Vacation Exchange

Vacation Exchange by Susanna's Husband It had been just one disaster after another. Originally this was supposed to be a weeklong vacation in the mountains, splitting the expenses with some friends, a married couple that we had known for years. But unfortunately our friends had to cancel at the last minute and as a result they gave up their reservations to someone else. At first we were skeptical, but our friends assured us that we would enjoy their company, since they had vacationed together with them several times in the past. The next disaster was the cabin itself. Although it was a nice nice little cabin, clean and secluded, it wasn't at all what my wife Susanna and I had in mind. The key problem being LITTLE. It was only a two room cabin. The living area and kitchen were one room, which was okay, but there was only one bedroom. Two king sized beds a few feet apart, in a very small room. Suddenly we knew why this place was such a bargain. After fighting it out with the management, who had no other units available, we decided to stick it out. At least for a day or two, since we still hadn't met the other couple yet. The other couple, it turned out, was an attractive black couple who were about the same ages as Susanna and I. Don was a tall athletic-looking guy with a swimmer's build and Jasmine was a very sultry woman, tall and slender with long sexy legs and nice round bottom. They were a very friendly and personable couple who didn't seem to mind the cramped quarters at all. They were very easy to get along with and before long everyone seemed comfortable with each other. Things were starting to look up. The first day was spent settling in and as a result, Susanna and I had no trouble falling asleep. The next two days were gorgeous. We hiked for hours in the mountains, sometimes alone and sometimes with Jazzie and Don. The evenings were spent in town at a resturaunt and both nights we danced for a couple of hours before returning home. It was after that second evening out that a new problem began to make itself known. In short, Susanna and I were horny. My wife is a very attractive 36 year old woman, 5-1 115 lbs, with a lucious 36c-24-34 figure. She has full, long dark hair and seductive brown eyes. So after two wonderful evenings of dancing and flirting, we were more than ready to settle in and make love. The problem? Two practically total strangers were just a few feet away! Arriving back at the cabin, Susanna and I decided to head straight for bed while Jazzie and Don lingered in the other room, cuddling by the fire. The problem was apparently solved. Quietly we began kissing and caressing, relieved that we would finally be able to get these urges out of our system. Carefully I began undressing my beautiful wife, first unbuttoning her white blouse then unhooking her tiny lace bra. Lovingly I kissed my way down her neck, stopping at her shoulder for a moment before moving on to her breasts, carefully avoiding her nipples for the moment. Eventually I took one into my mouth and gently slipped my tongue round and across it. Already erect from my touch, I blew cool air across it momentarily before once againtaking it into my lips. I rolled it around with my tongue and then softly stroked my tongue up an down her nipple, almost as if I were jacking it off. Susanna moaned as I alternated between breasts, repeating this ritual over and over. Meanwhile my free hand slipped beneath her slightly tight-fitting mid-length skirt. With my hand moving slowly up her thigh, our lips again met in a kiss. I could feel her tense up slightly as I touched her vagina through her panties. I rubbed her for several seconds until she whispered pationately for me to quit teasing her. I stepped back slightly, unhooked her skirt and slid it down her shapely body. Within moments her panties were off as well. I then lay her back on the bed and moved between her legs. As before, I carefully avoided the object of my desire as I carefully licked my way up her thigh. After several minutes of teasing, I finally moved in and touched her clit. After just a couple of strokes I again felt her tense up. Trying hard not to scream out in pleasure, Susanna bit her lip as I continued my oral assault. Within moments I felt her body begin to shudder as the first wave of orgasm began move through her. I backed off for a second so she could enjoy the sensations before moving back in for more. But before I could, Susanna tugged on me gently, a sign that she wanted me face to face. Happily I obliged, kissing my way back up her body until finally reaching her lips. "I want you inside of me, baby," she breathlessly panted. With my body still between her thighs I reached up and pulled the cover up over us. But before I could push and actually consumated the moment, the door opened up and Jazzie and Don stepped into the room. "Don't stop on account of us," Don anounced, "What do you think we're gonna do? Jazzie was dressed in a sexy little red nightie and looked damned near good enough to eat. All Don was wearing was a pair of small black bikini briefs. The large bulge in the front made clear his intentions. With Susanna and I just a few feet away, they crawled into bed and under the covers. Not showing the least bit of modesty they immediately began giggling and tumbling around. Susanna and I were at a loss for words. Hell, we barely even knew these people and yet they were about to copulate practically beside us. Admittedly the thought was kind of exciting, but it was frightening as well. Sues and I looked at each other questioningly. Beside us, Don discarded his underwear from out under the covers. Within moments he and his ebony princess were locked in the throws of passion. Unfortunately for us, however, the shock of being walked in on had taken it's toll. My dick had suddenly went limp and it was going to take a minute or two to get hard again. In the meantime, Susanna was ready. In fact more than ready. Anxiously she reached down and tugged on my cock. Although it felt good, my responce was still slow in reacting. Maybe I was trying to hard I thought to my self as I rolled over beside her. Instictively Susanna took over, rubbing herself against me as she continued to stroke my rod. Between kisses, I glanced over at the couple in the other bed. The cover had worked its way off of them and I could clearly see their erotic dance. Unconsciously my penus began to stir. In fact, in did more than just stir. It immediately sprang to life. Instantly it was hard as a rock. Susanna smiled as she stroked it, whispering for me to put it in her. Needless to say, I complied quickly. Again I moved between her knees and begin easing it inside. Her warm soft pussy felt incredible as it wrapped itself around my pole. In fact, it felt too good. Which led to still yet another problem. Within minutes of sliding inside of her I was already about to climax! "Shit!" I moaned, as I felt my balls start to contract, "Damn, I'm already comming!" "Not yet!" Susanna panted, "I'm just getting into it, baby!" "Can't -- help --" I grunted. "Noooooo," she urgently moaned, "Don't stop now! I'm soooooooooo fucking hot!!" Unfortunately, my climax was too close at hand. Figuring I'd be able to plow into her again I suddenly pulled out and shot my massiveload on her sexy belly and tits. Susanna writhed beneath me as I fired stream after stream of hot sperm. The look on her face was beyond lust and I could see she was disappointed with my preformance. "I'm sorry honey," I managed to say. "It's okay," she started. "You having trouble over there?" Don's deep masculine voice suddenly sounded. I glanced over to their bed. Jazzy was laying on her side with one breast exposed, watching us. Don was sitting on the edge of the bed totally naked with a hard-on the size of Rhode Island. "Just a little too excited," I fumbled. "Happens to the best of us," Don announced as he stood up beside the bed. His mammoth erection was sticking straight out. Meanwhile Susanna was still breathing hard as she wiggled anxiously on the bed. It was obvious to all that she was still turned on. "Let me help you with that," he stated, although I wasn't sure if he was talking to Susanna or to me. Before either of us knew what was happening, he was on the bed moving closer to my wife. "You still need a good hard dick?" he asked her. "More than ever," she answered breathlessly. "Goooood," he replied, gently spreading her thighs, "I got just what you need, Suzy-Q." Before anyone could react, Susanna's breath caught loudly. Don was now completely between her legs, working that thick chocolate bar deeper inside. Her panting quickly turned to moaning. Their eyes locked in a seemingly telepahic exchange. Patiently he pumped until the entire length of his shaft was inside and their pelvic regions were rubbing together. Don then settled into a nice steady pace. Susanna smiled sensuiously as she began moving her hips in perfect rhthym. Her arms moved from his waist to his neck. "How's that?" he whispered between thrusts. "Absolutely beautiful, lover!" With her arms around his neck, Susanna pulled herself up so the two of them could kiss. As their lips and tongues made contact, Susanna's bare titties pressed against his chest. All the while Don never missed a stroke. While all this was going on, I quietly moved to the other bed and sat down on the edge of it. In all the sexy commotion I had almost forgotten about Jasmine. That all changed when I felt her warm body move close behind me. Her breath was hot as she whispered into my ear. "Susanna's a very sexy woman, isn't she?" "Very sexy," I managed to reply. "You like to watch her make love, don't you?" she continued, "You like to watch her fuck, don't you?" "Yessss," I moaned slightly. Jazzie's free hand was caressing my chest. "You like to watch her fuck black men, don't you baby?" Her hand was moving lower. Don was increasing his speed. Susanna was in Heaven. They were considerably more vocal. "Just look at them," Jazzie continued into my ear, "He's fucking her... He's fucking Susanna... He's fucking your wife..." "Mmmmmm, yesssss," I breathed as her hand touched my dick. Susanna wasn't the only one caught up in a sexual trance. "Watch them." Jazzie's seductive voice continued, "He's fucking her with that big black cock of his... He's mating with her.... He's breeding her......" As if the sight of their interracial mating wasn't erotic enough, Jasmine's nearly breathess play by play was just adding to the heightened state of arousal. As I continued to stare at the copulating pair, I felt Jazzie's bare breasts press against my back. On the bed, Susanna's 36c's were bouncing on every stroke. For some reason I glanced away from the action in front of me and turned my head to look back at Jazzie. As I did, her lips met mine in a rather pationate kiss. We continued for what seemed like several seconds until a particularly loud gasp from Susanna redirected my attention. By now, my wife's legs were hooked on Don's shoulders as he pounded his meat into her like never before. His ass was a blur as he moved. Susanna was trying to keep up, but was finding it hard to concentrate as orgasm after orgasm coursed through her body. Her moaning and groaning and panting was laced with the ever increasing cry of "Fuck me, baby! Oh yessssssss! FUCK MEEEEEEE!" Needless to say, Don readily complied with her urgent directive. In the meantime, Jasmine's soft hands and body were beginning to get to me. "Do you want him to come inside of her?" she licked my ear. "Uh huh," I swallowed. "Good," she countered, "He's about to fill your wife with his first load of come... Just watch as they climax together... His come shooting deep inside her pussy... His seed..... Coming inside her.... AAAAAAhhhhhhh! On that note, three of the four adults in the room reached their climaxes together. With Susanna's hands on his ass, pulling him even deeper, Don began shooting his load into my wife's pulsating vagina. In the meantime Jasmine, who had apparently been fingering herself as she called the play by play, climaxed as well, panting in my ear as she rubbed her firm boobs against my back. As Don and Susanna relaxed on the bed, I again looked back at Jasmine. As before, our lips met. This time however, she moved around beside me and pressed me back on the bed. As we kissed, she somehow managed to straddle my body. She was very aggressive as she manouvred her body into position, carefull not to break the liplock we shared. Then I felt her soft hand again touch my penus. Immediately followed by the unmistakable sensation of vaginal contact. Once impaled by my erection, she sat up straight and began moving up and down. With my hands on her hips, Jazzie looked down at me and smiled. Her body was incredible. As were the sensations eminating from our union. About that time, movement on the bed beside us caused me to glance that direction. Don was now on his back and Susanna was on top guiding his erection into its new home. "Damn, you guys are hot," Jasmine panted, "You don't mind if I borrow your sexy husband do you, Susie?" "Not at all," she retorted, "I've always wanted to watch him with another woman." Needless to say, that was one revelation I never would have guessed. In the past, all of our sexual adventures had involved my watching Susanna have sex with other men. Apparently that was about to change. And since the rest of the week turned out to be a fuck-fest, it wasn't such a bad vacation after all. 10893 1.88/512345

