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  “Should we take this into the bedroom?” he asked her.

  “Okay,” she answered submissively. “Although I don’t know if I can get up let alone walk.”

  Jason eased out and got up off her. His cock was still erect and the head was swollen and almost purple in colour.

  “God I can’t believe that was in me,” Catherine said as she watched it levering up and down.

  She stood and leaned to her husband as she was walking past him. She cuddled up and whispered into his ear. “And he came in me so hard. I’m so wet from him now.”

  ****

  Ashton followed them into the bedroom in a bit of a daze. Catherine scurried back on the bed and Jason knelt beside and lowered to kiss her again. He smoothed a hand along her thigh, and her legs parted. It looked like he was about to get on top of her again, but he moved to the side and looked back at Ashton.

  “Do you want to go next?” he asked.

  Ashton had an erection even though he had no idea what he was feeling. Churning in his head was a mixture of jealousy, anger, dread and the deepest sense of regret. He lay down on his wife, and with his pants just pulled down around his thighs he entered her and started fucking her.

  Catherine lay there motionless while he humped and jerked his way to a climax. She held Jason’s gaze throughout and only broke eye contact to stare at the ceiling when her husband started ejaculating.

  When he had finished he rolled off and slunk over to the chair in the corner. Then Jason positioned her on her knees and elbows and mounted her from behind.

  She could feel her husband’s semen running down her inner-thighs as the other man’s cock sunk into her body, and she bit down on her pillow as his hand closed over the back of her neck, and he began fucking her again.

  Another orgasm soon thumped through Catherine’s body and after it subsided she collapsed flat on her stomach. Jason then positioned two pillows under her hips and continued fucking her from behind. She kept her bum raised and tilted to allow him full access, but other than that she just lay there while he humped her as he pleased.

  He would go at her hard and fast for a while then suddenly slow down. “Yeah that’s fucking close.” He was bringing himself to the point of ejaculation then holding back to build his load. “Mmmm nearly lost it that time,” he groaned into her ear as he held still again. “You’re so fucking tight, aren’t you? Yeah – squeeze it like that,” he breathed, and he started humping her again. “Oh fuck yeah,” he cried out, and Catherine arched her hips and pressed herself back against his thrusts. “Yeah here it is,” he gasped as he took hold of her body and ground himself against her. He was crushing her breasts with one arm and had hold of her hip with the other. His hand was beneath, his fingers digging into her pelvis. “Oh fuck yes!” he cried out as he bucked hard and held firm, and Catherine exploded into orgasm again as she felt his cock swell and begin to throb.

  Ashton watched the guy’s balls pulsing again. His wife’s slit was stretched so tight around the base of the cock that was in her, and he tried to imagine how deep inside of her body the sperm was being injected.

  The clenching of the guy’s balls seemed to go on and on, and when he finally finished depositing his second load he lifted and rolled over onto his back leaving Catherine bent over the pillows with her thighs slightly apart and her pussy open and quite red.

  It gradually closed, and with a soft contraction some semen leaked out and dripped onto the bed.

  Ashton then left the room and returned to the lounge were he slumped on the couch covering his eyes with his arm. There was an ache in his chest and throat, and he felt sick in the stomach. He could hear them talking in the bedroom but couldn’t make out what was being said, and after a while he dozed off to sleep.

  ****

  Catherine crept past her sleeping husband and took the glass of water into the bedroom where Jason was sitting up with the corner of the sheet modestly pulled across his lap. She was still naked, but she took the short satin robe from earlier and slipped it on. It was three in the morning and they had been asleep for several hours.

  “Where’s your husband?” Jason asked. “Is he okay?”

  “He’s asleep on the couch. I think he was upset but that didn’t stop him from – well – from joining in.”

  “He was a real trooper, wasn’t he?” Jason replied with a chuckle. “Took his turn on you, no hesitation at all.”

  “I can’t believe you made me suck him,” Catherine pouted. “And then you just watched me do it!”

