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I watched as she pulled on her yoga pants, getting ready for her run.. I had bought them special for her, since they were almost entirely see through. I loved seeing her in them, and she wore them for me every now and then when we went out. I thrilled, and got quite hard, at the thought of someone peeking at her little shaved pussy through the pants. Now, she said she was going to go “running” this evening. She pulled up the pants, wiggling to get them on, and I could see her the outline of her pussy through them, when she pulled them up tight. Her breasts, jiggled and wiggled, as she pulled them on. I loved those tits of hers I thought to myself. Just lovely. She had her hair in a ponytail, and picked out a low cut neon green jog bra. She watched me watch her as she zipped it up, her breasts swelling into the opening at the top. This was the third Monday afternoon in a row she had decided to go running. Sure she always was taking the dogs for a walk but only Monday did she go running. My cock began to twitch and grow in my pants as I thought about it. I knew where she was going. I had been told. She zipped her top down a bit, her breasts filling up the opening she provided. Another twitch as she touched up her lipstick and pulled her pony tail tight. I was knew she would only be running for a short time, and definitely come back hot and sweaty. My sweatpants started to get tight as she pulled on her little pink running shoes, bent over at the waist, teasing me. She smiled at me, at my condition, my sweatpants giving away my arousal, and gave me a quick peck on the check. You keep it like this she whispered, running her hand up and down the crotch of my sweatpants, causing me to groan a bit. When I get back from my run, maybe he will let you use it she whispered in my ear. She walked down the hall to the front door, and with a smile back at me, was out the front door. I sat down at my computer, and pulled up my favorite chat, Free Cuckold Chat It was a web chat that husbands went to, to see their wives *******, to ****** them to other men, that I went to as well, to see her *******. The chat was almost full, over 100 in it already. My cock throbbed at the thought of posting her, ******* for them all to see. But I didn’t have to. It only took a moment and there she was…
He pulled his truck onto the dirt road among the almond trees and turned it off. He was well behind the trees and only the most interested would see it. He knew it wouldn’t be long, and his thick long dick began to swell in anticipation of her arrival. This was his third trip to this dirt road. He knew she would be coming. She was his prize, his slut to use, and she loved it. So did he of course. This was his free evening, no commitments until much later. She was so luscious, so sweet, he loved hearing her moan and cum, and tonight would be no different. He knew he had a few minutes so he pulled his tablet out, and loaded up the chat room he knew her husband would be on. He had sent him the link of course, with a note and an image of her legs spread and impaled on his cock. He pulled up the photos he had, from that office encounter, and uploaded one into the chat room. He know her husband would see it. His dick grew in his pants, almost uncomfortably, loving ******** her to him in the chat room. It would only be a moment or two until she arrived now.
There was his truck, just like the last time. She walked through the darkening almond orchard, traffic going by on the road right nearby. Her feet made almost no sound, on the soft sand that covered the ground in this orchard. She paused, looking at the truck through the trees. She knew what it meant to go to that truck, what was in store for her. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her nipples grew even harder in her top, even with the cool evening air. She knew what he was going to do to her. Again. Her pussy began to ache, pound with her heartbeat and she knew that she wanted it. To be his slut. Over and over again. She thought back to her husband at home. She had not let him fuck her for weeks now. She knew his cock was hard almost constantly, wanting her. But she was his. She would only let her husband fuck her if he said it was ok. And so far, he had not given permission. Just that Saturday, under instruction from her lover, she had teased him all day, and she had taken a long bath, had put on her slinky nightgown he had bought her, and teased him into bed. He was so hard that night, she smiled. So ready to plunge his cock into her. But she had said no, that her pussy was still her lovers. She had shown him her shaved pussy, softly stroking it, while she told him what her lover would do to it. She had stroked it, fondled it, played with it front of him while he watched. She sent him out of the bed that night, to go surf porn and to masturbate, but not to cum. She had laid back into the bed, and spread her legs, touching herself, rubbing her pussy while thinking of this night, made herself cum. It was finally here again. The orchard was dark around her and she shivered at the thought of some migrant worker finding her here dressed like she was. Her smoothly shaven pussy warmed at the thought. It was getting dark, and she looked so out of place standing almost nude in the orchard. She thought again, someone watching her, walking up to her, pulling her clothes off, pulling her to the ground, ravaging her on the soft ground, filling her with his cock, pumping his cum into her like the slut she was now. Her hand drifted down between her legs, softly stroking her lips through her yoga pants. She could feel her warmth, her mound, she could feel herself moisten, and she listened, wondering if she had heard footsteps in the dark. She looked about, half dreading, half hoping to see some stranger standing next to her, his cock in hand. She shivered again with the thought. She walked forward towards the truck.