New Year's Eve Party

NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY By Pseudonym_here I was sitting in my chair and getting bored while waiting for my wife to get dressed. So I called out, "Come on, Jenny, hurry up, or we'll be late for the party." I then heard my wife Jenny answer me from upstairs. "Ok, hon, I'll be down in a couple of minutes." In about 5 minutes, my wife came down the stairs looking amazing. My wife Jennifer stands about 5' 6" tall, and weighs less than 120 lbs. My wife has mid back length blonde hair, and after her boob job, a body to kill for. She had on a pirate outfit, one that I was not allowed to see when she ordered it weeks before. Her pink tube top hugged her firm breasts, pushed up by the black corset to show substantial cleavage. The corset continued down into a short black skirt that barely covered her ass. The ensemble was topped off by thigh-high black stockings with crossbones above black spiked heels. "Wow!" I said, eyes bugging at the sight of my wife. She had never worn an outfit so revealing before! "Everyone's going to go nuts over you." "Well," she said bashfully, "I know you said you always thought about me wearing slutty clothes, and now I feel like I can." At this she grabbed her breasts and pushed them together. My eyes popped out even further when I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra! Ever since her surgery, her nipples hardly ever get soft. Now they were practically ripping holes through her thin top. Her new boobs really changed her; while she hadn't been a prude in our marriage, she never liked to show much when we went out. She thought she was too fat to show her body off. Not any more, I guess! She walked past me, too stunned to get off the chair, to grab her purse from the coffee table. She stopped, looked back over her shoulder at me, and let a slow smile play across her painted lips. She bent over at the waist, exposing her butt to me. I got a raging hard-on when I saw how easily her panties were exposed. Her underwear even had a little skull and crossbones across the ass. She turned away from me when she stood up, too embarrassed to look at me."Let's go," she said, as she walked quickly towards the garage door. Man, those high-heels really made her ass swing! I started to get a little concerned about how hard it would be for her to not show too much at the party. As we got in the car, I looked over at her. Her face was flushed and she was breathing quickly. I let my eyes continue lower to devour her rock-hard nipples, and stopped when I got to her lap. Even sitting in the car, I could see a peek of her panties under the frill of her dress. "Are you sure you want to wear that," I asked. "I mean, our friends are great, and they wouldn't say anything, but..." "I don't know," she replied, "do you think I need to change? I just wanted to look sexy for you." She seemed about to bolt from the car. What was I thinking? I'd be the hit of the party with her; all the guys would love it, and our group of friends would never think of making her feel bad about wearing revealing clothes. "Nahh...I'm just jealous. You look great." I started the car and pulled out onto the street before she could change her mind. Our friend's house was about an hour away. All the way there my wife was constantly fidgeting in her seat. I noticed she kept adjusting her skirt, but her hands seemed to linger on her crotch every time. I can only imagine how hot she must be getting; she's never really let loose sexually. We were both virgins when we got engaged and we have yet to really experiment with anything beyond straight sex. When we got to the party, the host's wife met us at the door. She handed Jenny a margarita, and me a pop. I don't drink, which is odd since our group of friends are very heavy party drinkers. It's always been fun for me to be the only sober one at our parties, and the New Year's parties are always the wildest. I was expecting a couple dozen people at this bash, only about half I knew. We were among the early guests at the party, so I got to see everyone's reaction to my wife's outfit when they arrived. Many a pants bulge was produced when they caught a glimpse of her costume. Several guys quietly congratulated me outside of her hearing. Throughout the evening, all the guys made sure Jen had a drink in her hand at all times. I've never seen my wife drunk, but as the evening wore on, I suspected I was seeing it for the first time. The later it got, the more brazen she became about her body. This was the first time our group of friends had seen her since her tit-job, and no male could take their eyes off her. I even caught some of the women peeking at her obviously hard nipples poking out the thin fabric of her top. She was constantly putting her hand on guys' arms and tossing her hair. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but she kept bringing her partners' attention to her chest whenever she adjusted her corset under her breasts, which was often. Every time she did that, it exposed a little more of her tits to view. After a while, the amount of cleavage showing was pretty amazing; I'm surprised nobody said anything. A couple times I even saw glimpses of her areola before her elastic top slid back up to cover it. Once I even caught her flashing her butt at a group sitting around the kitchen table. She was laughing, and didn't think anything of it, but boy, was it hot to see my tipsy wife showing off her ass! Eventually we drifted apart, following our own conversations. After about an hour, I realized that I hadn't seen her in a while. I disengaged from my current conversation and went looking for my sexy wife. I found her standing with a group of people around the bar in the basement. Most of the partiers were hanging out in the living room where the music was. She was standing against the bar, leaning over it and talking to a woman on the other side playing bartender. The way that she was standing, with her back arched some, caused her skirt to ride up even more, showing the bottom of her panty-covered ass cheeks. I stood back in the shadows under the stairs and watched her. I could tell she was feeling no pain, and in fact I could see her eyes were glazed over and her motions were slowed. I was surprised when a guy in a mobster suit I didn't recognize moved up behind her, reached over her shoulder for a drink on the bar, and press himself against her rear. She not only didn't complain, she actually pushed her butt back against his crotch! I couldn't decide how I was going to handle it, but before I could make a decision, the whole group yelled something and tossed back their shots. When they all slammed their glasses back down on the bar top, he leaned back into her. I decided to see how she would react. About that time someone turned on some music downstairs. Amazingly, both my wife and the stranger started grinding into each other in time to the music. The group broke up and started drifting away from the bar, all except for my pirate princess and her goodfella. They continued to sway to the music when he moved his hands up to her hips. I thought for sure she'd say something then, but she didn't. Soon after, his hands drifted up along her sides, over her back, then on to the top of her shoulders. She was still leaning forward towards the bar, and had yet to look back at the newcomer. I looked around to see if anyone else was watching, but the handful of people still downstairs were all occupied, and most were pretty blitzed. I looked back over to my wife and her groping admirer. I just about dropped my pop when I saw he had reached around and had both his hands cupping my wife's tits! I started to run over and clock him when he slid his hands down her breasts, bringing her top with it! I was stunned at his audacity and her sluttiness! He fondled her firm tits, rolling the nipples in between his fingers. I heard her moan, and noticed that her eyes were closed. She slowly straightened up, arching her back, keeping her ass planted against his crotch and reached down between her legs. This guy couldn't believe his luck! Here was a smoking hot woman grinding herself against him in a skimpy pirate outfit. He dropped his hands down to his own pants, freeing his cock from their confines. I took a quick look around to see who was watching. So far, their show was unnoticed by anyone downstairs. I looked back just in time to see her bend over and pull down her panties to her ankles. Unbelievable! I just stood there, open-mouthed, and watched this stranger slide his dick into my wife's cunt in the middle of a New Year's party! I heard her moan out loud as he slammed his cock into her, holding her to him by her tits. At her groan, he quickly pulled her top back up and stopped moving. I looked around, and noticed several people looking over at my wife and her new friend. They didn't seem to be too concerned, just curious what caused the noise. Turning back to the scene of my unfaithful slut, I caught her stepping out of her panties, kicking them away, and leaning forward onto the bar top. Her lover leaned forward, seemingly asking if she were okay. The watchers decided she was fine, and went back to their activities. My cuckolder saw the same thing and decided to continue. He moved his hands back up to her boobs, pulled down her top, and started humping into my wife's snatch. From my position, I could hear her grunt every time he bottomed out. I could see her right hand feverishly working her clit as her left arm supported her upper body leaning against the bar top. I could still see her, eyes closed and face flushed, as he picked up his pace. Very soon she started panting and almost whining. As he slammed his cock into her for the final time, her hand stopped its movement on her clit and her knees buckled, almost dropping her to the floor. The mobster stranger held himself in her as he twitched, shooting his load deep into my wife's cunt. The man considerately pulled her top back up before he pulled out of her dripping snatch and tucked his dick back into his flashy suit. He leaned over, kissed her shoulder, and walked up the stairs, not even thanking her for the fuck. I let out a deep breath and looked back at the partiers left in the basement. Most of them were still oblivious to what had just transpired, but one younger guy dressed as a Scottish warrior was sitting wide-eyed, gently rubbing his obvious hard-on tenting his kilt. My wife stood leaning against the bar, panting and recovering, for a few seconds longer. With a deep breath, she stood up, straightened her top, and then bent back over at the waist to pick up her discarded panties. Her naked ass was pointed straight back at the watching Scotsman, wide open and freshly fucked! The young man stood up from the couch and adjusted his boner as my wife slowly stood up. She looked back over her shoulder at the boy with the sluttiest look I've ever seen on her face. My wife primly pulled down on her skirt, still holding her panties in her hand. As if covering her ass with her short skirt would hide the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear. My newly-discovered slut started to turn towards the kilted stranger when she caught sight of me hiding under the stairs. We were both startled as we realized we were both caught. Neither of us moved until the young man approached to within a couple feet of her and said something I couldn't hear. She continued staring at me as he repeated himself. I moved my hand to my raging hard-on as I slowly nodded my head. Her eyes shot open in surprise. That little whore got such a Cheshire grin on her face as she turned towards her new suitor that I almost popped off in my pants. