I met Amy via one of those online adult dating sites. You know, the ‘free’ ones which end up being useless unless you give them your credit card number and pay a monthly fee?

She had an extensive photo gallery of herself on her profile, username handjob_amy69, which I thoroughly enjoyed perusing and jerking off to. She had rich auburn medium-length hair with cute box-bangs which framed her gorgeous light-skinned face which dimpled when she smiled. Her body was petite, except for her tits which were ridiculously overdeveloped, i.e. perfect. Her nipples blasted forth in the blustery autumn wind from beneath her snug-fitting band T-shirts and jutted out like cherries atop her massive round Jello-pudding boob-spheres. Her legs were as long as the list of porn-stars I’d like to fuck, slender, graceful and sexy. Her ass was medium-sized and utterly perfectly sculpted. Her cunt and asshole she kept immaculately waxed bald. She was not ashamed of posing in the nude even in the most pornographic of postures, in fact judging by her profile pics, she seemed to relish it.

But all this I’d only seen from her profile pictures on the site. At first I was well aware that she could have in fact been a fat disgusting bald gay male trucker, so we agreed to meet in a very public place first. But she turned out to be hotter than hot; we hit it off and decided to catch a movie together. But before we went, she told me something a little strange:

‘John, it’s nothing personal, what I’m about to say. It’s just how I do things since joining the dating site. I like you so far, and I want to go out with you. But even if things go super well, we won’t be having more than three dates; three dates is my maximum. I know it must sound strange, but… can you respect that?’

‘Well yeah, ok. Can I ask you why?’

‘I’d really rather not get into it. Is that too weird, or do you think you can you handle it?’

I told her I could manage and we headed off to a theater together.

I couldn’t even tell you what the movie was about because as soon as the previews began, we started making out in the back row of the theater in the dark, groping each other and eventually stroking each others crotches… hard. I could soon feel her getting wet even through her jeans.

But before I could drag her out of there and suggest we go find a room, she carefully undid my fly- right there in the theater- slipped her hand in, briefly massaged my balls, and then pulled my hard cock out into the open air.

I heard her snapping open a tube of something and applying it to her hand, and then- bliss! she touched my dick with her hand again: it was Vaseline (and such a sweet sensation!)

Her warm Vaseline’d hand felt so sexy on my horny dick! She slid her hand slowly up and down the length of my raging cock, sliding nearly frictionlessly along my hard twitching shaft amidst the oily lubricant. Meanwhile she kissed my lips. Her soft delicate mouth tasted like strawberries and I wished I could fuck her.

I groped one of her huge tits and hard nipples in the dark through her T-shirt as she jerked me off in the back row. Then I slid my hand up underneath her shirt and felt up the real thing; it was soft yet firm, huge, warm and awesome, with the sexiest huge hard nipple I’d ever touched. The touch of her amazing boob made me want to cum immediately, but I held on a bit longer.

It was sheer bliss to have her jerking my cock this way, slowly yet firmly with Vaseline, my hand squeezing up her enormous chest, and her lips and tongue pressed into mine.

I began subtly bucking my cock up into her jerking hand beyond my control, and she slowly sped up the speed of the thrusts of her Vaseline’d hand along my rod. She jerked me for several more minutes until the pleasure was finally too much to endure. I squeezed her massive tit for dear life and thrust my hungry tongue down her throat as her hand beat my dick at an astounding tempo.

And finally, I let fly. Cum flowed up my dick from my balls and erupted out of the tip in a long rope of ecstasy-jelly, splattering down on my stomach and crotch, the seat, and her jerking hand. I sank back into my seat convulsing euphorically as I came mind-bendingly hard, her hand still a pumping blur on my still cumming dick. I nearly cried out in uncontrollable pleasure, but managed to maintain it to a rather loud groan. (It was fortunate I didn’t cum on anyone sitting in front of us! Anyway, the nearest people were a couple rows away.)

‘Shhhh!’ some shits in front of us hissed.

Amy pulled out some tissues and mopped me up once my orgasm had subsided. I stuffed my bewildered sausage back into the pants and caught my breath.