There she was, being posted, her beautiful blue eyes looking up into the camera, her mouth full of his fat dick. She looked like she was in heaven at that moment. The chat room was enthusiastically greeting each photo, one after another, ******** her. My cock out of my sweatpants, stroking it softly as the images went by. She was fully *******, her lips around another man’s cock. My cock was so hard, cock ring gripping my balls and cock in its grasp. I throbbed each time a pic appeared, her nude, spread, her big tits, ******** her face and her body to these strangers on the web chat. I knew what she was doing, him using her, and she loved it. So did I. I flicked my nipples, pinching them, watching my cock twitch and grow harder. Another pic of her, blue eyes, red lips, hair in a ponytail, tongue stroking the underside of his cock. I loved it. My solid dripping cock told me that.
He met her at the front of the truck, watching her walk forward out of the darkness. He was nude. His thick cock stood out from him, hard. He pulled her close to him, wrapping him in his arms and his lips met hers in a fierce kiss. She smelled fantastic, so hot, so wanton, so ready. She felt his hand encircle his hard cock, stroking it. She slid down to her knees in the sand, and looked up at him. Her eyes begged permission to suck, to engulf his manhood. Take off your top Suzy he said. She did, reaching up and unzipping it, letting her tits fall free from the confines of the top. He reached down and pulled her back up, turning her back to the truck and pressed her against it. He filled his hands with her breasts, squeezing them, and he felt her hard nipples in his palms. Have you been a good slut he whispered in her ear. She whispered back, yes, of course, yes baby. His fingers squeezed each nipple gently, and he whispered again, have you, is your pussy fresh and clean? She moaned even louder, as he squeezed her nipples a bit harder, yes, yes, baby, I’m your slut, my pussy is just yours, my tits just yours, she gasped as he pinched. He let go of her nipple with one hand and slid it down between her legs. Instantly he felt her heat, her wetness. He leaned in, filling her mouth with his tongue, thrusting, twisting, she met him with the same passion. He broke their embrace again, she moaned out loud at that. He knelt in front of her, pulling her yoga pants down and off her, making her as nude now as he was. He leaned forward, his face at her crotch, and he inhaled her aroma.
She was nude now, in front of him, him kneeling in front of her. She put her hands on his head, pulling him into her pussy, and groaned and vibrated as she felt his tongue thrust into her slit. She lifted a leg, a foot bracing on the fender of the truck as he sucked and licked her womanhood. Her clit felt as hard as a pebble, and she rode his face, feeling that tongue, slither up and down her slit. Braced on the truck, her lover making love to her pussy with his mouth, she thought what a scene it must been. The two of them, just a few dozen yards from the road, making love in the gathering dark. Then his tongue was gone, and she humped her hips forward, trying to make contact again. But he stood now in front of her, nude, his lovely hard cock standing at attention. His balls, so full of cum for her, hung low. She dropped to her knees and he met her mouth with it. So hard, so hot in her mouth, his cockhead thrust into her mouth, stroking it in and out. This is what she was now, a slut to be used by her lover, and she moaned around it, her hands full of his balls, his hands full of her hair, grasping her ponytail. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft, around his cock head, and knew what treat he had for her. She longed for it, needed it. Oh she could feel him swell in her mouth. She put both hands on his cock, pulling and stroking it into her mouth. She almost started to cum as he did, her mouth filled suddenly with his hot sperm, and she swallowed, feeling him fill her mouth again, hot. He had his hands on her head, holding her steady as he pumped it into her mouth. He groaned again, one last spurt of his cum filling her mouth once more.
The pictures had stopped being posted, the chat was quiet, except for the pleas for more of the hot slut that was being posted. I knew why they had stopped. I thought, my fist wrapped around my cock, was he fucking her right now? Filling her pussy with his cock? Or was she on her knees sucking him, letting fill her mouth with his cum? That was exquisite agony, that image filling his head. It had been years since that last happened. My cock dripped, throbbed, waiting for her return.