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! She stepped forward towards him until her tits were pressed against his chest and leaned in to whisper something in his ear. She stepped back, lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing her completely shaved snatch! That little slut! She was always well-trimmed down there, but she had never completely shaved before! Then she took her panties and wiped the cum leaking from her pussy! I think I actually groaned a little when she did that. The warrior's eyes widened as she turned him to block the view of the remaining people then tucked the underwear into his belt pouch. I almost felt sorry for this kid; she was playing him so hard. He was tenting his kilt so much; I wondered what he had under there. Apparently, so was my wife, because she reached down, under the hem of his kilt, and lifted it so she could see what weapon he had underneath. When the heavy material cleared his rod, my slut wife gasped out loud. His prick was monstrous! It looked almost as long as my petite wife's forearm! I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned, having forgotten the fact that there were other people present. Unfortunately, my whore's reaction brought the attention of all the people in the basement. My heart jumped in my chest when I saw four sets of eyes watching my wife's exhibition. I didn't want my group of friends to find out about her proclivities. Two of the sets belonged to men, and the other two belonged to a couple. Worry I shouldn't; the middle-aged male vampire was sprawled on a futon, smiling and rubbing his crotch with abandon and the Raggedy Ann and Andy couple were necking and groping openly, avidly watching the live sex show my sweet wife was putting on. The last set was narrowed out of another young man, standing by the pool table dressed as a ninja. He looked like he wanted to join in the fun, but was hesitant. I turned back to my wife, trying to make sure I stayed unobserved. She was leaning forward, entranced by the snake she was stroking in both hands. Her head was down as the man brought his hands up to fondle her breasts. He pulled the material down, exposing her nipples to view of all. Apparently, she took this as a request and leaned over from the waist, holding his prick in both hands. Both hands couldn't cover the length of his shaft, and neither would they completely wrap around his girth. Still bent ninety degrees, she opened her mouth in a perfect, red "o" and lowered it over his log. She started sucking slowly, jacking him off as she did so. The kilted man moved around so he could lean back against the bar while this beautiful pirate blew him in front of a room full of people. By turning, he allowed the room to fully view her exposed ass. Jen the whore, as she now was, knew this as well. Her slit, already moist from her earlier fucking, started juicing up even more with this exhibitionist act. After about a minute of increasingly rapid sucking, the buccaneer wench sank down to her knees in front of him, never releasing his cock from her mouth. She dropped her hands off his cock, one massaging and pinching her breasts, and the other starting to work again on her cunt. She soon inched back from him, arching her back and allowing everyone to easily see her fingers alternately working on her clit and pumping in and out of her bald snatch. Taking a chance on missing something, I glanced over at the room, trying to discern the mood of the witnesses to my wanton whore. All the guys had their cocks out, with Raggedy Ann stroking her mate's as he played with her crotch under her skirt. Looking back at my delectable little cocksucker, I had yet another shock. With both her hands occupied pleasing herself, she was sliding her cherry lipped-mouth up and down the length of his shaft, nearly deep-throating him! She had never attempted, much less succeeded in doing that to me! I pulled out my own cock as she blew him, taking probably a foot of meat down her throat on each thrust. Within moments, she reached up, grabbed his shaft and started jacking him off into her mouth. Her other hand reached a frenzied pace on her clit as her body stiffened, then started jerking with her own climax. As soon as the guy saw this, he reached down, grabbed her tits, and shoved his cock down her throat. They both shuddered for moments as their mutual climaxes hit, his filling her throat with cum and hers caused her to actually drip onto the floor. She pulled off his prick, continuing to suck, as she drew a deep breath through her nose. As his massive tool escaped her lips' clutches, there was an audible "pop". She gave that beast one last kiss and stood up. His kilt dropped down, covering his deflating member. She turned as the ninja walked up to her, cock in hand, and asked her something. I heard her say "later" to him as she turned back to the now-sated man she had just blown. She reached into his belt pouch and removed her panties. She bent over yet again, proudly displaying her open cunt to her fans once again, and wiped up the newest crop of juices from her fuck-hole. She turned back to the young ninja, dug her hand down into his pants and opened up the top of them. Her slutty smile reappeared as she shoved her panties down his trousers. She mashed her tits into his chest, tilted her head up, and gave him a hard, wet, open-mouthed kiss. "Later," she repeated, voice husky. She turned to me and licked her lips, causing me to shoot all over the floor. With that, she ascended the stairs above me, giving me a great shot of her bald beaver as she went to get something cold to drink upstairs. I tucked my dick back into my pants and looked around. The ninja was standing there, stunned and holding his crotch. Raggedy Ann and Andy seemed to have both climaxed; they were gently making out on their pillows. I just caught the vampire zipping up his pants, and saw him wipe his hand on the futon cover. Ewww... I made a mental note not to sit there in the future. Unfortunately, the mood broke with the star attraction gone. The couple settled into each other's arms as the vampire slowly walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Oh, that poor ninja! He found a chair facing away from me and sat down heavily in it, holding my wife's underwear and looking at them as if he couldn't believe what had just happened. I took this as my cue to leave, slipping up the stairs without alerting anyone that I witnessed the debauchery of which my wife was the star. Upstairs, the party continued unabated, no one aware of what my wife just did beneath their feet. I looked around for her, finding her chatting and laughing with a group of our close friends in the living room. I went up the stairs through the dining area to the kitchen and grabbed a drink. The music blared, easily heard throughout the upstairs. Walking back through the dining area, I stopped by the china hutch and looked out over the living room. The dining room was about four steps up and separated from the living room by a wooden banister. My sweet wife showed no signs of the wanton acts she just performed, even without wearing panties and her skirt barely keeping everyone in the room from ogling her shaved snatch and round ass. I shook my head, wondering if I imagined the whole thing. Just then, the ninja came up the stairs, caught sight of my wife and stopped. He touched his pocket, bulging where he kept my little slut's underwear. Jen saw him and caught his eye. He started towards her, and was stopped when she subtly shook her head. It was sad to watch his shoulders droop and his head drop when she rebuffed him. The man in black turned dejectedly and walked outside onto the patio. I wandered over to a chair at the window in the dining area overlooking the back yard and saw him approach a big man wearing a toga. He pulled the big guy over to a bench just outside the area of the porch light. I could see them from my vantage point, but the crowd around the fireplace on the deck would have a difficult time seeing them with the shadows and the intervening vegetation. I had an idea what he was talking to the other guy about, chuckling as he waved his hands animatedly, describing how my wife whored herself out to two strangers. He even reached into his pocket and pulled out my wife's sopping underwear. The big guy looked skeptical. A hand on my shoulder startled me. I turned and saw my wife standing next to me, concern and embarrassment warring on her face. "Are you okay?" She was quiet and shy, afraid of my response. Instead of replying, I put my arm around her back and lifted the back of her skirt. She gasped and turned her head, aware that anyone behind her could see her exposed ass cheeks. When she saw nobody, she turned back towards me, waiting for my answer. I continued to say nothing as I slid my hand between her cheeks, down until I felt her dripping pussy. She gasped as I pushed three fingers into her hole. I started working them in and out, churning up more juices. In moments she was beginning to breathe heavily and leaned forward across me, resting her hands on the window sill and putting her tits across my face. With my other hand, I reached up and pulled her top down, exposing her nearest nipple to my mouth. I started sucking as I worked her pussy into dripping wetness. Her whole glistening, splayed snatch was visible to anyone walking behind her, as high as her skirt rode. I smiled as I thought of what a total exhibitionist whore she had turned into; here I was, in our friends' dining room visible to anyone who would look up at us from the party, sucking on her tit and finger-fucking her. "Oh," she moaned, as her thighs started quivering, indicating the onset of a new orgasm. "That poor guy," she said, nodding towards the ninja and the big toga-wearer outside the window. "Should I have fucked him, too?" I jerked, nearly popping again. My wife has never cursed around me, not even during sex. "Well?" she asked. I could feel her quivering more now, so I added another finger. She gasped at the new intrusion, surely feeling stretched now with nearly my whole hand inside her. "I don't know if I'm up for it after you get done with me; I'm getting sore." I didn't answer, instead reaching for her other tit and popping it out into the open. She started trembling more. "Hmm," she breathed in my ear, "I've already sucked one guy off, and I let another fuck my pussy. Maybe I should let him take my ass." All my motion stopped. Not only had I never butt-fucked my wife, but she had never entertained the idea. This cock-whore across my lap whined and started moving her hips, trying to get my hands moving again, eager to cum. So she wants to get fucked in the ass, huh? Okay, let's see, I thought. I pulled my hand out of her cunt, split my fingers into twos and pressed them back into her; two in her pussy and two in her asshole. My slut stiffened at this unexpected intrusion, gasping in discomfort and pulling her tit away from my mouth. She rose up off the window sill, grabbed both of her tits and jerked wildly as a massive orgasm crashed over her. I held on to her, guiding her to my seat as I stood, blocking the view of her from the party below. "Hey, is Jen okay?" my best friend Erik called from the living room. "Yeah, she just tripped," I yelled back, quickly pulling up her top to cover her exposed tits. She was sprawled on the chair, legs spread and holding her crotch as her orgasm wound down. "She's not used to these heels." I thought about straightening her up more, but hell, she started this. If she doesn't care who sees her goodies, then that's her choice. I moved away from her, going down to the party, letting her recover on her own. Holding my drink, I joined in the conversation with the group. I looked up at the clock, surprised that it was nearly midnight. One half hour to go until the new year. Soon I noticed my wife come down the stairs, careful to keep her skirt from uncovering her bald slit. It was quite the evolution, being that we were lower than her, and had a good shot up her skirt as she descended from the dining room. She joined us, looking fresh and newly-made-up. She must have used the time to touch up her cosmetics, because she looked great. Thinking of what she did earlier tonight to those guys started to get me hard again. Pretty soon she excused herself, saying she needed some fresh air. She milled towards the back door until she found a spot nearly hidden from view of the party. I moved until I could see her looking at a curio cabinet. She looked over her shoulder, saw that I and only I was looking, and slowly withdrew something from her purse. She held it up, obviously letting me see the bottle of lube. Knowing it drives me wild, she bent over and exposed her ass yet again. She reached back with one hand and spread her cheek, letting me see her asshole itself. With the other hand she slowly shoved the nozzle past her sphincter and squeezed some lube into her rectum. She quickly removed it, straightened up, and walked outside with it still in her hand. Turning to my friends, I left as well, saying I needed to use the restroom. Instead, I went up the stairs and went to the window overlooking the back yard bench. I got there in enough time to watch her work her way through the throng milling around on the deck and head across the yard to the bench where the two guys were still talking. Man, she still looked awesome. She was putting extra swing in her slow step as she approached the now-staring guys, causing her skirt to swish and repeatedly flashing her bald cunt. As soon as she cleared the bushes separating the men from the party on the deck, she reached up and pulled down her top, letting both her tits pop out into the cool night air. Needless to say, with this vision of whorish beauty bearing down on them, both the big toga guy and the young ninja had all their attention riveted on her. I could see the ninja nudge his friend with his elbow, as if saying, "See? I told you so." I don't know what I was expecting, but it surprised all three of us when she walked right up to the guy in the toga, reached down and opened his legs, then dropped to her knees between them. She unceremoniously flipped up his toga, pulled aside his boxers, and started sucking his dick, right if front of the young man, ignoring him. Ninja-boy stood up, not sure whether he should leave or join in. Her ignoring him was obviously messing with his mind. That little cocksucker started deep-throating the big guy's tool with little fanfare, sliding her mouth down to his bush on every thrust. