Fucking in Front of Hubby

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    Fucking in Front of Hubby(M+/F, size, hum, cuck)

    by Kysa Braswell and Hankwww.kysaonline.org


    Lately I've been traveling too much. Kysa, my wife, doesn't seem to mind it as much as I do. I call her every time I'm out of town before I settle in to my hotel room. My favorite thing to do then is go up on the web and read stories of wives who screw around behind their husband's backs. I've even chatted with a few women who think I'm very strange for having these desires. Sometimes what I'll even do is call a phone sex line and ask the woman on the other end of the line to pretend to be mw wife and tell me what she does with other men, how often and how she finds the opportunities to meet other men. All the while I'm talking, I'm masturbating and I frequently record the sessions on a tape recorder I travel with.

    My wife, Kysa is a VERY attractive woman (You wouldn't believe how true this statement is until you see her!). Why any man would want her to screw other men before she comes home is beyond comprehension. But for some reason or other, I'm blessed with this odd desire. Even when Kysa and I do fuck (which isn't often anymore), in order to keep an erection, I imagine fucking her after she's been with another. I don't dare reveal this information to Kysa for fears that she'd leave me. Besides, it adds to the excitement! The downside of this behavior is that if I am in the progress of fucking Kysa and imaging getting seconds, I will cum within only a moment or two of entering her slick vagina. I realize that I'm not big at all: about 5 inches in length, so I'm sure Kysa doesn't get the satisfaction that she deserves. My 'compensation' to her is to have oral sex with her frequently, but even then I will cum merely by eating her out; sometimes by rubbing my cock against the calves of her legs and sometimes simply from the friction of my cock against the sheets of our bed.

    Kysa never has complained about our lovemaking and in the past several months seems to have come to enjoy me going down on her as much as I do. Rather than encouraging me to have intercourse, she seems to enjoy teasing me about the fact that I continue to come without getting near her cunt with my cock. If the truth were known, I enjoy the playful ridicule she bestows upon me, referring to me as her "little boy with his little boy cock." She seems to chuckle each and every time I cum like this and has often teased me with comments like, 'I guess I'm gonna have to find a real man if I ever want to get pregnant in this relationship, huh Hank? You eat me out so well, but if I seem to remember my biology classes, your cock and that sperm needs to go INSIDE my vagina! All my boyfriends before you knew that and always enjoyed putting it there. I will say none of them enjoyed eating me as much as you do though! Perhaps what I should have is another man to fuck me and a husband to eat me. If I were married to another woman, I'd guess I could have that... I just never thought I'd need that being married to a man, but then I am married to a man with a little boy cock.'

    If I haven't cum in the sheets by this time, I surely do when Kysa is teasing and berating me with her sexy little chuckle! I'm always embarrassed and even after I cum, I continue to devour Kysa's pussy trying make her climax at least one more time so that she won't consider me as inadequate as I feel. Kysa always seems to make me feel just right though, especially after she's been really teasing me a lot saying things like "Oh Hank, don't worry, I'll never give you up! You go down me better than anyone ever has before! I like the way you worship my pussy. I'm always worn out after you've spent your time licking, nibbling, and sucking on my cunt."

    To say that I masturbate a lot is an understatement! I stroke my cock when I'm in a motel room, at work when I can get away with it, when Kysa's out with her friends, in the car, and occasionally when she's in the house and I'm secure that she won't catch me. I often listen to the tapes I've recorded or look at 'girlie' magazines. But whenever I want to cum, all I have to do is focus on Kysa and the fact that she might be having sex with another man! I imagine her acting like a total slut for him. She gives herself to him in every imaginable way and she's TOTALLY submissive to him and his LARGE cock. I imagine he fucks her whenever he wants and she's at his beckon call. She never refuses him and worships his cock almost as much as I worship her pussy. The difference is that she insists he deposit his cum inside her cunt all the while encouraging me to spill my seed outside of her. The moment that I get to the part in my imagination where she whispers in his ear, "I want you cum to make a baby inside me," I ALWAYS cum! Which brings us to my other strange fantasy. I want another man to make my wife pregnant! I want another man's cum to be blasted so deep and so often in Kysa that eventually she does get pregnant! If she ever did get pregnant, I'd know it was from another man because I had a vasectomy without Kysa's knowledge before we were married.