He pulled her mouth of his cock, and pulled her to her feet. Walking around the side of the truck with her in tow, he led her to a blanket laid out on the soft ground. They knelt together and he laid her back on the blanket, spreading her legs wide. Her hands grasped her knees, and she pulled her knees back, opening her pussy to him. He looked down on her, spread and waiting. He thrilled at the thought that this prize was his, so horny so hot. He thought about his buddies at the station, how they had hung on every detail of her, and thought, maybe next time, he would bring a few of them with him. One of his partners, Bob, he knew would love to claim this prize for an evening. He had shown Bob the video he had of her, swallowing his cum, like a starving hot wife that she was. He had almost begged to come along this week. Maybe next time he had laughed. He knelt between her legs, her pussy open like a flower, and drew his tongue up her slit, her gasping out loud. Bracing his hands on her thighs he licked her up and down, nibbling on her clit, sucking it into his lips. She would not last he thought as she moaned louder and louder. He smiled as his cock grew again, and it hardened, as he thought about filling her with it. With a loud gasp and cry she began to cum, shaking and thrusting her hips into his mouth. She fell still panting. He knelt before her, spread wide for him and laid his cock on her pussy. He slipped it up and down her slit, teasing it, pressing his cock against her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed it home, feeling it fill her tight pussy.
It was so big, it filled her up, she could feel it expanding in her, pushing its way into her. So much bigger than her husband, so much thicker, so much harder. She moaned at the thought of it, filling her. She hadn’t had such a cock, to fill her so much since her ex-fiancé. She pulled her legs around his waist, pulling him down onto her, as she felt him slide all the way into her, his balls pressing against her pussy lips and her ass. On a blanket in the dark, just a few hundred yards from her house, and a few yards from a road full of traffic she gave into the fucking. Over and over he pounded her pussy, each thrust filling her more and more. She felt his balls slapping her pussy lips, her ass, over and over. She held him tight, as he rolled her onto the top, her sitting on this massive cock. She held herself up on his and he drove it up and into her, thrusting to her very core. She could see he was close, and squeezed down on him, sucking his cock into her womb. Then slowly she slid off, delicious agony as it slid for her body. She reached back, feeling his thick slippery shaft in her hand and set the tip at her ass. His hands gripped her hips, holding her tight and she felt him swell. He pressed up, slowly sliding into her ass and she slid down, impaling herself on his cock, filling her completely. The pain, so short lived, was replaced by the pleasure of his thick cock, throbbing deep in her ass. Just a few strokes, up and down, and she began to cum again, even harder now, her breasts swaying as she thrashed and moaned, cried out in orgasm on it. Then he was out of her again and she slid him back into her womb, feeling him throb in anticipation of cumming. He was so close to cumming she could tell. She wanted every drop deep of his cum in her, filling her. One quick up and down stroke, and she whispered to him, cum in your slut baby. Fill her up…Her insides exploded in heat as he filled her with his sperm, each stream of cum hotter than the last, filling her completely. She pressed her hips down, thrusting his twitching cock deep into her, stretching her vagina around his thick base. She moaned and began to cum, shaking and vibrating on him, part of her wishing she was fertile, to know he was filling her womb with his potent sperm. She held still, holding his still twitching cock deep in her, every drop of cum trapped in her. Then, with a gasp of the last of her orgasm, she collapsed on his chest, panting and she kissed him, wet, and sticky they filled each other’s mouth.