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, encouraging him to maul them. No man could last long under this onslaught, and soon I could see him grab her head and force it all the way to the base of his cock, pumping another load a jizz into her throat. I thought I could see her swallowing frantically, trying to keep any from escaping. This time when she pulled off, she didn't immediately stand up. Instead, she slowly slid his meat out of her mouth and licked it clean, gently tucking it back into his shorts and tugging his toga down to cover his crotch. The big Roman leaned back, a huge disbelieving smile on his face as my slut wife stood up and teasingly pulled her top back over her stiff nipples. She and I both glanced at the ninja, nearly in tears in his sexual frustration, and smiled. Turning around as if to leave him behind and un-satisfied again, my wanton wife stopped, bent over at the waist, reached back and spread her ass cheeks. He stared at her open asshole in amazement and started to walk towards her with his hands on his crotch, ready to release his meat. Just before he pulled down his pants, she stood up, looked over her shoulder and gave him a huge, whorish smile. Rather than leaving him to suffer, she turned towards him and embraced him. He stood there in dismay until she raised her head to his ear and started whispering something. Nodding, he let her lead him by the hand back inside. I looked at my watch and noticed that we had just minutes until the ball drop. I grabbed my drink and went down to the living room where champagne was being doled out. Unfortunately, I got roped into talking with some more friends and missed my wife's triumphant return. Luckily, she was able to work her way through the crowd and to my side just as the ball dropped and started a new year. She grabbed my head and gave me a long, wet kiss. Thankfully, she had rinsed her mouth out, so I didn't have to taste another man's cum on my wife's lips. The host, our friend, put on a driving song and urged everyone to get out and dance. I looked at my little slut and noticed her looking up at the dining room. Following her gaze, I saw then ninja upstairs, bouncing to the beat and rubbing his crotch, pleading with his eyes to my wife. With a last kiss, my wife pulled away from me and walked up the stairs to her next lover, preparing to take a cock up her ass for the first time. It was obvious to anyone looking that my wife wasn't wearing underwear as she went up. It was also obvious, even several feet away to see that she was worked up and ready to get fucked; you could see her glisten. She swayed up to him, grabbed him by his bulge, and led him over to the banister separating the party from the dining room where she now bent towards me. He moved behind her, still swaying to the music, and pulled out his cock. I looked around. Nobody was paying any attention to the two, and with the music, no one but me heard her grunt when he shoved his cock up her greased ass unmercifully. Turning around, she had a grimace of pain on her face, but kept her body moving with his as if they were both dirty dancing. Nobody knew just how dirty. I stood there for two songs, watching as this stranger sodomized my wife in front of me, making a whore out of her and a cuckold of me. Watching as this black-clad man fucked my wife in the ass, taking her anal cherry while I stood there. Watching as she alternately groaned and winced in pain, then shook with orgasm after orgasm. His invading cock worked in and out of her butt hole until he quivered with his own impending orgasm and grunted. My wife looked me straight in the eyes, stood and lifted her skirt so I and anyone around could witness as he slammed his stiff prick deep in my whore's ass and held it there while he emptied load after load of cum into my wife's gripping rectum. She dropped her skirt and stood up with a relieved look as he pulled out of her well-fucked ass. 19919 2.09/512345

My Penance (Version 2)

My Penance-How My Ex Tried to Make Me Jealous (version 2) By Digger (digger87@excite.com) ******* The following is indented for ADULTS ONLY. If you are under 18 or are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW. This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!!! INTRODUCTION: This is a "nastier" version of my original story. I hope you like it. I dated Anna for 1.5 years and after living with her for nine months, decided to end it. She had many wonderful qualities, but the fire in my belly was not there. She was insecure and always jealous when I spent my time with others or by myself. Because of this, it was difficult to keep up friendships. Not only that, she disapproved of some of my friends and insisted that I have no contact with them. Anna was always certain that I would cheat on her because I could be overly flirtatious. I might flirt now and then, but I am loyal to a fault. She was devastated by the break up. I felt bad too, but it was the right thing to do. After the hurt started to wear down, she started being angry with me. She would lash out at me and try to wound me psychologically. A week after I dropped the bomb, we stopped having sex and stopped sleeping together. The friendship and feelings of comfort drew us together, not the chemistry. Sex, for me, was only okay with Anna. She was very plain looking. Her body didn't do much for me--she had a big butt, and medium-sized tits (34b) that drooped tremendously. I am into the mental aspects of sex--I love talking dirty and telling stories. I like it when my woman wears sexy outfits and acts lustfully towards me in public. Anna was into none of those things. She sorta liked porno, but never pushed the issue. She rarely masturbated on her own. She loved having sex with me. She was always willing to suck my cock and swallow my cum, but she never let me shoot on her face (something I like to do). I, in fact, like the taste of my own cum. I liked to lick it off Anna's body, or swap between my mouths. She thought it was a bit gross, but went along with it. She liked having her anus stimulated while having sex; this lead me to buying her a very small buttplug (about the size of a finger). I moved into the other bedroom where her computer was. I should describe my house. It is ranch-style with a fully finished basement. On the main floor there are two bedrooms, a bath, a large kitchen, and a large family room. The bedrooms are adjacent to each other and connected by a main hall. The basement has a very large room (big enough to comfortably play ping-pong in), a bedroom with bath, and another room full of junk, which is connected to a utility room. About 2.5 weeks after the breakup we were invited to a mutual friend's party at a very large house up in the hills. It was a major event with lots of people and lots of good food. Anna and I decided it would be best if we attended separately. She went with her friend Joan; I went alone. Once at the party, Anna drank heavily. While mixing, I came across her while she was talking to a guy. She spotted me and snuggled up to him--I think she was trying to make me jealous, but it didn't work for I am not the jealous time. Later when I past by them, she suddenly lunged at him and they started to kiss. I observed them for a little while. The party was very big and loud, and I doubt anyone else noticed them. A while later, I was loitering around the food, talking to a lovely woman, when I saw Anna and the guy come in the room. I could see that she was upset because I was talking to another woman. Anna led her man in the corner, and started to make out again. She was facing me and I found it difficult not to watch. Anna tried to make eye contact with me at all times, especially as she ran her hands over the guy's butt. My conversation with Megan (the beautiful woman) turned a little more intimate. Eventually, she suggested we move the conversation to quieter area. We found a mostly vacant sitting room and talked for about a half-hour. Eventually, she had to leave. We exchanged phone numbers. While doing so, I looked up and saw Anna staring at us. I was pissed at Anna, so I decided to tweak her more. I gave Megan a big hug before she parted. I saw Anna run up to Megan and say in a loud voice, "You know, he really likes the taste of his own cum. I think he is gay!" Later, in a hall, I ran into Anna. She was real drunk. With anger in her voice she asked, "So what kind of slut was that you were talking to?" "Just some woman." "I'm with Tom. He knows how to treat a woman. He's a good kisser," she said with a slur. "I'll believe you." "He is. But you'll never get to experience these lips or this tongue again." "I guess not." "You bet your ass. I'm a hot woman and you threw me away, you asshole! You'll never find someone better than me!!" I walked away saying, "See you at home, Anna. I hope your friend is sober, because you are stinking drunk." I went home. Once there, I prepared for bed, then fired up the computer. I felt like reading sex stories and looking at dirty pictures. I loved stories about sluts and seeing pictures of women with cum on their faces. I jacked-off and came hard. Anna stumbled into the house somewhat later. Next week, Anna announced that she was not moving out until August 12 (it was July 17, and I broke up with her on the 1st). From there on, we got along some days and she screamed at me other days. These six weeks of living together after the breakup was my penance--my personal hell to pay for dumping her. I swallowed my pride and learned to grin and bear it. I buried my head in the TV and computer. Over the next weeks when Anna went out at night, she would come home and insist on telling me about her experiences in great detail. I tried not to listen. Tuesday night, she went out with Tom for dinner. Thursday morning, I noticed a new, little blue case on the sink in our shared bathroom. I knew right away that it contained birth control pills. I found this strange because Anna had always been reluctant to try The Pill because of its side effects. Through my urgings, she got a diaphragm, but didn't like using it. In most cases, we used condoms, which I never really liked, but what was I to do? Anna walked in the bathroom as I was examining the case. "Yes," she hissed at me, "it's The Pill. But you'll never get to feel the benefits of me taking it." The thought of her using it and effects on sex led me to a hard-on. After she spoke, she noticed my dick making a tent in my pants. She grabbed my crotch and moved her face to mine and heatedly said, "Too bad you dumped me; we could have had a lot of fun. But now, I'll have fun with someone else." I groaned a bit. She let go and left for work. I had to jerk-off. I fired up the computer and opened some pictures that I had downloaded a few days ago. I tiled four pictures on my screen--all showed women sucking cocks, or with cum all over their faces. I was heavy into it, when Anna startled me by walking the room (I had left the door open). "I forgot my lunch," she said. "What are you looking at?" I turned toward her and kept stroking my dick. Glancing back and forth between the screen and me, she said angrily, "I hope you like looking at your filthy pictures now, because the computer's going with me." "I am enjoying it now," I said with a big smile. Frustration grew in her face as she announced that she was going out after work. That night Anna came home with bags of new clothes. She had to show me all her new bras and underwear. The bras were all sexy-lacy, or transparent, or low-cut. One was a "wonder bra," she announced proudly. The panties were small; some looked like thongs. "I'm going to model them to show you what your are missing." I responded, "That's okay..." My words didn't stop her; a few minutes later, she walked in the living room wearing one