  “Yeah well he seemed to be stressing out and the best way to calm a guy down is to let him get a load off. And watching him get off in your mouth was hot.”

  He felt Catherine’s breast as he spoke, and she pushed him away playfully. “Hot was it? Scumbag!”

  “Did he cum hard?” Jason asked teasingly. “If he did he’s got no grounds for complaints.”

  “Yes he came hard. Very hard actually!”

  “Got a mouthful did you?” Jason teased her again, tweaking a nipple as he spoke.

  Catherine didn’t push him away that time. Instead she kissed him softly. “Yes I did get a mouthful,” she uttered. “And he put just as much in me down there. But so did you I noticed.”

  “So you could feel me cumming?” Jason asked as he licked a nipple and sucked on it. “I’ve got this thing where I can shoot a long way. Like with really strong bursts. And most woman say they can feel it.”

  Having her nipples suckled was causing Catherine to squirm a little. “Yes I could feel it when you were cumming,” she said, stroking his hair and holding him close so he wouldn’t stop. “It felt nice. Especially that deep in me.”

  “Yeah pumping it in deep is good. But next time I might pull back a bit and unload just in here,” he said, opening her pussy and feeling in with his fingers. “That way I’ll make you nice and sloppy for when I keep fucking you afterwards. I like the feel of that.”

  “Okay,” Catherine uttered, clinging to his head while he sucked on her breast and fingered her. “There were some boys once who used to like doing that too. They used to say they were giving me a creampie.”

  Jason chuckled. “And you liked that?”

  “Uh huh,” Catherine uttered. “It felt kind of sexy being so wet from their goo and having to walk home like that…. Plus I liked how much they enjoyed doing it to me – and how proud they were of themselves knowing that I had to walk around with wet panties from them…. And I just really love having a guy’s cum inside me,” she moaned softly.

  Jason moved back to the other breast and sucked the nipple. “I want to watch you slide down my pole and take a load like that,” he said. “Do you have any lube?”

  Catherine felt herself blushing. “There’s some in there,” she said, motioning to the bedside cabinet.

  Jason searched for the lube and tossed the sheet away revealing his flaccid penis. He handed Catherine the tube of gel, grinning. “Do you want to grease it up?”

  Catherine straddled his thighs and squeezed a liberal amount of the gel. “I can’t believe you want to have sex again,” she said, feeling her blush deepen even further as his cock expanded instantly in her slippery hands.

  “Rub some into your pussy lips too so there’s no resistance,” he instructed, and Catherine’s blush deepened as she did as she was told and wiped the last of the lube from her hands, making her pussy totally slick.

  She then lifted to her knees, but at that she couldn’t bend his erection down far enough, and she had to get up onto her feet and squat above him. She felt like such a slut doing that, but she followed the focus of Jason’s eyes and watched his cockhead open her bald little pussy and slip in.

  “Yeah that’s it now slide on down,” he said as his cock flexed and seemed to harden even more.

  There was absolutely no resistance as Catherine lowered herself onto the thing. It felt like she was being skewered, and the iron bar she was being penetrated by felt like it was going to pierce her belly.


  She lowered to her knees then sat all the way down until her pussy was split over the thick base of his cock.

  “Just use your hips now,” he instructed. “Keep me all the way in and grind back and forward.”

  He slipped the robe off Catherine’s shoulders and pushed her back a bit until she placed her hands on his thighs and rested there. Like that, he could see her slit being stretched around his shaft, and the feel of her searing hot inner walls stroking off his cockhead was beginning to build his load and fill his balls very nicely.

  He also liked the view of her tits like that. With her arms back they were thrust forward, and with the rotation of her lower body they were moving gently from side to side. Then her grinding began to intensify and they were jiggling and bobbing around.

  She suddenly sat forward and gripped Jason’s head. She was then grinding herself against his body with her tits wet with sweat and oozing against his chest, her pussy absolutely dripping and her clit being squashed against his pubic bone.