I heard the door open and the squeak of her tennis shoes, almost an hour and half later. She walked into the bedroom where I was, hard cock and balls bound in my ring. She pulled of her clothes, throwing them into a pile and smiled at me. Lay down she said, and I did. Climbing up onto the bed, she looked beautiful, ravaged and sexy. She knelt, putting her knees on each side of my head, lowered herself down onto my face. Lick me she whispered, and I did. Her hand circled my cock, and she teased it, tickled it. She was so wet, I thrust my tongue up into her sweet pussy. I could taste the sex, the coupling that had just happened. I thrust my tongue up and around, licking and cleaning her beautiful pussy. She braced herself on the headboard, sliding her hips back and forth, sliding her slippery pussy all over my mouth. Her hand slipped all over my cock, squeezing my balls as I licked. She moaned, pressing her hips down on me, her passion building. She was full, her wetness filling my mouth as I sucked her pussy clean. With a moan she began whispering to me, “Oh baby, let me tell you what he did. He has such a big cock.. I sucked it, I did, and I let him cum in your wife’s mouth. And then, oh god, he put that big cock of his in my pussy, so deep and hard. It filled me up like you never have. He was so thick, and I could feel it stretching me, but it felt so good. It was so much bigger and thicker than you baby, can you taste it? Mmmm did I tell you I let him put it in my ass? I came on his cock in my ass, it felt so good. But I let him fill my wet pussy with his big cock when he was going to cum again… oh baby he filled it so much and so much cum… and then a soft cry, she shivered, vibrating on me as she came again, and she settled on my face. She held still on me, for a long moment, her wetness in my mouth, on my face, then climbed off. She stood next to the bed, looking at me, with a smile on her face. I’m going to go take a shower she said, pulling her hair out of her pony tail. I could see leaves and sand sprinkle free as she did it. She looked at my hard cock, hard and throbbing, and bent down kissing me on the lips. Maybe next week baby… maybe next week she whispered in my ear. I moaned, my cock twitching. She glanced at it with a smile. And no wasting all that cum on a Kleenex babe, you know the rules. You keep it hard like that for me, unless you want me to jerk it into your mouth baby? ….I think you should keep it hard for me, don’t you? With that she turned, and walked into the bathroom, the shower starting up.
The stranger had watched from the dark orchard as the man had cum in her, barely ten yards away. They panted and heaved, cried out when he had filled her with his cum, and they had laid still on the blanket next to the truck. He watched as she had dressed, barely visible now in the night. The man had done the same and heard them talking about next week. She was his slut he heard him say. She nodded to him, her big tits shaking. They would be meeting again he heard, his cock hard in his pants. He would be here as well next week, in the trees while they rutted like wild animals. She was a busty slut he could see, her big floppy tits bouncing and swinging as she had ridden his cock. Maybe next week he would intercept her on the way home, taste some of her shaved pussy he had seen the guy plowing, maybe add his cum to her hot pussy. It made his thick cock even harder at the thought, and he freed it from his pants as she walked by him, hidden in the darkness, his cock growing to its full nine inches. He thought of next week.…
I watched as she pulled on her yoga pants, getting ready for her run.. I had bought them special for her, since they were almost entirely see through. I loved seeing her in them, and she wore them for me every now and then when we went out. I thrilled, and got quite hard, at the thought of someone peeking at her little shaved pussy through the pants. Now, she said she was going to go “running” this evening. She pulled up the pants, wiggling to get them on, and I could see her the outline of her pussy through them, when she pulled them up tight. Her breasts, jiggled and wiggled, as she pulled them on. I loved those tits of hers I thought to myself. Just lovely. She had her hair in a ponytail, and picked out a low cut neon green jog bra. She watched me watch her as she zipped it up, her breasts swelling into the opening at the top. This was the third Monday afternoon in a row she had decided to go running. Sure she always was taking the dogs for a walk but only Monday did she go running. My cock began to twitch and grow in my pants as I thought about it. I knew where she was going. I had been told. She zipped her top down a bit, her breasts filling up the opening she provided. Another twitch as she touched up her lipstick and pulled her pony tail tight. I was knew she would only be running for a short time, and definitely come back hot and sweaty. My sweatpants started to get tight as she pulled on her little pink running shoes, bent over at the waist, teasing me. She smiled at me, at my condition, my sweatpants giving away my arousal, and gave me a quick peck on the check. You keep it like this she whispered, running her hand up and down the crotch of my sweatpants, causing me to groan a bit. When I get back from my run, maybe he will let you use it she whispered in my ear. She walked down the hall to the front door, and with a smile back at me, was out the front door. I sat down at my computer, and pulled up my favorite chat, Free Cuckold Chat It was a web chat that husbands went to, to see their wives *******, to ****** them to other men, that I went to as well, to see her *******. The chat was almost full, over 100 in it already. My cock throbbed at the thought of posting her, ******* for them all to see. But I didn’t have to. It only took a moment and there she was…
He pulled his truck onto the dirt road among the almond trees and turned it off. He was well behind the trees and only the most interested would see it. He knew it wouldn’t be long, and his thick long dick began to swell in anticipation of her arrival. This was his third trip to this dirt road. He knew she would be coming. She was his prize, his slut to use, and she loved it. So did he of course. This was his free evening, no commitments until much later. She was so luscious, so sweet, he loved hearing her moan and cum, and tonight would be no different. He knew he had a few minutes so he pulled his tablet out, and loaded up the chat room he knew her husband would be on. He had sent him the link of course, with a note and an image of her legs spread and impaled on his cock. He pulled up the photos he had, from that office encounter, and uploaded one into the chat room. He know her husband would see it. His dick grew in his pants, almost uncomfortably, loving ******** her to him in the chat room. It would only be a moment or two until she arrived now.