of her new, transparent bras. Her nipples were fully erect. "This bra turns me on; I hope it'll do the same for Tom." I tried best to ignore her, but she kept up the parade. Lastly, she modeled her "wonder bra" and matching thong panties. Her pubes pushed up around the sides of the underwear. "Sexy, huh?" she asked. "Yes," I agreed. "Too bad you dumped me because you'll never get to see me in them again." She was trying to get my goat again, but it didn't work. Friday after work, Anna went out dancing with people from work. Upon returning late, she had to tell me all the details about the guys she danced with and how she got felt up. She was a bit tipsy. As she moved around the living room, I could not take my eyes off her for she was provocatively dressed. I could tell that she had removed her bra at sometime during the day. Her blouse was unbuttoned about a third of the way down. Once, she leaned down toward me to make a point, and I visually confirmed her lack of a bra. The story of her evening's events and her clothing turned me on. This was a departure from her style. She was trying to hurt me by showing me what I was throwing away, but I was not going to get back together with her. However the visions in my head of her acting this way would be good wanking material for a long time. She stumbled into the kitchen. I needed some relief, so I went into the bedroom and turned on the computer. I read a story and looked at pictures. I thought I closed the door tight, but it crept open (it does that if you don't close it tight). I was real close to cumming when I noticed Anna standing next to me. "Guess you love your right hand now, jerk-off boy." I spun and looked at her while I continued to stroke my 7.5-inch dick. "I might," I replied, but added cruelly, "but you'll never get to fell this dick inside of you again." She was taken aback, and a bit mad. She opened her blouse to reveal her sagging 34Bs. "And you'll never get to feel these again! Tonight at the club, two guys squeezed my tits." She squeezed them. "One even rolled his thumb around my nipples." She demonstrated. This was too much for me for I started to cum. I shot my load on my stomach and thigh. She laughed evilly, "Jerk-off! Why don't you eat up your own cum!" Still giggling, she left my room. She thought she was making fun of me, but it didn't matter. She showed me her tits and I had a good orgasm. She was right about one thing--I did want to eat my own cum. I licked a little off my hand then cleaned up using a tissue. I powered down the computer, turned off the light and crawled into bed. The damn door crept open again. I leaned to the end of bed to close it when I notice something--I could see right into Anna's bedroom. In fact I could see her on the bed. This was only possible with the help of a mirror on the door. I have only one full-length mirror in the house, and we moved it to the outside of the bedroom door so that Anna could use it to get ready for work when she left early. Now, I was using the mirror to check her out. Anna was naked on the bed and she was masturbating. She was turned on by my cock. She lay on her back with her right hand working her clit. Her left was shoving the anal-plug in and out. As her tempo increased, so did the size of my cock. She came hard-moaning and groaning. I grabbed some tissues and did the same. After she calmed down, she got up to wash the plug. We made eye contact, and she said with a wicked smile, "I hope you enjoyed the show, because you'll never get the real thing again." Saturday morning I announced that I was going for a hike with my cousins and probably would go to their house afterwards to eat and play cards. I had done this many times and not returned home until late. She told me that she was going out to dinner and movie with Tom. The hike was great, but my cousin, Fran, was not feeling the best, so we called it a day after a light dinner. Since Anna was not going to be home until late, I decide to rent some porno. She had been making me horny and I figured this would be a great way to release some of my pent up feelings. We have a local "adult" store that is supposed to be "fun"--full of toys, lingerie, videos, and magazines. They advertised themselves as a great place where couples and women were welcome. It was well lit and every time I went there, I did see some women and couples. I was checking out some videos in the back corner when I saw Anna walk in. I was momentarily shocked and embarrassed. She was alone and did not notice me. I ducked into the magazine corner and kept an eye on her. She looked over the dildos and butt-plugs. I saw her pick out a big dildo and a large butt-plug. The store really turns me on in general, but her actions were really getting my dick hard. Anna then walked over to the videos. I didn't know what she was looking at, but she spent about 10 minutes picking out two. She took the cards to the front. I saw her fill out a membership form, and pay for the videos and toys. After she left, I walked past the counter to look at the cards of the videos she had rented; one was a standard video, while the other was a gang-bang feature. I could barely contain myself, for I had nasty thoughts of catching her using her new marital aides and watching the videos. I couldn't rush home, so I decided to kill some time at a coffee shop. At 8pm, I headed home. I parked about 2 houses away, and quietly entered through the back door. The TV blared in the family room. I could hear the grunts, groans and bad music of a porno. Slowly I stuck my head around the corner and saw Anna sitting on the couch. She was wearing only a very light robe that was open. Her nipples were rock-hard. She was slowly moving the dildo in and out of her pussy. Her eyes were fixed on the TV. My cock was like steel. I watched her for a little while, and then I decide to act. I stealthily moved into my room. I took off my clothes and put on my summer robe. I quietly walked back down the hall and stuck my head around the corner. Anna was in the same position. She never noticed me standing there. I immediately started to stroke my dick. Eventually, she looked up and was shocked to see me standing there with my dick in my hands. Even though she was startled, she did not take the dildo out of her pussy. Her attention returned to the tv and she began to masturbate again. I walked into the room and sat beside her on the couch. "Is this a good video?" I asked; she was watching the gangbang film. "Yes," she hissed, and continued to fuck herself. We calmly sat next to each other, masturbating. Eventually, we both came. It was as though we were watching a normal movie, not porno. Neither of us acted like the situation was odd. I asked her what happened between her and Tom; she said, "After I sucked him off in the parking lot, he wanted to go home. I took a raincheck. So I needed a release tonight." I settled back and starting watch her reaction to the film. Every now and then she would say something like "look how big that cock is" or "look at all that cum." After a little while, I went to bed. Over the course of the next week, I saw Anna masturbate via the mirror four times. By the end of the week, she started to being more brazen. She would make a lot of noise. In the morning, I would find the dildo and larger butt-plug in the bathroom; Anna left them there to dry after she washed them off. Saturday, she asked if I could stay out late because Tom was coming over. I said I had to get up early to go hiking Sunday morning, but I would try to stay out as late as possible. I got home around 10pm. I walked in from the garage through the kitchen. The light was on over the sink and I could tell that someone was watching tv in the living room. As I walked toward the hall, I glanced into the living room and was able to see Anna and Tom sitting close to each other on the couch. "Hi. How's your evening?" I said. "Good," she replied, "we're watching a romantic movie." At that moment, I noticed that her hand was in Tom's lap. I could just make out the fact that Tom had his dick out of his pants. Tom was just smiling as Anna beat him off. I must have stared to long, because Tom said with a wicked tone, "Anna tells me you weren't able to satisfy her and that you like to lick up cum. Are you gay?" "No," I retorted. Anna chimed in, "Chris, you should try Tom's cock. It's full of cum." They both laughed. I tried to ignore it and said, "I'm going read a bit and then go to bed." I got into my sleeping clothes (boxers and an old t-shirt), and went to the bathroom. As I walked to it, I glanced back in the living room. Anna's head was now in Tom's lap. She was moving it and her hand up and down. He was just leaning back and enjoying it. I went about my business in the bathroom, but kept a deft ear on the situation. Soon I hear Tom start to moan. "Yes. Yes! Yes!! Suck my cock!" he almost screamed. I got a hard-on. I went to bed and read. In 15 minutes, I turned off my light and went to bed. My sleep was not restful and I tossed and turned. Eventually, begrudgingly, I woke up an hour later. I thought reading might remedy the situation. But first, I had to take a piss. Opening up my door, I noticed that Anna's light in her room was on. It blinded me for a moment before I stumbled into the bathroom and did my business. Coming out, I glanced at the mirrored reflection of the events in her room--she and Tom were having sex. She was getting more and more brazen. First the hitting on guys at parties and bars, then sexy underwear, then porn and dildos, now sex with some new guy. She was trying to hurt me by making me see that she was a desirable, sexy woman, (I knew she was, but I just didn't want to date her any more), and that I would never have her again. I settled back in my bed and watched the action. They were in classic missionary position with Tom thrusting in and out of her. Eventually, they switched so she was on top. She really ground herself into him. She was acting like a wild woman. They weren't making a lot of noise. They switched to doggie-style and faced me. Tom was moving his hips fast. I heard her say, "Put a finger up my ass. Put your finger up my ass and make me cum!" I guess he did, and she did. She moaned and groaned, but not too loudly. Tom still kept thrusting after she stopped. He said, "I'm gonna. I'm gonna cum!" Anna got off him, turned around, and, I assume because I could not see it, swallowed his jism. They calmed down. I didn't. I jerked off into a tissue. Afterwards, Anna walked by me, naked, on the way to the bathroom. We made eye contact and she gave me a searing glance. I shut my door and went to sleep. I left for my hike early the next morning. All day, I got a hard-on any time I thought of last night's show. Anna was trying to hurt me, and I realized that it was working. She was making me real horny by flaunting her sexuality right in front of me. I was frustrated and getting annoyed. I wanted her to move out that day so my life could return to normal. My darker side spoke to me and said that it was fun watching her get off and walk around naked. My darker side won out, and I determined to see how far Anna would go to make me jealous. If she was going to tease me and try to make me upset, I wanted to be thoroughly entertained by her new found sexual freedom. I wanted to push her. Monday night, Anna announced that after dinner she need to check her email. Thinking fast, I jumped on the machine got on-line. Going into my account, I typed up a fake exchange between a friend and me: J-, >>>So what was wrong? >>Lots of things. You and I have talked about them--jealousy, different goals, >>sex, etc. >Sex? No, really? Like what? Well... this is a touchy subject but since we have discussed the intimate details of our lives before: She never wanted to do the things I wanted. Things that would get me off and make me come back for more, like look at porn on the internet, cum on her face, tell me dirty stories (especially about gangbangs) (I like to hear dirty stories and fantasize her or me acting them out), shaving her pubes, or vocalize during sex. Things might have worked out different if she would have complied with my wishes. Enough about that, did you watch Dennis Miller on Fr After I typed this much, I loudly announced that the system went down. I swore. Anna walked into the room. "The fucking system went down right when I was in the middle of writing an email. Good thing I am able to copy it." I did so. I opened the word processing program, and pasted the fake message. I then went back to the internet. I signed on and told Anna that she could use it. I was hoping that her curiosity would get the best of her, and she would read my letter. I walked out of the room and watched tv. I heard her typing. After it stopped, I snuck a look; she was reading me letter. Yes! Half an hour later, I walked back in. She heard me and quickly hit the "home" tab. It wasn't fast enough, and I saw she was looking at porn. I ignored that asked her to tell me when she was off. Anna said it would be awhile. I watched a little tv then went downstairs to do some work. I think she was under the impression that I was still downstairs, because I walked in on her masturbating in front of the computer. She was oblivious to my presence. I could see over her shoulder that she was looking at a bunch of pictures. Her right hand was busy in her crotch, while her left clicked back and forth between pictures. She stopped on a shot of a big-titted blond being fucked. I rubbed my cock through my jeans while she came. My plan was working! I retreated to the living room. A while later she went to bed. While looking at the computer's directory, I noticed that Anna had saved a bunch of pictures in a new file. I opened it and saw many shots of woman being fucked--some had cum all over their faces. Anna continued to bold. She masturbated every night, but now she vocalized, making a lot of noise. I'm certain it was mostly for show. I enjoyed it a lot, and got off every night with her. She was getting up a little later, and making sure I saw her in the shower. One morning, I notice her shaving her crotch. Later, as she walked by me with only a towel around her head, I noticed that all of her pubic hair was gone. Tuesday night, Tom came over again. Anna failed to mention this to me in advance, so I was at home the entire time. They went to the basement and played ping-pong. I spent my time playing on the computer and doing my laundry. I tried not to interrupt their game, but when I went to put another load in, I did overhear them discussing a wager of minutes. Tom owed Anna 15, while she owed him 10. I had no idea what they were talking about. Around 9pm, I checked on my final load of clothing. