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by Ryan Robert Anderson


  "Yes," he said.

  "You liked watching your wife get fucked by my big cock, didn't you?"

  laughed Travis.

  "Yes," he said again.

  When Travis pulled out and went to the bathroom, he said, "I'll get you a

  towel."

  I said, "No need for that."

  Then I looked right at Charles and said, "Now do something for me. Eat my

  pussy and clean me up."

  Charles was shocked to say the least. "Come on honey," I said, "it's what I

  want."

  So Charles came over and looked down at my swollen pussy lips and Travis's

  cum dripping out of me, that's all it took. He did it. He went down on me,

  licking up cum, both Travis's and mine mixed together. Caught up in the

  moment, I was moaning, "Eat me honey."

  Slurping and sucking, he went back and forth from my pussy to my clit.

  I had another massive orgasm. Knowing my husband Charles was eating

  another man's cum out of my pussy was a major turn on.

  Sated I lay exhausted.

  My pussy cleaned, Charles went back to his chair and sat.

  Travis came over to me and wrapped his arms around me spooning, I was in a

  dream state. Don't know how long the spooning lasted but the next thing I

  know Travis is kissing the nape of my neck.

  I turned and kissed him deeply, my hand grasping at his now hard cock. I

  felt his hands on my shoulders and soon I had his cock in my mouth.

  I ran my tongue around the tip and then took the whole head in my mouth as

  I caressed his balls. As I bobbed my mouth up and down, Travis grew in my

  mouth.

  I rose up and slid up his body, kissing his chest and his lips, as I

  straddled him, cowgirl style. Rising up higher, I positioned his cock

  against my pussy lips. Placing my hands on his chest I slide down on that

  monster cock while letting out a loud moan.

  I started riding him slow at first, enjoying every inch of that 9 inch cock

  moving in my pussy. All the while moaning, "So big, so incredible."

  Laughing like a silly virgin, I looked at Charles and said, "Watch me

  getting fucked. Watch me honey."

  Grinning, I asked Travis, "Does that feel good baby? I want to make you

  feel as good as you make me feel."

  He moaned, "God yes."

  I rode him like a bucking bronc for a long time while cumming several

  times.

  Travis not only had a large cock but had control over his orgasms. When he

  was finally ready, he rolled me over on my back, slid back down between my

  legs.

  Grabbing me by my ankles, he placed my petite little feet up on his

  shoulders. Then, in one thrusting movement, he plunged his big cock back

  into my dripping wet pussy as far as it will go, making me grunt and whine

  from the impact. "Oh, yessssss!" I hissed as he pulled out slowly then ram

  into me again, his tight balls slapping against my sweet ass cheeks as he

  repeatedly bury his 9 inches all the way to the hilt.

  My moans changed to screams as his massive cock slammed brutally in and out

  of me. His body got rigid, and his thrusts became uncontrollable as he

  started spewing his cum. Over and over and over again he shot his cum deep

  in my pussy.

  As his thrusts slowed, I could feel my pussy flex as I milked his cum from

  him.

  Travis laid on top of me and I ran my fingers through his hair. As he

  started to pull out, I put my hand on his ass, and said, "Not yet baby...just

  a little longer." We stayed connected for several more minutes. As we

  finally separated, Travis smiled at me and excused himself to go to the

  restroom.

  Then I turned to Charles, called him over and embraced him. Kissing him, I

  told him, "Clean me up again," and he surprised me by with relish, licking

  and eating all our bodily fluids as they dripped from my pussy.

  As I lay on the bed, Travis now dressed shook Charles's hand and kissed me

  gently on the lips and said, "I'd love to meet up again."

  Now alone with my dear husband Charles, I asked him, "What did you think?"

  He said, "It was the most erotic thing that's ever happened to me."

  I agreed and had him lay next to me. Stroking his cock and kissing him

  telling him what a slut he made me. My hand action quickly had him cum and

  then we both fell asleep.

  Now we meet with Travis once a week or so. Hubby is enjoying his clean up

  role. We've progressed to the point where hubby and I will be in 69

  position and Travis will fuck me and cum. Charles now cleans off his cock

  with his mouth before cleaning up my dripping pussy.

  I've encouraged hubby Charles to explore bisexuality. Last time Travis

  brought a bi buddy and he and Charles went at it. We were both side by side

  on our backs, holding hands and getting fucked by big cocks. It was

  incredible.