Shortly thereafter I returned Amy the favor. I kissed her sexy mouth, slowly undid her jeans and slipped a hand down into her honey-zone.

Her pussy was wet from the excitement of jerking me off, hot and smooth as porcelain. I explored its hot slippery folds with my fingers, teasing her expanding clitoris, until finally sinking my middle finger into her tight hole.

She let out a quiet sigh and pressed my hand deeper into her pussy.

I gently worked her cavern, paying special attention to the roof, until she’d dilated and then I added two more fingers. She held my head firmly onto hers and kissed me passionately as I fingered her exquisite wet cunt. Finally I was pumping four fingers up her twat, massaging the roof and presumably her G-spot, as she was bucking her hips up into my fucking fingers in desperate pleasure.

‘I’m gonna cum!’ she whispered barely audibly into my ear, then suddenly she gushed and her hips spasmed, bucking into my hand as she came hard. She gripped her own tits and squeezed them hard as she shook and came, my hand still pumping in and out of her wet fuck-hole.

I know she was trying to be quiet, but she couldn’t help letting out muffled squeaks of pleasure as she came, and then unfortunately a rather loud pornographic-sounding exclamation of, ‘Oh fuck!’

‘Shhhhhhh!’ came the shits from in front again.

We kissed, mopped up, and stayed for the rest of the film, but I was in a daze… a horny and cum-drained daze, and didn’t notice a thing on the screen.

Our second date was one afternoon in Central Park. Amy was looking fantastic in a T-shirt and jeans. We strolled hand in hand and made small talk. Eventually, we found a bench in a relatively secluded spot nearly surrounded by beautiful trees.

We sat down and immediately started making out. It wasn’t long before our hands were audaciously feeling up each other’s crotches once again.

‘I want you to jerk off on me…’ she told me all of the sudden slightly out of breath. ‘It would really turn me on if you could do that for me… Can you do it, please?’

‘What, you mean right here?’

‘Right fucking here, yes. Just stand up like this… that’s it; now just whip out your cock and jerk off on me…’

I stood in front of her, glanced around us to make sure there weren’t any creeps watching, and took out my hard dick.

‘You think you might be able to give it a quick suck before I do this, baby?’ I asked hopefully.

She bit her lip. ‘I really want to! I promise if you do this for me now, next time I will suck your cock and swallow your cum, ok? It’s just this is a fantasy I’ve had for a while and I was really hoping…’

‘Ok; you’ve got a deal, babe!’

She brought out the Vaseline again and offered it to my palm. I took a big pile of it as she was telling me once again to jerk off over her.

I looked down at her and began beating my hard meat which was now copiously lubed up with Vaseline. She was fucking hot! She spread open her legs in the tight dark blue jeans she was wearing and made eyes at me as I fucked myself just inches from her fit sexy body. It felt fantastic! She flashed me her gorgeous tits, and I couldn’t help imagining her fulfilling her promise to suck my dick next time!

At one point she reached forward and momentarily massaged my swinging balls as I jerked myself off. Then she pulled her hands back and stuffed her tits back into her shirt as if remembering herself. Her nipples were jutting forth underneath her tight T. She opened her mouth like she was saying ‘ah,’ her tongue pointing down towards her chin. The horny sight of her and what she was letting- encouraging- me to do brought me near to cumming at that moment.

‘I’m about to cum, Amy- where do you want it?’ I said desperately after a while longer of jerking myself off to her hot fucking beauty.

‘Right here, cum on the cunt of my jeans, ok?’ she said indicating her crotch, the jeans pressed tight against her pussy lips between her spread open thighs, creating a slight camel toe.

‘Right there?’ I confirmed teasingly.

‘Right here, baby…’ and she began making moaning sounds to encourage me, ‘Ooh! Uh! Ooh! Yeah! Cum on me, baby! Right here on the cunt of my jeans! Ooh!’