    Even as I write this, my face turns flush in typing this story, as it would be the ultimate cuckolding a man could experience. Knowing that a married man wanted to have his wife get pregnant at the end of another man's cock totally turns some people off! But for me it is the ultimate excitement and ALWAYS turns my stomach to jelly! Even if Kysa were to have me fuck her when she found out that she was pregnant just so that I didn't know she was that way from another man, I'd be fully aware! And then I'd worship her pussy even more, hoping to go down on her right after she'd been fucked by another cock so that my face would be slickened with the mixture of her and her lovers fuck juices. What would be my second ultimate desire, would be for me to start to go down on Kysa's pussy and find that it was filled with cum. Her pubic hair would be matted and the whole inside of her thighs would be slick with fuck juices and just before I dive into her cunt, Kysa would stop me. She'd know that I wouldn't say anything, but she wanted a response. She would lift my head up and look into me with her sexually exhausted eyes and say, "There Hank. That's what a pussy looks like after its been fucked by a man. Be my little lesbian lover and clean up the mess a REAL cock leaves inside a woman."

    It's VERY difficult to write this story as I'm trembling with excitement with every word I type. My cock drips pre-cum just from the thoughts that flow from my brain, imagining the embarrassing position I'd be in if my wife, my employer or any other family members were to know the twisted and perverse life style I'd be willing to subject myself to. If anyone else were to know that I'd be willing to allow this to happen they'd probably suggest I need to be committed to a sanitarium. If any other man knew that I dreamed of my wife getting pregnant by someone other than me and that the only kind of sex I ask for in return is to worship Kysa's pussy afterwards, or to masturbate while I ABSOLUTELY knew Kysa was out getting her regular dose of cock, he would surely be knocking down the doors to our house to 'fill in' for me. That there are men who would jump at the chance to fuck my Kysa, I'm certain! I've watched men’s’ jaws drop as she sauntered through the malls or when we do go out together.

    But just to make sure that every man knows she could be available to fuck (at least I hope she is!), I encourage and even buy VERY sexy clothes for Kysa to wear. I especially like to see her wear tight form fitting dresses that are VERY short and leave nothing to the imagination. I also like to see those thong style panties (or none) covered by sheer pantyhose she pulls on as she dresses to leave. I've constantly told her how attractive she is and how its such a shame for her to hide her exceptional figure. Initially, Kysa thought that some of the outfits I suggested and bought for her to wear solicited comments like "Are you sure you're comfortable with me dressed in a dress this short? It seems like its WAY to short to go out in public in." But the more I encouraged Kysa and the more compliments she told me she received when she dressed like this, the bolder Kysa was willing to be. In my perverse mind, every time I purchased a new dress for her, I imagined the kind of reactions that other men would have to such a gorgeous woman dressed in something THAT revealing. I knew that any man would be hard pressed not to try to muster the courage to at least try to strike up a conversation with her in hopes that they might get lucky enough to score with her. I've even started to buy her a collection of lingerie that does nothing but illuminate her fabulous figure in hopes that if she does bed another man, she'll find opportunity to flaunt herself in them as well. Even though I like her dressed to thrill, the reality of it is, I like to imagine Kysa totally nude, save perhaps her heels, taking another man's large cock deep into her vagina. Kysa would be cooing words of passion in his ears as he drove his cock to the bottom of her cunt and out again until his dick finally blasted its heavy load of fertile sperm into her stretched and eager pussy. Even then he would be ready to fuck Kysa again and again as she pleaded for more and more fucking from a man size cock.

    Another thing that I try to do is encourage Kysa to go out with her friends frequently. When we first married (I might add that I was lucky with her and scored the first night we met myself!), Kysa didn't think it appropriate to meet with her friends as frequently as when she was single. I told her over and over again that I really didn't mind if she stopped off for a drink after work or if she had her regular evenings a couple of times a week to socialize with friends. No matter what time Kysa got home, I made a point not to appear upset (even though it's started to be later and later nowadays). It's not that I didn't want her company, but rather, I wanted Kysa to have a variety of friends, I've said. The truth of the matter however, right from the start of our marriage, I have wanted Kysa to get into situations where she might be tempted to stray from her marriage vows.