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, right in front of me, I saw Anna sucking on Tom's cock. He was sitting down in a comfortable chair and she was going down on him. I paused and watched for a moment. He tried to push her head away, but she said after looking at me, "I still owe you 3 minutes." She went back to work. Tom leaned back, looked me in the eye, smiled, and said, "You sure know how to suck dick, Anna. A guy would have to be gay or something for him not to be excited by you." I retreated into the other room, and took my time getting some of my laundry out of the drier. I heard him start to moan. I peeked around the corner to see Tom cum all over my former girlfriend's face. She used her tongue more and said loudly, "Your cum tastes so good." I walked by smiling. A little while later, I stuck my head downstairs to see Tom licking Anna's pussy. She was looking towards the stairs and must have noticed me. She said, "Do you like my shaved pussy?" "Yes!" Tom answered, "I love it!" She got loud, "Yes! Lick my pussy! Make me cum!!" I returned to my room and jerked off. Tom soon left. Thursday night I got home late. When I walked in the kitchen, I noticed that the phone line was extended toward my room; Anna was on-line. I walked into my room only to find Tom sitting next to Anna. They were looking at porn! Over their shoulder I could see they were looking at picture sites. Tom said, "Try that one"; Anna clicked on a thumbnail, and a photo of a woman with big tits surrounded by 3 guys with big cocks appeared. "Wow," Anna exclaimed, "that turns me on." "Me too," Tom replied. I cleared my voice in order to let them know I was there. They turned and Anna said, "Hey. We're going to be using MY computer for a while. I hope you won't mind." "I don't." I put my stuff away in my room while 4 feet away they continued to look at dirty pictures. I looked up at them now and then; my dick got hard. I went back into the kitchen and ate some dinner. Forty minutes later I returned to my room only to find Anna sitting in her chair totally naked; Tom was in his chair wearing only a shirt. Tom was stroking his dick (which was not as big as mine) while Anna was playing with her pussy. They were still looking at porn. She asked, "Which one was your favorite?" "I liked the one where the girl had cum all over her face." "Like this one?" Anna brought up a picture. "Yessss," Tom hissed as he stroked his dicked faster. Anna took that moment to get on her knees and start sucking his cock. In the meantime, I stood in the doorway watching the whole thing. Anna's and my eyes met as she started sucking harder and harder. She was trying to make me jealous by proving to me that she was a horny woman, willing to do more with this new guy than she would ever do with me. She stared at me as he erupted all over her face. The cum dripped off of her as Tom's breathing returned to normal. I was stroking my cock through my pants. He asked her, "What was your favorite?" "I'll show you." She got back in her chair and clicked on a picture of a woman getting fucked in the ass. "Is that what you want I retreated into the hall and was in a sort of trance when she walked by me. Tom was busy with the computer so he did not hear or see our exchange. Anna used her hand to wipe some of Tom's cum off her face. She shoved her fingers in my face and I, for reasons I don't understand, opened my mouth. She inserted her fingers and I licked them clean. I couldn't believe it; here I was in my own house standing next to my naked ex-girlfriend, eating the cum of her new lover, and having a huge hard-on. "Tastes good, doesn't it?" she said with a wicked tone. She was trying to cruel. I said nothing. "Tom is going to fuck me up the ass now. Do you want to watch?" I nodded. "Okay. Do you want to help get me ready?" I nodded and grinned. She went into her room, got the lube. Anna walked back into the bedroom announcing, "Chris is going to help you fuck me in the ass." Tom got a wicked smile and said, "Sounds right. An asshole for an asshole." Both laughed. "Chris," she snapped, "get in here." I was still in some sex-crazed trance and walked in the room. She took a dollop of jell and spread it around her brownhole. Throwing the tube to me she said, "Lube Tom up." I had a surprised look on my face and hesitated. I thought I was going be able to feel up Anna. Touching another cock? I had never done. "Come on," Tom yelled, "I want to fuck this woman's ass. Lube up my cock! A fag, like you, must be used to touching cocks." Both laughed. Still in my trance, I opened the tube and moved toward Tom. Taking a little bit of the jell, I began to smear it on his ever-growing dick. It was warm and hard. It felt similar to mine, yet somehow different. After minute, he said, "I know you are getting off on this, but it is time." Anna bent over my desk and spread her cheeks. Tom lined up and slowly inserted his cock. Anna moaned. Their tempo increased and both began to moan. I stood there watching. Finally, Anna had an orgasm (or at least she acted like it) and soon after, Tom grunted and came. He p Friday morning, I asked Anna if she was going out with Tom that night. "No," she replied, "Tom is out of town for the weekend, but I am going dancing." Late, Anna stumbled in. Her banging around woke me up. After hearing a crash, I got up and found her in the kitchen where she had dropped a can of soda. She was very drunk. "You are the biggest asshole in the world," she said in slurred words. "I am hot. I am the best. I would have done anything for you." She was crying a little, but mostly she was filled with anger. "You'll see. I am the woman you dreamed about. You'll see. Tonight, I had three guys after me. Three guys from the same firm. They were all dancing with me, feeling me up and kissing me." Her mood changed rapidly, "It was so much fun!" With that she plopped in a chair. She collapsed, head first into the kitchen table. I ran to her. "Anna, go to bed." She mumbled. I picked her up. She was limp. I dragged her to her bed and threw her on it. She barely budged. I took off her shoes. While doing so, I looked up her skirt and noticed she had no panties on. I tried to wake her, but she was out cold. I undressed her, and looked over her body, then retreated to my own room. The next morning, she did not say a word to me about waking up naked. She complained of a hangover and said she had a great time last night. During the day, I went for a hike, then ran errands. I got home around 6pm; Anna had already left. I showered, made some dinner, and watched tv. Around 9:30, Anna stumbled in with 3 guys. I couldn't believe she would be so brazen. The guys were younger than her (right out of college) and varied in size and shape. Two were about 5'9"--one skinny, one overweight. The third was about 6'4" and seemed to be athletic. After the guys walked into the kitchen, she leaned in and whispered to me with a devilish grin, "These are the 3 guys who think I am hot. You'll never get to know how hot I am." With that, the 4 of them retreated, drinks in hand, to the back yard. It was a beautiful night--worth being out in. They turned the light on over the back porch and sat at the picnic table. One of the blessing of living in a dry climate is that there are few bugs. They talked loudly and laughed a lot; I tried to ignore them. Walking into the kitchen to grab a cookie, I overheard them playing some sort of word game. It was obvious that Anna was losing, for the 3 guys were talking about how she would have to "pay." Half an hour later, I returned to the kitchen, and looking out the window, I saw the most amazing thing--Anna on her back on the picnic table. She was completely naked and her head was tilted backwards off of one end. The guys were still dressed, but one had his cock out and was fucking her mouth. He shoved it in and out. One of the other guys was sitting on the bench facing me; he looked spent. The third was standing near her head. He was stroking her tits, while she stroked his cock. The guy at her head started to moan and he pulled his dick out of her mouth. "That's it," she said excitedly, "cum all over my face, just like Frank did!" He did. She licked him off and said, "You taste good." The third guy took his place and plunged his cock into Anna While all this was going on, I had taken my cock out and jerked-off. I could not believe I was watching this; my ex had become a wanton slut. It turned me on. Also, I was becoming jealous because I did not participate. I stroked myself while I stared out into my backyard. After Anna sat up, she smiled, gathered her clothes and walked toward the door say, "Don't you boys go anywhere. We're gonna have more fun." Walking into the kitchen, she stopped and looked at me masturbating. "Don't you wish you had a girlfriend like me? You did, but you threw me away. You'll never find anyone else like me!" I looked her over--naked, with cum spattered all over her face and neck. I stroked myself even harder. "I bet you want to cum all over my face too!?" she asked. "Yes," I hissed. "Tough luck. Have fun with your hand!" With that, she walked by me and into her room. I grabbed some tissues and shot my wad. A few minutes later, Anna reappeared in just her summer robe. Cum still dripped off her face as she went into the backyard. The four of them sat and talked for about 15 minutes. Eventually they came in; each guy paraded by me (2 of them still had their dicks out) and into Anna's room. Of course she left the door open. I situated myself on my bed and watched the show. The guys undressed. She stroked their cocks and lay back on the bed. "Who is first? How 'bout George." George was one of the smaller guys. He got on top of her and started pumping away. The other two took up positions around her. George hugged her body making it impossible for one of the others to work on Anna's tits or face. After only a minute, he let out a large moan, then rolled off her. "Frank, you're next." Frank was the other short guy (the one who she had deep-throated a little while ago). He lasted a lot longer. He really gave her a work out. The other guy was playing with Anna's tits. By her breathing, I could tell that she was getting close. Eventually, Frank screamed, "You're a whore! Take my cum in your pussy!!" She did. Anna sat up. Every one relaxed for a while, except the guy who hadn't fucked her; he continued to stroke his cock, which was big. She said to them in a loud, purposeful voice, "How'd you like to make my other fantasy come true?" "I thought we made it come true by cumming on your face," Frank said. Anna licked her lips and smeared some of the cum on her cheeks. "Mmmm. That was good. But what I want is to have all 3 of my holes filled at once." I don't know whether George was dumb, naive or just playing along, but he asked, "Three holes? At once?" "Yes. I want Eddy in my pussy. I want Frank in my mouth. And I want you, George, in my ass! Do you think you guys can do that?" They answered with a resounding, "Yes!" I almost came right there. "Okay Eddy, I want