She spread her legs as wide as she could apart and sat on both her hands to accept my cum. Until finally- Boom! Cum blasted forth from my cock amidst my blurry pumping hand, and I painted it all across her pussy through her jeans, back and forth, painting her cunt from left to right, top to bottom until it was fairly covered with a little white puddle of my jizz.

‘Ooooh!’ I grunted as I came, and she moaned too, smiling lustfully as I exploded on her crotch.

I kept pumping my hand along my purple cumming dick until the last strings of fuck-sauce had been drained from my overwhelmed balls.

I shook and convulsed several last few times, shaking my cock over her cunt to un-stick the last cum-string from my cock-hole, before stuffing my meat back into the pants.

‘Oh! Fuck yeah! Thank you!’ Amy cooed, and she smeared it all into her jeans, massaging it in all in, soaking her crotch with my cum, and laughed.

I collapsed onto the bench beside her and she took out the tissues to clean up a bit. But strangely, she left all my cum on the crotch of her jeans…

Later on we had coffee.

Our third and what was to unfortunately be our final date was at a nice restaurant. Amy looked ravishing. We wined and dined until it was time to go.

She let me take her to a hotel and it wasn’t long before I was sitting on the bed with her in between my legs about to suck my cock.

‘See?’ she said sexily, ‘I told you I would suck your dick!’ and she wrapped her gorgeous lips around my purple knob and began giving me the most wonderful head you could possibly imagine.

Her blowjob was clean and hands-free, the suction hard and fast. I slightly fucked my cock up into her sucking mouth as her speed increased. Time passed and the amazing blowjob was relentless.

She stopped to pull her thong down from underneath her miniskirt and flash me her smooth wet pussy. She fingered herself as she resumed sucking on my cock.

‘Oh Amy!’ I sighed eventually, ‘I’m gonna cum!’ She sucked me harder and faster than ever… ‘Aaaah!’ I groaned as I filled her sucking mouth with hot cum and she swallowed it all down, not spilling even a single drop. ‘Yes!’ I whispered as I pushed my dick up into her mouth and pumped the last of my sperm into the gorgeous girl.

Once my spasms had subsided Amy stood up and smiled. ‘Goodbye, John.’

‘Goodbye? Sure you don’t wanna fuck first??’

‘Well… alright, yes I do wanna fuck first! Can you rise to the occasion though, lover?’

I had her lay back on the bed and spread her legs. I licked her thighs, gently kissing her all over working my way up to the pussy. She moaned softly and I jerked myself to hardness as I licked her cunt.

Her smooth pussy-lips were more delicious than words could ever convey… Her hole flowed with honey, and I massaged it with my tongue most thoroughly. I teased her engorged clit, working it in a crescendo of motion, bringing her slowly and smoothly to an orgasm which soaked my mouth with her delicious juice.

As she came I crawled up onto her and my rock-hard cock naturally found its way into her wet, still spasming love-hole. It slid up into her easily and she let out a soft moan as I penetrated her girlhood. I pulled her shirt up over her mammoth tits and kneaded them like dough as I gently fucked the beauty’s hot drooling wet cunt.

It wasn’t long before she was pulling me into her by the hips and whispering to me that she was about to cum again. I thrusted in time with her orgasm, fucking her to a delicious cum, in which I joined her, pumping her sexy womb full of a second load of my love-sauce as she was also cumming around my now cumming cock.

We moaned and came together, pulling and pressing ourselves into each other as bliss filled our universe.

‘That’s two…’ she said sweaty and panting from the fuck.


‘Why not make it an even three… here…’

She reached down, pulled my spent dick out of her pussy, jerked it’s lubed shaft and kissed me until my cock grew again to full hardness, then placed its head onto the hole in her bottom.

‘You forgot my third hole! Fuck me one more time… fill my ass with cum…’

I didn’t need asking twice and thrust forwards, my hard-again dick sinking deep up her hot tightest hole. It was ecstasy!

‘Don’t think about anything this time, just fucking cum up my ass!’ she urged.

I bucked my cock up her arse, which was copiously lubed up from all her cunt-juice, fast, deep and hard, all the while squeezing her glorious huge hard-nippled tits. I fucked her ass as fast as I could, racing towards the finish line. Her ass-walls were heaven around my lucky cock and it wasn’t long before I was filling her ass with a third hot load from my balls.