  “Oh God,” she moaned into his neck, and she started to buck and squirm.

  “Ohhh,” she cried, and her entire body convulsed.

  Jason held her through her orgasm then lifted her off his cock. He moved to the edge of the bed and guided her back on, only this time reverse cowgirl. Where he was sitting he was facing a full length mirror, so he was able to watch her smooth little gash spreading over the swollen head and swallowing the length of his shaft.

  She slumped back against his chest, and he lifted her feet onto his thighs then started pounding her from beneath. He went at her like a jack hammer and had her tits jigging and bouncing about again, slowing his thrusts only when his load threatened to spurt up his shaft. It had been on the verge of erupting quite a few times when she was grinding down on him before, but he had controlled it and held it back.

  The urge quickly subsided and he started pounding up into her again. Catherine clung to his wrists for balance but mostly she was being held in place by his cock. It was so hard and powerful that there was no chance of slipping anywhere. She was once again being crudely spread open with Jason’s eyes set directly upon her pussy on display in the mirror. And it wasn’t only Jason. She could also see her husband’s face in the background peering around the door, and his eyes were also fixed on the view in the mirror of a huge cock penetrating her.

  Jason finally surged up into her and held firm, and she felt his cock expand and throb, and just as the first gush of semen erupted he pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside of her. He then held himself in place like that while his balls contracted and pulsed, and Catherine could feel his semen squirting against her inner walls and flooding her. Then he pulled out and a spurt landed up on her belly filling her belly button as he sunk his cock back in and resumed fucking her.

  “Yeah that’s so fucking wet now,” he groaned as he rolled her over onto her side and bent her knees up.

  He positioned her with her knees together and continued fucking her from behind her legs. He was only playing around and enjoying the feel of her though. Just sliding in and out and playing with the load of cum he’d deposited in her.

  Catherine lay there allowing him to enjoy himself. She was totally worn out and kind of numb. She could still see Ashton in the mirror, though, and she was experiencing a little thrill at being played with in front of him.

  Jason was pulling his cock out and slapping her bum with it then sinking it back in. He was beginning to firm up again, and he continued cock slapping her and dipping the end in while stroking himself off. Catherine had locked eyes with her husband in the mirror, and she held his gaze when Jason suddenly tensed up with the head of his cock inserted. She then felt him convulse, and she felt more semen squirting into her.

  Jason squeezed of the last of his load and collapsed on the bed. “I probably should get going,” he said.

  “Oh really?” Catherine felt like being cuddled for a while at least. He was already getting up though.

  “I’ll just go and find my clothes,” he said, leaving her there lying on the bed.

  She quickly slipped her robe on and covered her legs with the sheet. She had tucked her legs to the side and could feel his cum leaking out. He returned with his jeans and t-shirt on and sat on the end of the bed to pull on his boots. He then leaned over and kissed her.

  “I’ll see you at work on Monday, eh?”

  “Or you could call me,” Catherine said as he kissed her again. “Maybe on Sunday.”

  He gave her a smile and backed out of the room. A minute later she heard his motor bike start up and a minute after that her husband was standing in the bedroom doorway with his arms folded and a stern look on his face.

  “What the hell was that?” he asked, slowly shaking his head.

  “What was what?” Catherine shot back at him. “I thought it was what you liked.”

  He didn’t say anything else, but he was still glaring and shaking his head in what appeared to be disbelief.

  “It didn’t mean anything,” Catherine said, trying to console him. “It was just sex.”

  “Well it wasn’t like it used to be,” he mumbled. His face had changed, though. He was obviously more upset than angry. “I can’t believe – how many times did he..?”

  “It doesn’t matter,” Catherine said warmly, holding out her hands to him. “Why don’t you come to bed and we’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’m really tired.”

  “Don’t you want to have a shower though?” Ashton asked. He sat on the end of the bed and squeezed Catherine’s foot affectionately.

  “I’m too sleepy,” she said, slipping down and pulling the sheet up.

