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I pushed Aston, trying to get him off of me. He wouldn’t budge, he just fucked me harder. His big black cock sending sensations throughout my body. My legs were tingling, including my overly sensitive pussy. My husband was standing next to the bed watching us fuck. I looked up into his eyes, I didn’t really know how he felt. Was it fear, defeat, disgust or was it excitement, whatever I saw brought on another orgasm. My mind abandoned my body as I writhed under Aston. As my orgasm collapsed, I cried out, “Get off me… Aston, Get off!” Aston rolled off me, his huge cock slipping out of my pussy with a wet sucking sound. An explosion of semen, cum and pussy juice, spilled from within me onto the sheets. Aston now saw my husband Tim, and he cowered. I could only surmise he was afraid of what was coming next. Tim leaned over and placed a gift wrapped box on the bed. He turned and left the bedroom, I heard him going down the stairs. I rushed from the room. My camisole covering me, but my stocking tops were falling down my thighs. “Tim, please wait, I can explain,” I pleaded. “Please Tim, please,” I sobbed. Tim said nothing, he didn’t even recognize my pleas. As soon as his feet were off the stairs and on the floor, he rushed into the powder room. I heard him retching into the toilet. I was now in full panic mode. I had no idea of what would happen next. I wouldn’t blame Tim if he beat the hell out of me. I was pretty sure Aston was safe, Tim knew I was the culprit. Aston came down the stairs, he was fully dressed. He looked at me, like, “What now?” Tim reappeared, “Hold on there young man, you’re not going anywhere.” Aston stopped in his tracks. “You!,” he said, pointing at me. “Go get dressed, you look like a fuckin’ cheap whore.” I ran back up the stairs, wondering what would happen next. I had never contemplated getting caught cheating on Tim. I quickly tore off the stockings and chemise. I put on panties, a bra, along with shorts and a blouse. When I returned downstairs, Aston was sitting at the kitchen table across from Tim. Tim must have talked to him, because he looked almost normal. “Piper, sit at the end!” Tim commanded forcefully. Looking at Aston, he said, “Now tell me how you two met, just like you told me a few seconds ago.” Aston repeated how we met and had dinner together. How his date had stood him up and he felt lonely. How I had flaunted myself at him. He being a virile male was not about to turn down a hot piece of ass from a real beautiful woman. He told Tim that we were on our second hookup, the first at his house and now tonight at Tim’s and my house. He didn’t fudge the truth in anyway, nor did he leave anything out. “What do you think your girlfriend will think of this? How will she react to your cheating on her?” Tim asked him. “She’ll probably dump me or at least make my life miserable for awhile.” “I’ll tell you what, since you have fucked my wife, I want to fuck your girlfriend. Do you understand? I don’t care how you do it, I want her here tomorrow evening at seven. She better know that she is coming here to get fucked by me. If you don’t, this fuckin’ cheap-ass whore sitting here, will be out of this house, sitting on her ass at the curb. Do you understand what I am saying?” “Yes Sir,” Aston replied. “Seven sharp, I’ll sure try, I can’t guarantee my girlfriend will go along with me on this.” “I don’t give a fuck, that’s your problem. Her cute little ass better be here.” I kept my mouth shut, I had never seen Tim so forceful. He was like a different man, for sure no cuckold to any man. “Okay cunt, take him back to his car.” Tim got up from the table and walked into the family room. For a second, I sat there stunned, Tim had never called me the ‘C’ word. I stood up and walked into the garage, Aston was right behind me. I started my SUV and backed out, damn near driving off the edge of the driveway and over the curb. “You don’t have to force your girlfriend to come here tomorrow. I’ll talk to Tim.” “Don’t worry about my girlfriend, I won’t talk to her, I’ll talk to another girl I know. She is hot for white cock and will jump at the chance to get with Tim. She will play along with me. The question should be, can I trust you?” “I don’t have any idea who your girlfriend is, of course if she is introduced as ‘your girlfriend’, how could I know differently?” “Okay, we’re set, remember she’s my girlfriend, if only for the night.” I parked next to Aston’s Chevy and reached over and grabbed his cock. “Keep that baby hot for me. My pussy still wants it.” Aston gave me a quick kiss, got out, and went to his car. I backed up and drove away, heading back home. I knew Tim would be waiting, and I had no idea what was in store for me. Tim was at the kitchen table when I walked into