‘Aaaaaah!’ I groaned as I shot her ass full of my cum. She pulled me into her and kissed my neck as I came.

We rested until we’d caught our breath.

Then she got up and said she had to go, and this time I knew it was for good.

I blew her one last kiss, she left, and that was it. Our little fling was over, but not by my choice.

I noticed a week or two later a new picture on her profile on the dating site: a pair of dark blue jeans resting crumpled on a couch with a massive crusty stain on the crotch. ‘My favorite jeans!’ she’d called it, and written a comment underneath it as well: ‘Thanks John! XXX’

How strange! Oh well, I guess I’d had to give way to the next cock to fulfill another one of her sexual fantasies. Still, what a sexy fucking memory!

Jennifer was feeling a little anxious. It was Thursday afternoon. She was in the first day of a two day meeting in Atlantic City. She was to give a big presentation on day two and was having a hard time concentrating on the day one events. Jennifer, or Jenn, as she was usually called, had left home and her husband and two kids early that morning and made the two hour drive to AC. She would be staying the night at the hotel.

After she finished up on Friday she would make a thirty minute drive down the coast to stay at a friend’s beach house. Her friend Sandy, who she had known since college, had offered the use of the house for the weekend. Her husband and children were supposed to join her on Friday evening but a rescheduled baseball game meant they wouldn’t arrive until Saturday morning. It was late June and the summer season didn’t really kick into high gear until the Fourth of July. They were planning a quiet, relaxing weekend.

The day’s scheduled meetings drew to a close and Jenn told herself that she just needed to get through the group dinner and then she could head back to her room to finish prepping for her presentation. As dinner wrapped up, she was being pressured to hit the bar with a part of the group, including that asshole Phil. This made it a little easier for Jenn. She hated Phil. He was one of those people that always had very critical comments to make about what others produced but never seemed to produce anything himself. Plus he always seemed to leer at her. He was a true low life as far as she was concerned.

Jenn returned to her room. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought “This is it”. She was 39, still looked good and was about to give a presentation that could give a major boost to her career if it was received well. She pulled out her lap top and got to work.

Scott was packing some clothes for the weekend. He was twenty six and finishing up a degree. It was the pursuit of that degree that led him to turn down an offer to join a group beach house for the summer season. This weekend, he was able to find the time and would be at the house with his friends as a ‘guest’. He had to pay the house guest fee but that wasn’t an issue. He was looking forward to hanging out with his friends and letting off some steam. School and work had been all consuming and this weekend would be a nice break.

Scott’s plan was to go to work on Friday and leave a little early. From there he would head straight for the coast. He was hoping to get out ahead of the worst of the traffic. Once at the house, it would be time to kick back and enjoy. The weather was supposed to be perfect.

Jenn was ecstatic. The presentation had gone great and when Phil had some negative comments, she was able to shoot down everything the asshole said. Her boss was grinning from ear to ear when he told her how great she had done. She called Mark, her husband, and let him know the great news. She also wished her son well in his game. She was a little bummed that she wouldn’t have anyone to celebrate with tonight but cranked up the music in the car and let her hair down for the short drive to Sandy’s house.

Jenn pulled onto the island and stopped at the liquor store for some beer and grabbed a sandwich for dinner before heading to the house. It was small but would do nicely for the weekend. She quickly shed her clothes and headed out onto the deck beer and sandwich in hand wearing loose shorts and a tank top. She was reflecting on how great her day had gone and what may lie ahead as she sat gazing out across the bay. She was feeling invincible.

Scott slogged through some slow traffic but made it to the house relatively early. He entered the house and joined a couple of friends who had already arrived. He presented a bottle of tequila and threw his bag into one of the bed rooms. It was time for the drinking to commence. As the evening wore on, the house and the island began to fill up.