    Some women that I've chatted with wonder I'm so hung up on wanting 'my wife' to behave this way. "Couldn't you be just as happy with a girlfriend who had several other guys she saw regularly?" Perhaps I could, but several elements about being married to Kysa are very important to me. I want Kysa to know I'm absolutely committed to her. I won't attempt to seek out other women because of the vow of marriage on my part! I know this, because after being married twice previously for a total of fifteen years, I NEVER could or would cheat specifically because of the vows. The idea of ME being committed is VERY important for both of us. I want her to feel like their will ALWAYS be me for her to cum home to! The second, and probably more significant reason might be, now that I analyze it, is that it's more humiliating to have a wife who cheats than a girlfriend. And as I mentioned earlier, the MOST humiliating thing for ANY man has got to be if his wife were to be impregnated by someone other than her husband and other people became aware of that.

    That in mind, lately I've become more suspicious that Kysa may indeed have crossed the line and is now having sex outside our marriage. And I think I know the guy she's having sex with! A neighbor of ours, Robert, has always charmed Kysa. Every time he's come over Kysa goes out of her way to primp her appearance, even if it's a Saturday morning. Robert and I have been friends ever since Kysa and I moved into our house. Robert's always had nothing but very polite comments to me about Kysa, sharing that he was envious of me for being married to such an attractive woman. Robert and his former wife split up about six months ago, but Kysa and I didn't let their breakup come between our neighborhood friendship. In fact we started to invite Robert over more frequently in order for him to get over his divorce. The fact that Robert was black never had anything to do with our relationship, although, I knew that Kysa had a particular fascination for black men. Kysa would invite him to dinner and dress to the hilt whenever he came over. I think she gets a kick out of cock-teasing him as she was always bends over giving Robert a view down her blouse or of her skirt riding up to her ass. Occasionally, she'll toss a glance in my direction to be sure that I'm watching her show.

    I've teased Kysa after Robert's left for the evening or a casual visit that she sure gave him an eyeful. Her teasing quips back would often include "You like me to dress sexy don't you? It doesn't bother my 'little boy dick' much I see, does it Hank? Would you like to go down on me and taste how wet Robert has made me from teasing? Poor Robert doesn't have a woman to make him feel better like you do, so I thought I'd spice up his life. Do you think he'll go home and play with himself now?" I'm generally beet red and blushing with Kysa's taunting and she MUST know that I enjoy the way that she's flaunting herself excites the hell out of me! To think Robert would ever have trouble meeting new women is ludicrous to me! He's 6'4, about 220-lbs. and appears to have a large cock even when it's soft! He told me once in passing, that he was over 10-inches in length. And so the past few months I've watched the relationship between Kysa and Robert blossom. I've watched the exhibitionist antics of my wife increase and the occasional lingering touches between the two. I've suspected where this was going to lead and so I've even made excuses to leave the two alone more often by stepping out of the room for extended periods of time and cautiously spying in to see if anything sexual was occurring. On a few occasions, with a stiffening cock, I was able to witness several embraces and some amount of fondling, but they lasted only a moment or two. It made me suspect that given the right circumstances Kysa and Robert might let the smoldering sparks turn into flames of passion. What I didn't know then was how hot that flame could get!

    I'd still tease Kysa after Robert's departures but she would retort "Perhaps you shouldn't leave Robert and I alone so much. He really likes the outfits you buy for me. He says you have good taste and that I wear them well. I told him perhaps he should come over late one evening and he might get to see me in some sexy lingerie. Would you like Robert to see some of the lingerie you've gotten for me Hank? I'm curious just how big his cock is. He's got such a nice bulge! Why any woman would leave THAT cock, I'll never understand! I wish you were that big! I'd never let you put your tongue in me then. Not when I could settle for the real thing! But since you're not that big, do you wanna go down on me?" Of course, we all know what my response is every time!

    My premature ejaculations have gotten worse since in the past few months as well. I'm not sure now whether it has been from my imagining Kysa and Robert or other men together or if Kysa has somehow been manipulating me with her words as I'm going eating her out to insure my inadequacies. One thing I do know is that I've had more sex over the past few months, albeit it has all been oral!