you on your back with your feet over the edge." He did this and Anna knelt on top of him and pushed herself on to his big cock. She said with a grin, "Let's see if I can get this big thing inside of me." Slowly she eased onto Eddy. "Ohmygod that is big. You are stretching me out. Ohmygod. Ohmygod, you feel so big." She bottomed out and lay still for a moment. "Boy, you sure can fill me up." Anna began pumping up and down on him. After a minute she slowed down and told George to lube up his dick and her ass. Her ass was a perfect level for him to fuck her while he was standing up. "Be gentle," she said. He took over 2 minutes pushing into her. "Ohmygod. Ohmygod," she said over and over. "I love your cock in my ass!" The guys stood still as she began to move. Her position made it so that she slid off both of them at once, then down on them. Her tempo and moaning increased. "I never thought sex could be so good," she said in a howl. Eventually, Frank moved to her head stuck his cock into her well-worn mouth. The three of them moved awkwardly. Eddy started to moan first, as he dumped his load into her already-full pussy. Frank came for the third time that night, shooting his small load into her open mouth. George continued to pound away at Anna's ass. Anna began moaning loudly. Her orgasm began. She was loud. I'm certain some of it was for me, but most of it was real. Her body shook. I came all over my hand, then licked it clean. George began to shake and came in her ass. After a moment or two, Anna climbed off the two men, and fell back on the bed. "God. That was so fantastic. I can't thank you 3 enough." The guys were spent; all were on the edge of sleep. Anna shook them out of their fog and kicked them out! I couldn't believe she would just use them like this. After locking the front door, she walked into my room, still naked. "Those three know how to show a woman a good time." My dick was still out, and started to perk up. "Man, they came a lot on my face." She moved her hands all over her face and scooped some cum and licked it. "Mmmm." She moved her hands to her crotch and spread her legs; "They fucked me good." I looked and saw cum all over her pussy and running down her legs. She turned around, bent over, and spread the cheeks of her big butt. "Look at my ass. George put his big cock up there and fucked me hard. God, it felt so good." I could see cum on her asshole. I was rock-hard by now. I wanted her. I wanted her bad. "You want to fuck me, don't you? Huh?" "Yes!" "Too bad. You threw it all away, you asshole! Maybe you'll figure out what you lost, but I'll never take you back!! About the only thing you are useful for is cleaning up cum. Is that what you want to do? Do you want to lick their cum out of my pussy and ass?" She shoved her ass in my face. After a moment's hesitation, I started cleaning her up. There was a lot of cum. I could tell my tongue was turning on Anna. She pulled away from me abruptly and walked out of the room laughing. I didn't know how I could survive the rest of the week. The next day, both of us slept in late. It was one of those blazing hot summer days. I sat around in my shorts and read the paper. In the early afternoon, Anna announced she was going to work on her tan. I found this odd because she had never concerned herself with a tan before. She strode past me in a new 2-piece suit. It was so small-g-string bottom and string top. I was going to say something about the neighbors seeing, but I stopped myself. She went into the middle of the backyard, lay a towel down, sat down and started to oil up. I sat in the kitchen and watched. Once again, she knew how to tease me; my dick was getting hard. She lay on stomach with her head toward the house. She undid her top. I was torn away from this scene by the doorbell. Upon answering it, I was surprised to find my friend Rob. He said he was in the neighborhood and decided to drop by. Rob had fully supported me in my break-up; he always thought I could do better than Anna. We went in the kitchen and I offered him a drink. A voice came from the backyard: "Who was at the door?" "It's Rob." Anna had raised up on her elbows and was looking at us, "Hey Rob, what's new?" Both Rob and I could see her sagging tits hanging below her loosened bikini top. Rob stared, then shouted back, "Not much. When ya moving out?" Just then, the phone rang. I ran into the other room to answer it. It was mother; she wanted to talk about some family crisis. After a few minutes, I put my mom on hold so I could tell Rob that the call might take a while. I went back into the kitchen, but he was gone. I looked out back and saw my friend rubbing lotion into Anna's back. Both were talking, so I went back to the phone call. After my long talk with my mom, I came back into the kitchen. Rob was still out in the yard, but now he was rubbing lotion on to Anna's front, including her tits. She IS a slut. I watched for a few minutes. Anna put her hand on Rob's crotch. This was too much for me; it was one thing for her to be with other guys, it was another if she was with my friends. I walked out back. Rob jumped back. Anna didn't move. She tried to continue her conversation, but I said, "Rob, I thought we were going to try to catch a movie." On the way to the theater I asked him, "What the hell was going on back there?" "Dude, she asked me to do it. Sorry, my dick took over. I wasn't thinking." "Obviously." "She was acting all slutty, saying that she wished she went out with me because I was a real man. What's up with that?" I told Rob some of the stories of the last few weeks (neglecting the parts that put me in an embarrassing situation). As we talked, I could see Rob adjust himself. Finally, he said, "Dude, you should take advantage of the situation. Sounds like she is trying to hurt you, so you might as well have some fun." I was not thrilled about doing this, but Rob kept after me. Eventually, I agreed. We talked more and decided on a course of action. Sunday night, I was watching tv when I heard Anna go into my bedroom and fire up the computer. She went on line. I peeked in a little while later and was surprised to see her sitting naked in front of the computer. She was looking at porn. I could see her right hand working her crotch. The porn was pictures of gangbangs. She noticed me after a moment, and turned and asked, "Do you need to use this? I'll be off soon." I stared at the dildo in her pussy and plug in her butt. "No, I'm watching tv. You take your time." A moment after I said that, the doorbell rang. I had no idea who it could be. I was surprised to find Carol, a woman who works 3 floors above me, standing at the door. "Hi," she said, "I was just a friend's house around the corner. I knew you lived in the neighborhood, so I decided to look you up. I hope you don't mind." "Of course I don't mind," I replied. "It is good to see you. Come in." I always liked Carol; she is nice, smart, tall, thin, cute, and sexy. Now that I wasn't seeing Anna, I was free to pursue Carol. The moment she walked in, I remembered Anna in the other room. I excused myself for a second, ran and closed the door (Anna was still looking at porn). Carol and I chit-chatted. Eventually, I offered her a tour of my house. As we walked toward the bedrooms, the door had crept open again, and there in plain sight was my ex-girlfriend masturbating to internet porn. I ran to close the door, but I am certain that Carol saw what was happening because her face was red when I turned around. I explained that that was my EX girlfriend and that she was moving out Saturday. I further told her that Anna had been going a little nuts lately. When we finished our tour, Carol used the restroom. I noticed that Anna was done on the computer, but she conveniently left a picture of a man eating out a cum-filled pussy with the title "Chris-the Cum-eater" on the screen. I saw Carol pause when she exited the bathroom while looking at the computer screen in my room. Carol soon Monday, Tom was back in town; Anna got all dressed up like a slut-short skirt, button-down blouse, no underwear. She made a point of sticking her big ass in my face while she put on her shoes. She came in after I was in bed. She made a phone call and I overheard say, "Yeah, he fucked me in his car. It was great. He left a big load in my pussy. I wish Chris was still up so he could clean it out." Her weeks of teasing were leaving me frustrated. I got a huge hard-on from listening to her. I could not fall back to sleep so I jerked off. The next day was little better in regards to my Anna making me feel bad. By now she was putting herself on display anytime she could. While I was eating breakfast, she walked in the kitchen fresh out of the shower with only a towel on her head. We discussed the up-coming week. I found it difficult not to stare at her sagging tits and big ass. She stopped me at one moment and said, "Better take a look. This will probably be the last live naked woman you will see in years! Cum-eating jerk-off boy! I don't know why I ever went out with you. I can see your dick getting hard; are you going to jerk-off and eat your cum?" She laughed and walked away. My dick calmed down after she left. That night, I was reading in my room when Anna walked in. "I have to use MY computer." "Whatever." I tried to ignore. Of course, she got on-line and started to look at porn. I heard her coo now and then things like, "Boy, he has a big one," "He looks like a real man," and "My pussy is getting wet." She took a momentary break to get her vibrator and butt-plug. She returned naked. Her breathing increased as, right in front of my face, she stuck her butt-plug in. After sitting back down, she began to use the vibrator. I complained about the noise, but she did not stop. Finally, I was feeling too horny, so I took off my pants, grabbed a porno mag from my stash, and started to jerk-off. I moaned and groaned too. I said things like, "She has a firm ass," and "Look at those big tits." I was trying to make Anna jealous of my dick, but it didn't work. She worked herself into an orgasm without looking at me once. I, on the other hand, could not stop looking at her. Eventually I came. Shortly after, she powered down the computer and left. Walking out, she asked, "Are you love with your hand?" The days were creeping by. I didn't like going home because of the abuse I was receiving, but I guess this whole thing was my penance for breaking up with Anna. Wednesday, I stayed out late with a colleague. Tom's car was in front of the house when I returned home. Upon entering, I could hear them going at it in her room. I tried to ignore it. Going to my room, I ran into Anna; she was naked and cum was all over her face. "Tom knows how to appreciate a woman. He told me he is in love me." I got a hard-on looking at her, but I felt a little sad at how pathetic her life had become. Later, while watching tv, Tom came into the living room and got on his coat. He said to me, "You were a fool to give up Anna. She is the hottest piece of ass ever!" I thought to myself, she has become a slut. I don't regret breaking up with her. Thursday, my plans with Rob swung into action. After work, I met Rob at a bar. He introduced me to Vicki-a 5'9" blonde with big tits. She wasn't the greatest look at, but Rob told me she loved to fucked. He used to go out with her, but she wasn't the "dating type"; she was the fucking type. She loved to get it on with 2 guys at once. Vicki owed Rob a favor for getting her car fixed, so our rendezvous was to be the payoff. After eating a burger, we headed to my place. My goal was to make Anna jealous by showing her that I could get laid too--that she was going to miss me fucking her. In the car, I explained the situation to Vicki and told her to be as loud and dirty as possible. She said that she would do it as long as we fucked her good. When we walked in the front door, Anna was sitting in the living room watching tv. The three of us proceeded to my bedroom where wasted no time. I immediately started to make out with Vicki. Rob started groping her. After a few minutes, we switched. I was impressed by her tits-large and firm. Vicki spoke up, "Get your cocks out! I want to see them!" Rob and I dropped our pants. I had never seen his dick; I was happy to see that mine was larger. She took them in her hand and started rub them. "That's what I really like: big, hard cocks. Bet you want them sucked." "Yes," we said in unison. She pulled us forward until our dicks were touching. Vicki licked my head then Rob's. She alternated back and forth until they both were wet with saliva. Finally, she touched them together and tried to suck them at the same time. She was unsuccessful. "Damn it," our little cocksucker said, "I wanted both your cocks in my mouth at the same time." With that she let go of our cocks. "All this sucking has made me develop and itch. I need it scratched ... with