  The next time Charles went out of town on business I wasn't out of the DFW

  parking lot before I had Austin on the phone. But that's another story.

  18) Taking Judith

  I was sat in the busy cafe enjoying a nice cup of tea admiring the passing

  people. I heard a female voice say "excuse me sir, do you mind if I sit

  here". I looked up to see a very elegant lady of about 40. "Please do" I

  said. She sat down as I continued to look around.

  I glanced up to look at the lady who I had guessed was about 5' 6", of slim

  build, shoulder length blond hair and dressed in a smart business type

  skirt suit. She was busy with her phone and seemed to be getting upset

  with it. "Shit" she said. I looked up at her and she said "sorry".

  "Not a problem" I said.

  She smiled and then said "I've just come from work and they are already

  texting me with work".

  "Ignore them" I said. "I can't, they need me back in the office, I hate

  this job" she said.

  "If you didn't hear the phone then you wouldn't know, so ignore it for five

  minutes and enjoy your coffee".

  "I can't, they will go mad" she said. "Well they will keep doing it, till

  you stand up to them" I said.

  "My job is not like that, I am a solicitor and have to respond when

  necessary" she said

  "You know your job, so I am not telling you what to do, but I'm sure they

  can wait a few minutes and nothing will happen" I said.

  "I know your right, but I can't help it" she said. "I have to go"

  "Well it was nice meeting you, shame you can't stay longer, you need to

  chill a little and relax"

  "I know you mean well, and thank you, sorry for the language earlier" she

  said

  "Take care, here is my number if you ever want a coffee sometime" I said

  giving her my number on a piece of paper.

  "Thank you, bye" she said

  Then she stood up and left as I admired her stocking covered legs in heels

  and admired her trim bottom. A smile came across my face.

  I continued drinking my tea and didn't think anything further of the

  conversation. I'd given her my number just as a bit of a chancer.

  A couple of days later while working at my desk my phone bleeped with an

  incoming text. I continued what I was doing and a few minutes I glanced at

  my phone and saw a text from a number I didn't know. Opening the text I

  discov
ered the message from the lady at the cafe. She again apologised,

  not sure why, and said she would like to meet for a coffee if I wanted to.

  I smiled and decided not to respond immediately.

  Couple of hours later I responded say that I would like to meet her for a

  coffee when she was available. Short time later she replied suggesting the

  following lunchtime at the same place. I agreed to meet her at twelve

  thirty the following day. She promised to be punctual and not get

  distracted by work.

  The following day was a nice sunny summer's day, so I had a short sleeve

  shirt on and trousers. I arrived at the Cafe just before twelve thirty as

  I don't like being late for appointments etc. She was no there when I

  arrived, but then again I was not sure if she would make it on time, going

  by our previous meeting. Ten minutes later and still there no sign of her.

  I text her to see what had happened and at the same time I ordered a coffee

  for myself. After a further fifteen minutes there was no response to my

  text so I finished my coffee and returned to work.

  Later, that afternoon, she text me, apologising for not being able to get

  away from work. I ignored the text and continued working. Later that

  evening about 10pm while I was watching TV she text again apologising once

  more and was sorry if I was upset. I responded that I would be happy to

  meet should we see each other at the Cafe. She seemed a little unhappy in

  her response in that she said "whatever". I just pointed that that there

  was not much point arranging a meeting if she wasn't going to turn up.

  The next day I went about my business as normal, with northing out of the

  ordinary happening. Around 1 o'clock I decided to go to the mall for a

  walk and have a coffee in the Cafe as normal. On entering the Cafe I

  noticed the lady was seated at a table with two drinks. I walked over to

  her before going to the counter to order a drink and said 'Hello'.

  She said 'Hi, I've got you a drink'

  'How did you know I would come' I said

  'I didn't, just took a chance that you would'

  'Well, thank you for the tea. So you are not busy today'

  'I am busy but I had to apologise for yesterday and not showing'

  'Ok, go on apologise'

  She looked at me and said 'What do you mean?'

  'You said you wanted to apologise so I am letting you apologise'

  'I didn't mean like that' she said.

  'How did you mean then? I said.

  'By buying you a drink as a way of an apology' she said

  'Oh, ok. I thought you meant a proper apology' I said

  'You are a hard man' she said

  'I can be with the right person' I said

  She looked at me but said nothing. I looked at her and smiled, then said

  'you are not used to somebody you don't know standing up to you and giving

  you as much as you get'

  'I didn't have to buy you a drink or apologise if I didn't want to. I can

  just as easy leave now' she said

  'Yes, you can. But you are not going to, are you?'