    Kysa has been going over to Robert's place more frequently over the past months. She buys cakes or cooks up meals and shares it with him. She says as a new bachelor, she's sure he doesn't eat as well as he should. One of her favorite outfits to wear over there that always gets a reaction from me is a pair of cutoff jean-shorts that exposes nearly half of her ass cheeks as they are cut THAT short! She often wears a thin shirt tied to her midriff without a bra or a simple tight tank top. When she goes over there, she generally stays about an hour to chat I suppose, but my imagination runs wild. I never question her about her motivations and try to get her into the bedroom as soon as I can. Sometimes Kysa puts me off and my cock stays stiff until later when she finally does allow me to indulge my oral passions.

    Another, perhaps non-related, item I've been noticing of late is that we've been getting an inordinate amount of wrong numbers or hang-up phone calls, mostly in the evenings or late at night. I don't know what it is, but Kysa always seems to get restless about that time and either sends me out to get her something to snack on or will run out by herself. If we've already gone to bed, Kysa will sometimes slip a trench coat on over her revealing lingerie and head out in the car. Most of the time, she'll eat while she's out, so she doesn't keep me awake. One thing about those outings though is that she always gets sexually playful when she or I return. If she's been out she says its because it excites her to no end to imagine what other men would say or do if they knew how exposed she was under her coat.

    One afternoon I came home from work a little earlier than I normally do and spotted Robert's car in our driveway. Rather than pull up I drove around the corner and parked. Perhaps maybe Kysa and Robert had finally done it! My cock grew and ached as I sat and imagined all sorts of wicked things the two might be up to. The sun beat down on the car as I waited twenty, thirty, now forty minutes. Pre-cum leaked from my dick and started to soak into my pants. Not wanting to be caught by any neighbors in this condition, I was forced to drive around. I had to unzip my pants to allow my aching genitals relief from the pressure and stroked myself for relief. I kept driving around for yet another hour, passing by our house frequently. Now that it was closer to the time that I normally get home as I drove by the house, I noticed Robert's car gone. I straightened myself up and pulled into the driveway. My first thought was not if Kysa would find out that I had seen Robert's car there, but rather how could I find a way to spy on her! A plan developed to get a baby monitor and put it under our bed in the on mode while I was gone during the day. I'd have to find some way to get my car away from the house and hide in my home office above the garage without Kysa knowing if I wanted to be sure her and Robert were up to anything sexual.

    I was just as flush as Kysa was when I entered the house! She was covered in a robe and said she was preparing for a shower when I entered. As I had just cum not more than a moment or two ago, I didn't want to stop Kysa. But the thought DEFINITELY crossed my mind! Here was my first opportunity to hide the baby monitor I had gotten long ago just for this scenario. While Kysa showered I hid the monitor in an inconspicuous location and turned it on. My cock started to stiffen again though looking at the condition of our bed and seeing Kysa's shorts tossed to the floor. Tomorrow I'd find a way to see if my suspicions were right!

    I was quite fidgety that evening trying to devise ways to enact my plan of catching Kysa and Robert together. For her part, Kysa was also somewhat evasive. I kept looking for an opportunity to set up my office and check the volume of the baby monitor. But as I continued to plan and scheme, I started to get horny again. I could have kicked myself for not insisting on taking Kysa to bed as soon as I got home. It might have been out of character, but I might have finally gotten to taste what I wanted to! Just as we were preparing for bed, the phone rang. Kysa jumped up and got it. When she decided moments later to go out and get a snack, I half-heartedly pleaded that I wanted to have sex with her but she insisted I could after she got back. After Kysa drove off, I seized the moment to prepare my office. I turned on the radio in the bedroom to check the sound quality in my office where the receiver to the monitor was now turned on. It was perfect! I went back to the bedroom and waited for Kysa to return. Tonight I had a surprise for her. Tonight I was gonna try to fuck her! With all of the day's excitement and the sexual tension that I had for the forth-coming day, I knew my cock could last longer than usual!
     