At 10:30, Jenn was feeling tired and bored but was still a little too wound up to go to bed. She felt like she needed to do something. She had spoken with her family earlier and knew that they would be leaving at about 8:00 the next morning. That meant Jenn would see them at about 10:00 or 10:30. So, she didn’t need to get to bed early. She wanted to do something.

Although in her younger days she had never been one to go out alone, tonight she decided that was what she was going to do. She knew that a few blocks away was an Italian restaurant called Tony’s. Tony’s had a large bar area that was separated from the rest of the restaurant. At night, after the diners were done, a band would set up behind the bar which would be packed. There was no dance floor. People would just hang out around the bar and dance in place. It was always a good time,

Jenn threw on a pair of sandals, grabbed some cash and an ID and headed out the door in what she was already wearing. She quickly made the short walk to Tony’s, arriving at about 11:00. She paid the cover and headed in. The band was playing and it was already loud and pretty crowded. She made her way to the bar and ordered a beer.

Scott was standing with his friends when he saw her come in. She was alone which was unusual here. He waited to see if she went looking for anyone but she only went to the bar. She looked great. She was thin, about 5’5″ with shoulder length brown hair and had a nice set of tits, possibly a C cup, and a great ass. He was guessing she was in her early thirties.

As Scott slowly made his way closer to where Jenn was standing, she was taking in the room. There were a lot of guys in their twenties. It brought back memories of when she could walk into one of these places and just pick someone. She wondered if she still had it at her age. She spied Scott as he was walking along the bar getting closer and thought he would definitely be someone she would be interested in back then.

Scott sidled up to the bar right next to Jenn. He ordered a beer and then startled her when he turned to face her and said “Hi, I’m Scott.”

Jenn was caught by surprise but recovered quickly and said, “I’m Jenn.” She smiled but didn’t say anything else.

Scott was searching for something to say. He thought she was hot although up close she seemed to be a little older than he initially suspected. He was guessing mid thirties. He finally took the easy way out and said, “The band’s good. Have you seen them before?”

She replied, “No.” She said no more. She wasn’t making this easy on him.

Jenn was flattered that a cute younger guy was trying to flirt with her and was having fun making it difficult for him. She wondered why he would approach a married woman then realized that she had forgotten to put her rings back on. She was thinking this could be fun.

Eventually, the two of them started to make some small talk. When the band came back on, they danced together or danced the best they could standing at the bar. They were both having a blast. Scott was hoping this would lead somewhere and Jenn was confident that it wouldn’t. She loved how the attention she was getting from Scott was making her feel. She was feeling physically desirable. It was nice to have that feeling again after 16 years of marriage.

As the band finished, they stood finishing their drinks. Jenn looked at Scott and said, “How old are you?”

Scott replied, “Twenty six, how old are you?”

She looked at him and said, “How old do you think I am?”

He hated that response. Now he had to be careful. He figured she was mid thirties so he said “thirty one.”

She smiled at him and said, “I wish. I’m thirty nine.”

He was mildly surprised. He thought she looked great for thirty nine and told her so. She thanked him and said, “It was fun hanging out with you tonight. I’m going to head back now.”

Scott was desperate to keep things going and offered to drive her home. She insisted it wasn’t necessary. Besides, she was walking. But he insisted that it would make him feel better.

She gave in and they left. As they were started walking, Jenn felt that little tingle inside that she used to get when she met a new guy. It had been a long time since she felt that.

He reached for her hand and she let him hold it. What was the harm, right? As they turned a corner, he moved her toward a doorway and kissed her. She was shocked and stepped back from him. She couldn’t get any words out and they just stared at each other for a moment.

She was feeling excitement and fear mixed together. He leaned toward her to kiss her again and she let him. Her mouth parted to allow him access. Their tongues danced together in a passionate kiss.

She stepped back again, looked into his eyes and then they were back in another tight embrace. Their lips were again locked together, tongues entwined. She felt his left hand slide over her ass and then give it a nice squeeze. She felt like fireworks were going off inside her. She couldn’t believe how excited she was becoming. But this was wrong and dangerous. If she didn’t stop soon, she wouldn’t be able to stop.