the house. Bostancı Escort “Sit down, we have a lot to discuss.” I sat, looking at Tim. He stared at me, like I was some kind of slut. Then like a lightning bolt out of the blue, Tim started laughing. ‘What the fuck’, I thought. “Gotcha, you think I’d throw you out, baby? Hey, I’ve been waiting for such a scene to be played out by you. Do you think for one moment that I didn’t know you would eventually cheat on me? I had this figured out months ago. I knew you couldn’t keep your panties on if the right guy caught you in a weak moment. You picked a doozy, I have to hand you that. A young black stud like Aston would give a years pay to fuck a hot white woman like you. I came home early because I completed the job early. When I opened the door, all was dark downstairs. I looked up and saw candle light flickering from our bedroom. Then you started talking dirty and moaning, I knew you were getting fucked. I just didn’t know by who. I crept up the stairs and watched you two fucking each other’s brains out. Do you always fuck with your eyes shut? I must say he has a huge cock. Your pussy had no problem taking it though. I was pissed, but then seeing you two fucking like animals, kinda turned me on, so I watched until you saw me. When you started screaming and he thought you wanted him to fuck you harder. Priceless! Then when he made you cum, while you were staring at me, another priceless moment. I conjured up this idea when I was in the bathroom. I figured he would have a black girlfriend, and I’ve always wanted to fuck a black chick. It has now worked out perfectly, you taking a black cock, me taking a black pussy, the best of all worlds.” “What if he has a white girlfriend? What will you do then?” “Should I give a fuck? As long as she has a pussy, that’s all I care. If I ever see his mother, I’ll get a piece of her ass also. That way if he ever calls me a ‘Mother fucker’, he won’t be lying. Does he have any sisters? I want a crack at their asses also. I think you still want another go at his black cock, probably any black dick. This is one way for that to happen while we are married.” Tim poured us each a shot of Crown Royal. He lifted his glass, motioning me to do the same, I did. “Here’s to us, may our fantasies come true.” Tim downed his whiskey, a second later I downed mine. Tim poured us another shot. We downed them also. After two more shots, Tim said, “Get that hot ass of yours upstairs, I want some good fuckin’ tonight.” I climbed the stairs, Tim right behind me. He must have slapped my ass at least once for every stair. My ass was sore by the time I reached the upper floor. Tim was sure acting differently that night. More forceful, more dominant. I’d better do what he wants, who knows what may happen if I didn’t. Tim started to strip me in the hallway. By the time we reached the bedroom, all I had on was my bra. Tim unhooked that and tossed it in a corner, I was completely nude. “Go wash your pussy, you stink like cum.” he demanded. I went into our ensuite and took a quick shower. I took great care of my pussy. After the shower I used my skin creme to soften my skin. A fast spritz of Summer’s Eve and I was ready for Tim. I was getting pretty damn turned on now. Tim was acting like I secretly wanted for our whole marriage. I wanted to fuck him senseless. I walked back into the bedroom, Tim was on his back, his hard as a rock cock, standing tall. “Get over here and sit on this, bitch. Fuck me like you fucked that black cock.” I crawled up on the bed and straddled Tim’s cock. As I slipped my wet pussy over his cockhead, I felt him throb. Tim’s cock was hard as steel. I slipped my fingers around his shaft and tried to squeeze my finger tips together, didn’t happen. Tim was so worked up his cock was as thick as Aston’s. “Get off and turn around, I want to see my cock up your pussy. I want to see me stretch your pussy lips like Aston did.” I turned around, Reverse Cowgirl. Tim’s hands were on my waist, he pulled me down, guiding his cock into me. I felt my pussy stretch, just like it did for Aston. Tim pulled me down and he was balls deep in me. The sensations, of his rapid insertion, felt like heaven. “Fuck me hard Tim. I’m your woman, no matter what. It’s your cock I’ve always wanted, no one else’s. Fuck me baby, let me make you cum. I want you to cum hard in my pussy.” Tim fucked up into me, watching as his cock disappeared and reappeared. Finally he was satisfied looking at his cock ramming my pussy. He lifted me up, and unceremoniously flipped me on my back. I spread my legs and in one swift motion his cock was again buried to his balls. Tim fucked me hard and brought me to my first orgasm with him that night. Bostancı Escort Bayan It wasn’t the last I would experience. Tim was a wild man, he came once but didn’t stop fucking me. My