  Catherine lay for a few minutes before her husband cuddled up behind her. She really didn’t want to talk, so she pretended to be asleep as he rubbed her side and squeezed her hip, pulling her back against his body. He was stroking her outer-thigh for a while, and his hand began to press behind and work her leg forward. She allowed that and rolled over a little, still feigning sleep, and he began stroking her inner-thigh and soon had his fingers pressing into her pussy.

  Catherine moaned softly but still maintained the pretence of sleep as she squirmed a little more and rolled her pelvis to offer her husband better access. She could feel how slippery she was, and she knew it was because of Jason’s cum.

  She bit down on her smile as her husband forced his fingers in. It was just the thought of being full of another man’s semen, and she couldn’t help contracting around Ashton’s fingers and crushing them – more or less forcing him to withdraw and leave her pussy the way Jason had left it.

  The next day Catherine woke at noon and found Ashton sullen and non-communicative. That night he finally confronted her with what had obviously been on his mind all day.

  “It was different that time – not like before…. I mean, that guy was different.”

  “I know,” Catherine replied softly. “He’s more forceful and dominant.”

  “Yeah I didn’t feel in control at all.” Ashton sat behind and kneaded Catherine’s shoulders. “I mean, it was kind of exciting, but scary too a little bit.”

  Catherine relaxed with the massage, allowing her husband to work out what he was feeling.

  He continued after thinking for a few minutes. “Although, I guess now that he’s had you it wouldn’t be fair to just say – no more…. I guess we should probably let him fuck you again soon, don’t you think?”

  “Yeah I guess,” Catherine uttered. “I liked how big he was in me. He’s much bigger than you, Ashton.”

  “Yeah I noticed,” Ashton said, kissing the top of Catherine’s head. “You must have felt really tight for him. It looked like your pussy was stretched around his shaft. He would have enjoyed that.”

  “Uh huh…. He seemed to. He came really hard each time…. It was nice to be full of another man’s cum again – especially with how deep in my belly he was when he was emptying his balls like that.”

  Ashton kissed her neck and fel
t a breast. “Yeah he’s got huge balls. I like the idea of him servicing you again with those.”

  Catherine giggled. “Mmm – me too. I like well-equipped men…. Some of the men from before have had big ones too.”

  “I know. But none of them were for more than just the one or two times…. I mean, I get that for you it must feel good that his cock is so big, but for me it’s more about the size of the other man’s balls and how much semen he must be able to produce – how much he’s depositing inside you. It would be exciting if a guy with such huge ones was fucking you regularly for a while.” Ashton continued, whispering in Catherine’s hair. “I mean – if you were coming home from work sometimes already serviced and really full of his sperm…. It would be exciting for me every time you were late home.”

  “Mmm – plus it would be exciting to invite him for dinner sometimes – now that he knows he’ll get to fuck me afterwards.”

  Ashton resumed massaging Catherine’s shoulders. It was a while before he spoke again. “I’ve been stewing over this all day…. Sorry, sweetheart. I think this was the first time I actually felt like a cuckold. A guy came into my home and fucked my wife in our bed…. He took my place between your legs.”

  “Uh huh,” Catherine moaned, pulling Ashton’s hands back down to her breasts. “He definitely took your place between my legs. And his tongue took your place in my mouth as well when he was kissing me. And his gooey stuff took your place in my belly too,” she teased. “And he felt these and watched them bounce while he fucked me.”

  “Yeah?” Ashton groaned into her hair, kissing her head. “I want you to let him have it all again…. Let him have everything that’s supposed to be for me, okay, baby? Make sure you keep him satisfied – keep his big balls empty, okay?”

  “Uh huh – I can do that….”

  “Whether you let him unload in your belly again, or whether you let him cum in your mouth and swallow it for him….”

  “Uh huh,” Catherine moaned again. “I want to swallow his cum…. I want to do it for him so much, Ashton…. I want him to watch me lick it off his chest and eat it.”