They again broke their embrace and once again looked into each others eyes. Scott never took his eyes off her as he placed two fingers under the strap of her tank top and slowly let them trail down her breast until they slid over her nipple. They then traveled back up, crossing her hard nipple again. Jenn bit her lip to stifle a moan.

She gave in to her feelings and they again started walking. This time they moved at a much faster pace, barely speaking.

As soon as they entered the house, Jenn was immediately in Scott’s arms. Their kiss was passionate and Scott’s hands were roaming all over her tight body. He pulled off her top and roughly grabbed both off her breasts. Jenn let out a throaty moan and felt for Scott’s hard cock through his pants. They left a trail of clothes as they stumbled their way down the hall to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Jenn dropped her panties to the floor and stepped back into Scott’s arms. As they were again locked in a kiss, Jenn was able to free Scott’s cock and held it tightly while pushing his underwear to the floor. Scott lifted her and practically threw her onto the bed.

Jenn again reached for his cock as Scott sucked her nipple into his mouth. His hand drifted down her stomach and she could barely contain herself as she felt his fingers slide through her closely trimmed pubic hair and into her slit. She jumped when his finger crossed her clit and let out another loud moan as a finger slipped into her pussy.

Scott could not believe how wet she was. He easily slipped a second finger into her and she was almost growling as she moved her hips, attempting to hump his fingers. He withdrew his fingers and moved between her legs. He wanted to taste her.

He plunged his tongue into her as far as he could, savoring her sweet juices. He then slid his tongue up to her clit. She was bouncing around so much that he needed to hold on to her. Jenn came and let out a scream. Scott sunk his tongue back into her pussy, lapping up her flowing juices.

Jenn reached down to his shoulders. She pulled him up and almost yelling said, “Fuck me, just fuck me.”

Scott moved up. Jenn grabbed his cock and lined him up with her opening. Scott paused for a second to ask about using a condom but Jenn grabbed his ass and lifted her hips. Scott was balls deep on entry.

He fucked her hard and fast. She was screaming and moaning the whole time. As he felt his orgasm approaching, he said “Where do you want me to cum?” Jenn wrapped her legs around him and held him tight. He couldn’t hold back any longer and emptied his balls deep inside her.

Feeling his hot cum inside her pushed her over the edge and she came again. Scott stayed inside her until he softened and then rolled off. They lay side by side panting.

Jenn got up to clean up. Scott admired her tight ass as she walked to the bathroom. He couldn’t believe his luck. She was beautiful and an animal in bed. Jenn couldn’t believe she had just cheated on her husband But what really shocked her was she wasn’t feeling guilty.

She walked back to bed, admiring Scott’s body on the way. It had been a long time since she had been with a twenty six year old. Scott was also admiring her sexy body and understood why his friends said older women were so hot.

Jenn crawled back into bed and was mindlessly playing with Scott’s cock and balls as they talked. Scott started to grow hard again. A recovery this quick is something else that Jenn wasn’t used to.

She stroked him until he was hard and then got onto her hands and knees. She wanted to be taken from behind. Scott got onto his knees and entered her.

This time they took it slower. There was less urgency. After they had been at it for a while, Scott started to pick up the pace until he was slamming into her. Jenn was in a state of bliss. Scott gave her a playful slap on the ass and was surprised to hear Jenn pant, “Harder. Hit me harder.”

Scott started slapping her harder and Jenn got louder. She was approaching another orgasm. When she came, her contractions around his cock pushed Scott over the edge. He filled up her womb again.

The next morning, Scott awoke to Jenn playing with his cock and balls. He sleepily looked over at the clock and saw that it was only 8 AM. Jenn brought his cock back to life and then climbed on top of him and impaled herself on him.

She slowly rode him, enjoy every sensation. Scott laid there admiring this beauty that was clearly enjoying herself. She picked up the pace and smiled at him.

When she sensed he may be getting close, she got off him and engulfed him with her mouth. This is something she had never done before. She had never wanted to taste her own juices. This time though she felt she had to because she wanted to taste Scott’s cum and feel him erupt in her mouth. This would be her only chance.