pussy was getting sore from the pounding Aston gave it and now Tim. My clit felt like mush, from banging into Aston’s and Tim’s pubic bones. I was moaning from both pain and sensations as I cum my final time. “I can’t fuck anymore, Tim. I’m so sore inside.” “You should have thought of that before. I’m not done with you yet, I’m going to cum soon.” Tim renewed the action of his pistoning cock. I felt him building, his dick was starting to throb. “Fuck!” Was all he said as he rammed tight into me. I contracted my pussy muscles, like I was trying to stop his cock. That action brought on Tim’s climax as his cock remained tightly inside of me. Tim’s cock spasms brought on my last orgasm for the night. Tim rolled off of me, flopping onto his back. “Clean my cock up with your tongue,” he ordered me. I did as I was told. I licked my juices and his cum, off his cock. “Suck me, suck any leftover cum from my dick.” I sucked his rapidly shrinking cock, sucking into my mouth any cum that was left. Tim pushed me away from him. “You’ve been fucked enough tonight, I’m tired, go to sleep. Good night.” Tim rolled over, his back to me. I got up, holding my pussy lips shut with my fingers, and hurried into the ensuite. I sat on the toilet, pushing Tim’s cum out of my pussy. I must have sat there for ten minutes, it took that long for my pussy to stop dripping. A warm washcloth finished the job and I went back into the bedroom. I lay down and was asleep almost immediately. ***** I woke up, my bed was empty. Tim must have gotten up earlier. My robe was hanging over the arm of a chair. I picked it up and proceeded down the stairs to the kitchen. Tim was sitting at the table, drinking coffee and having a danish. He looked up from the book he was reading, as I finished tying my robe shut. “Mornin’ Sunshine, sleep well?” Tim was in a good mood. “Morning Hon, I slept like a rock,” I replied as I poured a cup of hot coffee. “Good, because come seven, we have a lot of activity beginning. I don’t want either of us pooping out early. I’m going for a massage, want to come and have one also?” “You know what, that sounds good, I think I will. I’ll call and see if Arnold is available. Are we doing a ‘couples massage’?” “I already have a ten o’clock with Midori, so make yours whenever convenient for you.” Midori, yep, cutest little Japanese bitch on the planet. Probably weighs a whole eighty pounds. I have the feeling that if Tim could get in her pants, he would. I never turn down a massage. My masseuse, Arnold, has the hands of an angel. Plus he has a habit of rubbing my pussy when he massages my inner thighs. I’ve always been hesitant to ask him outright to finger me, maybe today will be the day. I finished my coffee and picked up my cell. Arnold was available, but not at ten. I made my appointment for eleven. “Do you think Aston will come here tonight with his girlfriend?” I asked Tim. Tim put down the book he was reading. “I don’t know. I have a feeling that he will. If no girlfriend, he’s not getting into the house or your pants.” Tim tipped his coffee cup up and finished it, he set the cup down. “Gotta go, I’ll just get there in time for my massage.” I finished my coffee and went back upstairs. It was a warm day, so I dressed appropriately, a light sundress, no panties or bra. At ten thirty, I left for my massage appointment. As I walked through the massage parlor door, Tim was walking toward me. “Hi Hon,” he said as he kissed me on my lips. Then he walked out the door into the parking lot. Bastard, he smells like and tastes like pussy. I’ll bet my last dollar he went oral on Midori. Two can play this game, little does he know about Arnold and his fingers. Needless to say, Arnold again rubbed my pussy while massaging my thighs. I spread my legs. “If you want to play, my vagina would be most happy to oblige.” The rest of the appointment was spent doing 69. Arnold pumped my mouth full of his cum, I didn’t swallow. I sat upright and let it dribble down my chin onto my breasts and belly. Arnolds tongue and fingers gave me a late morning orgasm that felt so good. I gave Arnold a good tip, slipped my sundress on and left. I’m going to need another massage soon, Arnold has a nice cock. When I walked into the kitchen, Tim was sitting at the table. I removed my sundress and walked over and kissed him. Tim could see I had dried cum, not only on my face, but my tits and belly. “A little ‘tit for tat’,” he said. “I hope Arnold had a good time, Midori sure did and so did I.” “I’m not wanting and neither is Arnold. Are Escort Bostancı we in an open marriage now? If you want that, I’ll go along with it as long as it doesn’t harm our marriage.” “Apparently we are. Can we agree to one thing though? If we want sex with someone else, that we discuss it and we do it together. Not in the