a tongue. Who wants to eat me out." "I do," I piped up. Rob and I quickly took off Vicki's clothes. My dick got even harder looking at her body: her tits were huge and firm, her ass had not a trace of cellulite, her pussy was clean-shaven. She noticed my staring, and said loudly, "You like my body, eh? Nicer than your last girl-friend?" I nodded. "Bigger tits? Nicer ass?" I nodded more enthusiastically, and said loudly, "Your body is about 1,000 times better than my ex! She has droopy tits and a huge ass. You are beautiful!" I lowered my mouth to her pussy and began to lick; it was juicy. I immediately attached her clit. Vicki moaned in pleasure. Looking up, I saw her sucking on Rob's cock. After 10 minutes of circling her clit with my tongue, and shoving my fingers in her hole, she came. I could hear her breath heavier and heavier, and I could feel her body stiffen up. She started to scream, "I'm gonnnaaa cummmm. Lick me!!!" Vicki emitted a screech of pleasure then collapsed. She nudged my head away complaining that her clit was too sensitive. After a moment of rest, Rod stuck his dick in her face. She began to suckle on it and as she rubbed it with her hand. I was sitting on the floor admiring Vicki's oral abilities when I noticed Anna in the hall peeking into the room. Our eyes met for a moment. I shifted my attention back to Rob and Vicki, and I started to egg them on: "You look so sexy with a cock in you mouth." "Rob, you should shoot all over her face!" He moaned. Her pace quickened. Soon Rob started screaming, "Oh God! Oh God! Yes. Take it! Take it!" He pulled his cock out of her mouth and began cumming all over her face. She stuck out her tongue and got some of it. Eventually she sucked him dry. Rob sank back on to the bed. I stood up and walked over to Vicki. I was caressing my hard-on. "I want you," I said. She smiled. Rob got off the bed and collapsed on to a chair. Vicki shifted down on the bed, and I mounted her in missionary style. I was nose to nose with Vicki. Rob's cum covered her face. I was temped to lick it off; instead, I concentrated on fucking her. I started pumping her hard--fifty fast strokes, then fifty slow ones. I could see via the mirror that Anna was watching us. She had shed her clothes and was loosely wearing her robe. Anna's hands were kneading her crotch. Her stare drove me into a higher sexual frenzy. I raised my tempo to a furious pace. Vicki was enjoying it for her breathing was getting heavier. I said things loudly: "You pussy is so tight. Way tighter than Anna's." "I love you big tits." Finally, "I am going to cum!" "Cum inside me," Vicki responded. My cock throbbed as my jizz filled her hole. Immediately after, I withdrew, sat back, and relaxed. It had been one the hottest fucks I have ever had. Rob, Vicki, and I rested for 10 minutes. She wanted more. Rob was coming back to life, but I needed a little more time. Rob announced that he wanted to fuck her too. Vicki said, "I want you to do me in the ass. Chris, do you have any lube?" "No, but Anna might." Vicki, still naked, got up and walked into Anna's room. I could see by way of the mirror that Anna was busy masturbating with a vibrator. Vicki startled her. "Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt but do you have any lube?" Anna pointed to a drawer. "Thanks hun." After grabbing it, Vicki stopped and stared at Anna. "Boy," Vicki said, "you do have saggy tits. No wonder why Chris dumped you." She returned to my room. I thought, "Yes. A little payback!" Rob was ready for Vicki. He put her on all fours on the bed and grease up her butthole. He shoved his fingers in her backside, and played with her. She moaned with pleasure. Rob lined up his dick and slowly shoved it in. He took about 5 minutes before he had it all inside her. He would move a few centimeters then stop. After he was all the way in, Rob began to pump. Slowly at first, but then with an increased tempo. Soon he was slamming her butt. Meanwhile, my dick had sprung to life. I was stroking it when I approached Vicki's head. She tilted her face back and opened her mouth. I hesitantly put my cock in. She rolled her tongue over it. Being at the perfect height, I slowly began to rock my cock in and out of her mouth. Every time, I would shove a little more in. I shoved my dick all the way in! She did it! Vicki deep-throated me! It felt so wonderful. I withdrew and did it again. I could feel the cum rising in my dick. I did it again. I was at the boiling point. I did it again and deposited my second load of the night down her throat. I pulled out and let out a huge sigh. Rob was continuing to ream her ass. I said loudly, "I can't believe you deep-throated me. No woman has done that before!" Rob started moaning. He said, "Yes. Yesssss. Yessss!!!" as he came in her ass. He pulled out of her and sat down on the bed. Vicki remained on all fours. I got up to examine at her cum-filled holes. It looked terrific. Again, I had to stop myself from cleaning her off. She got off the bed, took the lube and marched back into Anna's room. "Thanks for the lube," Vicki said. "Ain't nothing like having a cock in your ass, is there?" Anna said nothing. I got a couple of towels and we all cleaned up. Vicki and Rob dressed; I didn't. I walked them to the door showering them with praise and thanks. Rob said he had a great time. Vicki gave me her number and a kiss (which tasted like cum). Still naked, I walked into Anna's room and said, "You're not the only one around here who likes to fuck." I figure I got her back. Now we were even, or at least I thought so. I went to bed and fell right to sleep. Friday was Anna's last night in the house. I didn't want to be around, so I went out for a bite and a few drinks with the guys from work. I rolled in around 11:30. There were a bunch vehicles in front of my house. Upon entering, I could smell the smoke (both kinds) and hear the loud music. Four guys were hanging out in the kitchen as I walked through it. The living room was a strange site--there were at least 10 guys and 2 women. Some of them were naked. One of the women was being fucked at both ends. The music was playing loud. Porn was blaring on the tv. Two guys had their cocks out and were masturbating. One of the two held a beer mug at crotch level. Over the music I asked the guy closest to me, "What the hell is going on?" "A party, dude." He obviously had no clue that I owned this house. In his inebriated state, he continued, "Someone called us and told us to come over for a sex party. They said bring some friends. The ho' in the other room is taking all comers. Dude, she is hot. She said that she wanted to be tied up and fucked." "Really?" I asked, "did she really say that?" "I guess so. That's what someone told me." One of the others piped in, "A bunch of guys already left. She must have done 40 guys already. She's a slut." The two guys high-fived. I thought that Anna had gone off the deep end. She really had turned into a slut. The first guy said, "And dude, that other chick is taping the whole thing." "I saw the slut go down on that chick over there. Yes!" High-five. "What's up with that?" I asked, pointing at the 2 guys jacking off into the beer mug. One of them explained, "She wants more cum! So we are all cumming in a glass for her." I got a funny look on my face. "Dude," he said, "you should go cum in the cup. It is almost full." I looked over at the 2 guys again; one was done. I saw the other cum into the mug. Most of his jizz went in, but some landed on the table and floor. He put the mug down and zipped up. The blaring music made it hard to hear clearly, but I think he said, "Who's next?" I stepped toward him. I figured that if Anna wanted to gang-banged by dozens of strangers then drink a cup full of cum, I might as well get in on the action. I wanted her to guzzle down my cum for the last time. In fact, I wanted to present the bucket of cum to the slut herself. I wanted to see her drink it down. I grabbed the beer mug off the table. I took out my cock (which was already hard) and started to jack off. I came pretty quickly because of all the sex around me and all my thoughts of Anna. Most of my cum went into the mug; some fell on the floor. I put down the mug, which was now almost full, and cleaned myself up. I returned my cock to my pants. I looked over at the woman being fucked. The one guy must have cum in her mouth, for she was only being fucked in the pussy. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that this woman was ugly. She was way over-weight and had a horrible face. The guy fucking her started to shudder. After he pulled out, I could see the cum leaking out of her. She stood up and pushed her past me. "I have to go get my pussy cleaned out," she said. I picked up the mug of cum and followed her towards the bedroom. Mercifully, the cd ended at this time, but the sounds of porn on the tv still could be heard. In Anna's bedroom there was 10 more guys. They were surrounding the bed, so I couldn't get a clear view of what was happening. Several shouted when the ugly woman appeared: "She's back!" "Let her through." I made my way toward the bed. On it, I could make out Anna on her back. Her hands were tied to the headboard. A guy was fucking her good. The ugly woman was squatting over her head saying, "You'd better clean me up good!" Ugly moaned a bit, "Yeah baby. Yeah! I can't believe that this is the first night you have ever eaten pussy. You are so good." Several of the guys cheered. I stood in back, holding the mug of cum. I overheard 2 guys say, "I'm next." "No fair. You've all ready fucked her twice." "No, I only fucked her once. I got a blow job the other time. This time ... up the poop shoot!" The guy fucking the ho' finished. As he pulled out, I could see how red Anna's pussy was. Her whole crotch area was covered in jizz. Her pussy and asshole were gapping, with cum running out of them. My dick started to perk up again. Someone noticed I had the mug of cum, and shoved me to the front saying, "Here's the glass of cum for the slut!" A cheer arose. I moved toward the bed, when I saw something that made stop dead. It was Anna! She was sitting next to the bed, fully-clothed, with a video camera in her hand. She didn't notice me. Ugly got off the now mystery woman to reveal Carol!! That nice, smart, tall, thin, cute woman who I worked with was the center of this gangbang! I was stunned. I stood there silently for a second. Then, I screamed, "Carol! Anna, what have you done?!!" Everyone looked stunned. I yelled, "Get the fuck out of my house!!" They started to scatter, realizing that things were going down wrong. Anna stared at me as I put the mug down, and began to untie Carol. Some guy moved towards her; I screamed, "Get out of my house before I call the fucking cops." He left. What had Anna done to this sweet girl? I looked at Anna with rage in my eyes. She looked at me, smiled and said, "I bet you didn't know that Carol was a big slut, did you?" I wanted to hit her. Instead, I finished untying Carol. I let her sit up. She was covered in cum. Anna explained quickly, "She came by looking for you around 6pm. We started talking. The topic turned to sex and how she liked those pictures that I was looking at the other night on the computer. A little alcohol later, and she revealed to me that she wanted to be tied up and gang-banged." "I don't believe you. You had her raped and put it all on film. You did this to get back at me one last time." "No I didn't. Ask her." Carol looked out of it. She was in a fog. With one eye open, she looked up at me. I don't think she knew it was me. Carol said softly, "Do you have my cup of cum? I want more." I was stunned. I moved off the bed. Anna grabbed the mug from the nightstand and handed it to her. All this time, Anna never stopped videotaping. Carol took the mug, smiled and drank it down in one gulp. "That tasted really good," she said to Anna, "anymore?" "Not tonight," she replied. I started to back out of the room. "What's the matter, Chris? I thought you liked cum-covered sluts," Anna said. I got out of the house. I spent the night at a friend's house. Anna's move-out day finally came and then she was gone. I was in hell those last few weeks. Anna showed me what a slut she could have been. The thoughts of knowing I would not be part of her antics made me sad. She also shattered my image of Carol. Rumors had it that Carol, who left the company a week later, had become a high-priced prostitute, specializing in gang-bangs. I also heard that she and Anna still hang out together. By the time Anna moved out, I had paid my penance. Often I jack-off to the memories of Anna and those last weeks in the house together. I hope you enjoyed this story. Please read my other ones. As always, your comments are appreciated. Send your comments or ideas for new stories or continuations of old stories to me: Digger87@excite.com 2070 1.18/512345