There was his truck, just like the last time. She walked through the darkening almond orchard, traffic going by on the road right nearby. Her feet made almost no sound, on the soft sand that covered the ground in this orchard. She paused, looking at the truck through the trees. She knew what it meant to go to that truck, what was in store for her. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her nipples grew even harder in her top, even with the cool evening air. She knew what he was going to do to her. Again. Her pussy began to ache, pound with her heartbeat and she knew that she wanted it. To be his slut. Over and over again. She thought back to her husband at home. She had not let him fuck her for weeks now. She knew his cock was hard almost constantly, wanting her. But she was his. She would only let her husband fuck her if he said it was ok. And so far, he had not given permission. Just that Saturday, under instruction from her lover, she had teased him all day, and she had taken a long bath, had put on her slinky nightgown he had bought her, and teased him into bed. He was so hard that night, she smiled. So ready to plunge his cock into her. But she had said no, that her pussy was still her lovers. She had shown him her shaved pussy, softly stroking it, while she told him what her lover would do to it. She had stroked it, fondled it, played with it front of him while he watched. She sent him out of the bed that night, to go surf porn and to masturbate, but not to cum. She had laid back into the bed, and spread her legs, touching herself, rubbing her pussy while thinking of this night, made herself cum. It was finally here again. The orchard was dark around her and she shivered at the thought of some migrant worker finding her here dressed like she was. Her smoothly shaven pussy warmed at the thought. It was getting dark, and she looked so out of place standing almost nude in the orchard. She thought again, someone watching her, walking up to her, pulling her clothes off, pulling her to the ground, ravaging her on the soft ground, filling her with his cock, pumping his cum into her like the slut she was now. Her hand drifted down between her legs, softly stroking her lips through her yoga pants. She could feel her warmth, her mound, she could feel herself moisten, and she listened, wondering if she had heard footsteps in the dark. She looked about, half dreading, half hoping to see some stranger standing next to her, his cock in hand. She shivered again with the thought. She walked forward towards the truck.
There she was, being posted, her beautiful blue eyes looking up into the camera, her mouth full of his fat dick. She looked like she was in heaven at that moment. The chat room was enthusiastically greeting each photo, one after another, ******** her. My cock out of my sweatpants, stroking it softly as the images went by. She was fully *******, her lips around another man’s cock. My cock was so hard, cock ring gripping my balls and cock in its grasp. I throbbed each time a pic appeared, her nude, spread, her big tits, ******** her face and her body to these strangers on the web chat. I knew what she was doing, him using her, and she loved it. So did I. I flicked my nipples, pinching them, watching my cock twitch and grow harder. Another pic of her, blue eyes, red lips, hair in a ponytail, tongue stroking the underside of his cock. I loved it. My solid dripping cock told me that.
He met her at the front of the truck, watching her walk forward out of the darkness. He was nude. His thick cock stood out from him, hard. He pulled her close to him, wrapping him in his arms and his lips met hers in a fierce kiss. She smelled fantastic, so hot, so wanton, so ready. She felt his hand encircle his hard cock, stroking it. She slid down to her knees in the sand, and looked up at him. Her eyes begged permission to suck, to engulf his manhood. Take off your top Suzy he said. She did, reaching up and unzipping it, letting her tits fall free from the confines of the top. He reached down and pulled her back up, turning her back to the truck and pressed her against it. He filled his hands with her breasts, squeezing them, and he felt her hard nipples in his palms. Have you been a good slut he whispered in her ear. She whispered back, yes, of course, yes baby. His fingers squeezed each nipple gently, and he whispered again, have you, is your pussy fresh and clean? She moaned even louder, as he squeezed her nipples a bit harder, yes, yes, baby, I’m your slut, my pussy is just yours, my tits just yours, she gasped as he pinched. He let go of her nipple with one hand and slid it down between her legs. Instantly he felt her heat, her wetness. He leaned in, filling her mouth with his tongue, thrusting, twisting, she met him with the same passion. He broke their embrace again, she moaned out loud at that. He knelt in front of her, pulling her yoga pants down and off her, making her as nude now as he was. He leaned forward, his face at her crotch, and he inhaled her aroma.