same bed necessarily, but in the same room or house. Tonight may be a good example of that.” “I love you Tim, and I never want that love to end. I’m so sorry that I cheated on you. I was weak and stupid, I’ll never do that again. If you or I want sex with someone else, a discussion between us, is a must. Tonight might be the first and last time that we do this. But, who knows, maybe we will want to do this in the future. Let’s just play it by ear and see what happens.” “I love you too, Piper. Let’s just let life happen and see where we end up.” The rest of the day passed by quickly. Right after dinner, I went upstairs to get ready. I laid out my clothes for the evening. A short red dress, sheer red thong, and black thigh high stockings. My black high heals have a one inch high sole and five inch heel. The sole is red and matches my dress. I wanted Aston to have a hardon in a matter of seconds. If it took longer I would seriously consider throwing the outfit away. After a quick shower, I applied body lotion to every inch of my skin. Tim always liked the way my skin felt. I’m sure Aston noticed, but he never said so. I was ready to do my makeup. Tim came up to our bedroom and took a quick shower also. He never had to worry about what he would be wearing, usually jeans and a polo shirt. My makeup was on, I dressed, and I went back downstairs to wait for Aston and his ‘girlfriend’. We have a full length mirror on the door of our powder room, so I looked at myself. My stockings have a sewn-in seam, and it was straight as a pin. My dress hem came down to the top of my decorative embroidered stocking top. I must admit that I looked pretty damn sexy and hot. At exactly six-fifty-five, Tim came down the stairs. He came up to me and turned me around. I could see in his eyes that he liked what he saw. “Pretty fuckin’ hot, whore. I might just want to fuck you first if his girlfriend isn’t hot.” “Why do you keep calling me a whore? I really don’t like to be called that, unless we are fucking.” “Sorry if you feel that is degrading to you, I don’t mean it that way. After catching a guy balls deep in your pussy, what do you expect?” The doorbell rang and Tim opened the door. Aston was standing there with a beautiful black woman. I knew Tim wouldn’t be fucking me first, she was a real hot, hotter than me by a long shot. “Please come in,” Tim said. Aston made the introductions. He introduced Doreen as his girlfriend. Tim was looking her up and down, and more than once. Doreen didn’t seem to mind. “Come into the livingroom, can I get you a drink?” Aston asked for his usual, Crown Royal. Doreen on the other hand asked for a mixed drink, a Harvey Wallbanger. Tim didn’t miss a step as he poured the whiskey, and then mixed Doreen’s drink. Aston said, “Thanks, Sir” Doreen on the other hand stood up and kissed Tim on the lips. That set Tim back a bit. He did recover and asked me what I would like to drink. Tonight I was only drinking soda. Tim had his usual Crown. Aston didn’t miss seeing the ‘kiss’ Doreen gave Tim. Tim sat down in our love seat. His ass hardly hit the cushion when Doreen plopped her’s right next to him. “Do you always make such perfectly great drinks for your guests?” Doreen asked him. “This one is really good.” “I try my best,” Tim responded. Tim kept making drinks for Doreen. Aston was downing shots pretty fast. “If he gets drunk, he won’t be worth a fuck,” I thought. Tim made the first move to get things started, by kissing Doreen. She reciprocated and they were off to the races. I noticed Aston watching them very intently. I wondered if he was having a twang of jealousy. Then he turned to me. “She is my real girlfriend,” he said softly. “Jackie was sick and couldn’t come, so I had to explain everything to Doreen. She was pissed at first, about me cheating, but when I told her that Tim was a handsome white man, who had never had a black girl, she said, “Yes. She has never been with a white guy, so she pretty much jumped at the chance to be with Tim. I hope he does a good job, otherwise she’ll be pissed at me.” “Don’t worry about Tim, he knows how to make a girl feel good. I think you and I should get busy now, I don’t want to feel left out.” I stood up and straddled Aston’s legs. I tipped his head back and kissed him. Our tongues sought out each other’s. Aston’s hands were sliding up and down my thighs, going up under my dress and cupping my ass cheeks. I sucked Aston’s tongue as I reached for his zipper. Once his zipper was down, I unbuttoned his jeans waistband, and slipped my hand inside. His cock wasn’t hard yet, so it was easy to pull out. He pushed his jeans and boxers down, I had enough room now to massage his black cock. I looked in the mirror over the couch, Tim was on his knees.
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