucked and kissed, her tongue in my mouth and I did my very best to make a baby with her. Once we were both spent, Bessy did not look regretful in the least nor did she pull away or get out of bed which often happens in these situations. Rather, she snuggled close to me, kissed me fully on the mouth. I was already on my side; she wrapped my arm around her breasts and turned, pressing her warm soft ass into my crotch to watch her husband fuck my wife. Jill stopped licking his balls and lay beside him. His eyes were furious as he got up on his knees and lifted Jills knees in the air. He then started to push his wang into her. I knew my wife would have been as wet as a bottle of warm olive oil inside and he would have slid right in. The peckerhead was shoving it up her asshole to get revenge. His angry gaze rarely left me as he pushed and pushed. Jill wet her fingers and reached down and in seconds her eyes popped open wide, and he was in her. My wife was used to this, so many men had fucked her up the ass by then that her holes were virtually interchangeable. At first, he thought he was hurting her and slammed it in her without mercy. He was fucking her up the ass missionary style! When he made her cum instead of scream in pain, he jerked several times and then stopped. Right then I knew what happened, it often happened after I satisfied another mans wife as he watched. He lost his erection, this never happened before! They all say that. OK Bessy lets go he said peevishly. No, she said, I want to stay here, just stay with her it’ll come back, if not she can suck you. Besides, this bull has enough steam for both of us. She said playfully poking my ribs with her elbow. Poor Phil, his face turned dee red, almost purple. There were tears in his eyes, fuck you, he cried and left Jills bed heading to the bathroom. Jill giggled and Bessy cuddled closer. This was a delicate situation and the last thing I wanted was to let Bessy go with him in that frame of mind. I talked to both girls and they agreed to salvage what was left of the poor guys pride. When he came out of the washroom, he was more composed but clearly he had been crying. The ladies were both nude on the bed making out, neither girl was gay, and they were winging it but it was a pretty spectacular show, asses, pussies, boobs and long hair everywhere. Bessy asked her husband to join them, by then his cock was nice and hard again, he looked at me, smiled and joined them. I just watched. He 69 with both women, they took turns licking his balls then the got him on his knees. My wife rimmed his asshole and Bessy took his organ in his mouth. In no time he screamed like he was being murdered his ejaculation hit the back of his wife’s throat flooded out and splattered all over her face. This was so violent because Jill’s tongue was as far up his anus as it would go, and she was twirling it over his prostate. Phil fell to the bed breathless, Bessy ran to the bathroom to clean the jizz off her face, when she came back, everybody noticed that her face was clean, but my sperm was still on her thighs, she didn’t clean it out of her. We talked as Phil recovered and the girls got along well. Bessy went on about how much he liked us and wanted to stay friends. We agreed as did Phil, reluctantly and went our separate ways after Bessy gave me a long deep kiss and squeezed my hand so tight, I thought she wanted to take it as a souvenir.