She was nude now, in front of him, him kneeling in front of her. She put her hands on his head, pulling him into her pussy, and groaned and vibrated as she felt his tongue thrust into her slit. She lifted a leg, a foot bracing on the fender of the truck as he sucked and licked her womanhood. Her clit felt as hard as a pebble, and she rode his face, feeling that tongue, slither up and down her slit. Braced on the truck, her lover making love to her pussy with his mouth, she thought what a scene it must been. The two of them, just a few dozen yards from the road, making love in the gathering dark. Then his tongue was gone, and she humped her hips forward, trying to make contact again. But he stood now in front of her, nude, his lovely hard cock standing at attention. His balls, so full of cum for her, hung low. She dropped to her knees and he met her mouth with it. So hard, so hot in her mouth, his cockhead thrust into her mouth, stroking it in and out. This is what she was now, a slut to be used by her lover, and she moaned around it, her hands full of his balls, his hands full of her hair, grasping her ponytail. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft, around his cock head, and knew what treat he had for her. She longed for it, needed it. Oh she could feel him swell in her mouth. She put both hands on his cock, pulling and stroking it into her mouth. She almost started to cum as he did, her mouth filled suddenly with his hot sperm, and she swallowed, feeling him fill her mouth again, hot. He had his hands on her head, holding her steady as he pumped it into her mouth. He groaned again, one last spurt of his cum filling her mouth once more.
The pictures had stopped being posted, the chat was quiet, except for the pleas for more of the hot slut that was being posted. I knew why they had stopped. I thought, my fist wrapped around my cock, was he fucking her right now? Filling her pussy with his cock? Or was she on her knees sucking him, letting fill her mouth with his cum? That was exquisite agony, that image filling his head. It had been years since that last happened. My cock dripped, throbbed, waiting for her return.
He pulled her mouth of his cock, and pulled her to her feet. Walking around the side of the truck with her in tow, he led her to a blanket laid out on the soft ground. They knelt together and he laid her back on the blanket, spreading her legs wide. Her hands grasped her knees, and she pulled her knees back, opening her pussy to him. He looked down on her, spread and waiting. He thrilled at the thought that this prize was his, so horny so hot. He thought about his buddies at the station, how they had hung on every detail of her, and thought, maybe next time, he would bring a few of them with him. One of his partners, Bob, he knew would love to claim this prize for an evening. He had shown Bob the video he had of her, swallowing his cum, like a starving hot wife that she was. He had almost begged to come along this week. Maybe next time he had laughed. He knelt between her legs, her pussy open like a flower, and drew his tongue up her slit, her gasping out loud. Bracing his hands on her thighs he licked her up and down, nibbling on her clit, sucking it into his lips. She would not last he thought as she moaned louder and louder. He smiled as his cock grew again, and it hardened, as he thought about filling her with it. With a loud gasp and cry she began to cum, shaking and thrusting her hips into his mouth. She fell still panting. He knelt before her, spread wide for him and laid his cock on her pussy. He slipped it up and down her slit, teasing it, pressing his cock against her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed it home, feeling it fill her tight pussy.