  'What is it with you?'

  'How do you mean?' I said.

  'You think you can treat me as you want and be rude and abrupt' she said

  'I've not treated you bad in anyway or been rude with you, maybe abrupt but

  that all and no more than you deserve at the moment. But your still hear

  and you don't seem to want to leave' I said

  'God, you are so full of yourself' she said.

  'No, I just take things as they come and I treat people as they treat me' I

  said.

  'So let's forget about all this and tell me about yourself' I said.

  'I'm single and live with my daughter, who is 23, I'm a solicitor and

  dedicated to my work' she said.

  'Social life'

  'I'm too busy for that' she said

  'Well it's time you made sometime for yourself to be with your friends' I

  said.

  'I only have my work colleagues' she said.

  'Well now you could have me as a friend, if you wish' I said.

  'You couldn't cope with me' she said.

  'Well let's see, shall we. I think you like to be in control and decide

  everything and make opinions without considering things' I said

  'There you go again, all mouth thinking you are right' she said.

  'Ok, invite me to yours for a drink and let's see how we get on' I said.

  'Why should I?' she said.

  'Why not, let's see what happens, when we both relax' I said

  'Ok, we can meet in the Travellers Rest at eight' she said 'then we can see

  how we get on'

  'Make sure you are not late' I said.

  'And if I am, what will happen? She said.

  'Wait and see' I said. 'Now it's time I was back at work, so see you

  later'

  With that I left thanking for a nice chat. Later in the day she text me

  again asking what will happen. I responded telling her it was for me to

  know and for her to find out. I arrived at the pub as approximately ten

  minutes to eight. She was nowhere to be seen, but then again I didn't

  expect her to be early. Eight o'clock arrived and still no sign of her.

  At approximately ten past eight she walked into the pub looking very

  elegant with her blond hair loose and down to her shoulders. She was

  wearing a nice red cocktail dress which was low cut helping to show her

  breasts very nicely within the dress. It was a little above knee length.

  She was wearing black stockings and heels.

  She greeted me with a kiss on each cheek and apologised for being late. I

  smiled at her and simply said 'You will be'

  There was a look on her face which she didn't know whether to smile or be

  worried.

  'What would you like to drink?' 'Gin and tonic' she said.

  'I hope you are not driving'. 'I will get a taxi if I have to' she said.

  I then asked the barmaid for a ginger ale and a gin and tonic while Julie

  went and sat at a table in the corner. I watched as she sat down and

  enjoyed the view of her cute small bottom and got a feeling she had

  suspenders underneath that dress. She sat down and crossed her legs. She

  had a nice pair of legs and a stunning figure. I was so pleased she had

  agreed to meet me for a drink.

  'You worry me and intrigued me' she said as I sat down next to her giving

  her drink.

  'Why is that' I asked.

  'I don't know. There is something about you. I think you are not the

  person you appear to be on the outside' she said.

  'Is that good or bad?' I said

  'I don't know yet, time will tell' she said.

  I smiled at her and said 'Indeed it will. I must say you are looking very

  nice and appealing tonight and I am enjoying what I am seeing at the

  moment'.

  'At the moment?' she said.

  'Yes, at the moment' I said

  I see her give me a nervous smile. I knew she was unsure how to take me

  which is what I wanted.

  'God you know how to get a girl nervous and unsure what you mean. I'm

  trying to read between the lines and I still don't know what you are

  saying'. She said, taking a sip of her drink.

  'I guess I am doing well then' I say smiling 'You are so used to being in

  control at work and I also think you like that away from work as well'

  She looks at me
'What do you mean? I like being in control?'

  'Exactly that, you want to be in charge of what happens around you and you

  are not keen on anybody else being in control and you not knowing what will

  happen' I say

  'Yes I like knowing what's going to happen, but that doesn't mean I want to

  be in control' she says.

  'So you don't want to be in control then?' I ask.

  'God you are so mixing up what I am saying' she says.

  I smile at her ' I am not mixing anything up, I am just challenging you and

  your not used to it in this context and I am going to be in control and see

  how you cope not being in control'

  'Who says you will be control and what if I don't agree? I think we should

  be equal'. She says.

  'You mean equal on your terms' I say 'You still have to face the

  consequences for being late as well'

 

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