Scott couldn’t believe what was happening. He felt his balls tighten and then he emptied what he had left into her mouth. She swallowed every drop.

She sat up and smiled at him while she licked her lips, savoring his cum. Then she patted his chest and said, “You have to leave now. My husband and kids are on their way down.”

Scott was stunned. “You’re married?!”

“Yes,” replied Jenn. “I’ve never done anything like this before. You were fantastic. I’ll never forget it”. With that, she got up and got in the shower. When she came out he was gone.

She stripped the bed and got the sheets into the washer and then threw on her bikini and made herself a bloody mary and sat out on the deck. She couldn’t believe the night she had had but still wasn’t feeling all that guilty. This surprised her.

Scott was feeling guilty. When he got back to the house where he was staying, his friends saw the pained look on his face and wanted to know what happened. He had never been the type to go after another man’s wife. That just wasn’t done in his book.

A little after ten, Mark arrived with the kids. She greeted them all with a kiss. Mark gave her ass a playful squeeze when the kids weren’t looking. It had been a couple of week since they had had sex and Mark was going to be expecting it tonight.

Jenn wasn’t sure she’d be up to more sex but also wasn’t sure how’d she’d get out of it. Within thirty minutes, they were on the beach relaxing while the kids were playing.

Mark told Jenn all about the baseball game and the team’s come from behind victory. Jenn told Mark about the presentation. How she had wowed them and how she had put Phil in his place. This made Mark smile. He loved her competitiveness.

She also told him how she had ventured out to Tony’s all by herself last night and been hit on by a cute guy in his twenties. He laughed. Inside he was smiling for a different reason. He knew from past experience that it made her horny when younger guys hit on her.

After dinner, Jenn and Mark took the kids out for ice cream. As they walked out of the ice cream parlor, they literally almost bumped into Scott and one of his friends. Jenn was shocked. Scott virtually had a deer in the headlights look.

Jenn quickly put a smile on her face that she hoped wasn’t too forced looking. She turned to her husband and said, “Mark, this is Scott. I met him at Tony’s last night. He saw I was alone and took pity on me.”

Mark extended his hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Scott.” Scott managed to reciprocate. He also introduced his friend Jim while the whole time thinking this was just too weird. After a minute of small talk, the two groups went their separate ways.

Jim turned to Scott and said “Is that her?” Scott only nodded. Jim said, “Dude she’s hot. I can’t believe you hit that. And now you got to meet her husband. That’s so fucked up.”

Jenn could not believe how it made her feel. When she saw her husband shaking the hand of the man that had fucked her last night and again this morning, instead of feeling guilty, or horrified, she felt horny. This was turning her on. She could already feel the wetness between her legs.

All doubts had been removed from her mind. She was going to have sex with Mark tonight. For the first time in her life she would have sex with two different men on the same day.

That night, after the kids were in bed, she and Mark headed off to the bedroom. Jenn was waiting in bed for Mark to finish up in the bathroom. She was already naked which was unusual for her.

He had a surprised smile on his face when he saw her. He went to her and kissed her. She had an animal passion that he hadn’t experienced for a long time.

She broke the kiss, moved down and took him in her mouth. Her second cock of the day. She swung her legs around and planted her pussy over Mark’s face.

He extended his tongue and started to lick her pussy. The same pussy that had been filled with another man’s cock and another man’s cum just this morning and last night. Jenn was on fire. She had never felt this slutty and was loving every second of it.

She kept flashing back to the hand shake, her husband touching the fingers that had been buried in his wife’s pussy, talking to the man who had so thoroughly fucked his wife just that morning.

She was so hot now. She moved along his body and lowered herself onto Mark’s familiar cock. She rode him like she hadn’t done in years. He moved to be on top of her, never disengaging. He slammed her hard and she met every stroke, pushing her pelvis back up against him.

Her orgasm was followed quickly by his. He emptied his balls into her. Jenn held him tight, savoring the feeling. He finally rolled over and said, “Wow, what got into you?”

Jenn just smiled and thought, “If you only knew.”

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