It was so big, it filled her up, she could feel it expanding in her, pushing its way into her. So much bigger than her husband, so much thicker, so much harder. She moaned at the thought of it, filling her. She hadn’t had such a cock, to fill her so much since her ex-fiancé. She pulled her legs around his waist, pulling him down onto her, as she felt him slide all the way into her, his balls pressing against her pussy lips and her ass. On a blanket in the dark, just a few hundred yards from her house, and a few yards from a road full of traffic she gave into the fucking. Over and over he pounded her pussy, each thrust filling her more and more. She felt his balls slapping her pussy lips, her ass, over and over. She held him tight, as he rolled her onto the top, her sitting on this massive cock. She held herself up on his and he drove it up and into her, thrusting to her very core. She could see he was close, and squeezed down on him, sucking his cock into her womb. Then slowly she slid off, delicious agony as it slid for her body. She reached back, feeling his thick slippery shaft in her hand and set the tip at her ass. His hands gripped her hips, holding her tight and she felt him swell. He pressed up, slowly sliding into her ass and she slid down, impaling herself on his cock, filling her completely. The pain, so short lived, was replaced by the pleasure of his thick cock, throbbing deep in her ass. Just a few strokes, up and down, and she began to cum again, even harder now, her breasts swaying as she thrashed and moaned, cried out in orgasm on it. Then he was out of her again and she slid him back into her womb, feeling him throb in anticipation of cumming. He was so close to cumming she could tell. She wanted every drop deep of his cum in her, filling her. One quick up and down stroke, and she whispered to him, cum in your slut baby. Fill her up…Her insides exploded in heat as he filled her with his sperm, each stream of cum hotter than the last, filling her completely. She pressed her hips down, thrusting his twitching cock deep into her, stretching her vagina around his thick base. She moaned and began to cum, shaking and vibrating on him, part of her wishing she was fertile, to know he was filling her womb with his potent sperm. She held still, holding his still twitching cock deep in her, every drop of cum trapped in her. Then, with a gasp of the last of her orgasm, she collapsed on his chest, panting and she kissed him, wet, and sticky they filled each other’s mouth.
I heard the door open and the squeak of her tennis shoes, almost an hour and half later. She walked into the bedroom where I was, hard cock and balls bound in my ring. She pulled of her clothes, throwing them into a pile and smiled at me. Lay down she said, and I did. Climbing up onto the bed, she looked beautiful, ravaged and sexy. She knelt, putting her knees on each side of my head, lowered herself down onto my face. Lick me she whispered, and I did. Her hand circled my cock, and she teased it, tickled it. She was so wet, I thrust my tongue up into her sweet pussy. I could taste the sex, the coupling that had just happened. I thrust my tongue up and around, licking and cleaning her beautiful pussy. She braced herself on the headboard, sliding her hips back and forth, sliding her slippery pussy all over my mouth. Her hand slipped all over my cock, squeezing my balls as I licked. She moaned, pressing her hips down on me, her passion building. She was full, her wetness filling my mouth as I sucked her pussy clean. With a moan she began whispering to me, “Oh baby, let me tell you what he did. He has such a big cock.. I sucked it, I did, and I let him cum in your wife’s mouth. And then, oh god, he put that big cock of his in my pussy, so deep and hard. It filled me up like you never have. He was so thick, and I could feel it stretching me, but it felt so good. It was so much bigger and thicker than you baby, can you taste it? Mmmm did I tell you I let him put it in my ass? I came on his cock in my ass, it felt so good. But I let him fill my wet pussy with his big cock when he was going to cum again… oh baby he filled it so much and so much cum… and then a soft cry, she shivered, vibrating on me as she came again, and she settled on my face. She held still on me, for a long moment, her wetness in my mouth, on my face, then climbed off. She stood next to the bed, looking at me, with a smile on her face. I’m going to go take a shower she said, pulling her hair out of her pony tail. I could see leaves and sand sprinkle free as she did it. She looked at my hard cock, hard and throbbing, and bent down kissing me on the lips. Maybe next week baby… maybe next week she whispered in my ear. I moaned, my cock twitching. She glanced at it with a smile. And no wasting all that cum on a Kleenex babe, you know the rules. You keep it hard like that for me, unless you want me to jerk it into your mouth baby? ….I think you should keep it hard for me, don’t you? With that she turned, and walked into the bathroom, the shower starting up.
The stranger had watched from the dark orchard as the man had cum in her, barely ten yards away. They panted and heaved, cried out when he had filled her with his cum, and they had laid still on the blanket next to the truck. He watched as she had dressed, barely visible now in the night. The man had done the same and heard them talking about next week. She was his slut he heard him say. She nodded to him, her big tits shaking. They would be meeting again he heard, his cock hard in his pants. He would be here as well next week, in the trees while they rutted like wild animals. She was a busty slut he could see, her big floppy tits bouncing and swinging as she had ridden his cock. Maybe next week he would intercept her on the way home, taste some of her shaved pussy he had seen the guy plowing, maybe add his cum to her hot pussy. It made his thick cock even harder at the thought, and he freed it from his pants as she walked by him, hidden in the darkness, his cock growing to its full nine inches. He thought of next week.…