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    When Kysa returned, she was true to her word and sexually playful. She slowly disrobed and said something about Robert wanting to photograph her. She climbed into the bed tossing the covers off to the side. "So my hubby's hungry for me tonight! Come here Hank. Do whatever you want to me tonight. I know what you want to do. Here, let me help you find my pussy with your tongue. Oh, lick my lips with your wet tongue." I dove down into Kysa's muff with lust and desire. The whole time though, I was consciously trying to avoid allowing my cock to come in contact with anything that would cause me to cum. As I continued to lick and drive my tongue as deep as I could into Kysa's vagina, I raised her ass to get even a deeper angle. "Would you mind if I let Robert... umhhhhhh... take pictures of me? He says... oooohhhhh... I'd make an attractive model. I'd let him get some... uuuuhhhhhhhh... of those cheesecake shots you like." I mumbled a positive response as I munched and licked at her wet pussy. For her part, Kysa undulated and rotated her hips, grinding her wet cunt into my face. I looked up as she tossed her head from side to side. Kysa's vagina secreted more and more wetness the longer and deeper I dug. I watched as she passed through her first orgasm and was proud of the fact that I had yet to cum myself. As Kysa's orgasm faded, I climbed up between Kysa's outspread legs and prepared to mount her. A look of astonishment came over her face as she realized that I had not already spilled my load of seed into the sheets. "Are you really gonna try to fuck me tonight Hank? How cum your little boy dick didn't cum yet?" Kysa teased. My face beamed with pride as my shaft came in contact with Kysa's labia. "You can do it Hank, if you want to." Kysa whispered in my ear. "But I want you to put on a rubber for me. It's been so long since a man fucked me with a rubber. Will you do that for me Hank? It'll make me feel like I'm fucking a stranger. Would you like that?" Kysa cooed. Not that I wanted to, but the last comment, the one that she'd entertain fucking a stranger did it! I climbed off Kysa and got an old rubber that I'd had stashed away in the nightstand. I quickly tore it open and rolled it down my cock all the while staring at Kysa splayed out on the bed with her smoldering eyes.

    Kysa insisted I turn out the lights before I crawled back into bed feeling my way back into her arms. "Ooooh, this is nice! My husband's gone and I've got a man in my bed who wants to fuck me with his cock. Hank never does that. Can you find me? Put your cock in my hot wet pussy!" Kysa teased. The sounds of Kysa's words made my proud 5" stand up straight and tall! I could barely feel my dick against Kysa's lips though. The latex sheath Kysa had me wearing never was my favorite way to fuck! I could feel Kysa turn her cunt up to my stabbing cock and I slid all the way in on the first push. "Is it me or is it you? You don't seem to be as big as I imagined you would be. I can barely feel you inside me! But that's all right. Fuck me, Baby! Fuck me as much and as hard as you want! I'm yours tonight! Not Hank's!" Kysa continued to encourage her anonymous stranger and I plowed as hard as I could and as fast as I could. I wanted to truly fuck my wife for all I was worth! After about two minutes I came inside the rubber jetting the last little bit of cum left in my balls into the latex container! "Oh Baby, is that all you've got for me?" Kysa quipped in a sarcastic tone. "I guess you'll have to please me the way my hubby does." Kysa said in a condescending and mocking laugh as she pushed my head towards her parted thighs. Defeated, I allowed Kysa to maneuver my head to her just fucked and open cunt. I ate Kysa through yet another orgasm until she pushed me away and rolled over to sleep. Only then did I finally remove the rubber from my deflated cock.

    I dressed and left for work earlier than usual in the morning. Actually, I drove my car to a local convenience store where I intended to leave it for the day and bought a cup of coffee. At the store, I met another neighbor of mine. She started chatting with me and commented that Kysa and I must be getting along well with Robert. I said, "We're friends...."

    She mentioned that "Robert always seems to be at your house these days. Have you got him doing some jobs around the house? Be careful with him and Kysa. His ex-wife left because he kept fooling around on her!"

    I retorted that everything was all right and that we were all getting along just fine. I found an excuse to break the conversation and went to sit in the car until she left. It took longer to make my way back to the house than I planned as I was trying to be inconspicuous. Finally there, I quietly made my way into my private office. I felt odd just sitting there waiting for Robert to show up at the house to fuck my wife! What I didn't realize was how short my wait would be! I could see into the bedroom window from this angle and saw Kysa preparing for a shower. As she exited the shower and dried off, I felt like a lucky voyeur watching her familiar but beautiful nude form. I watched as she donned some of her sexiest lingerie that she had retrieved from the dresser. The whispers of lace did nothing to hide the curves of her body and the sparse triangle of curls between her legs. At about 9:00, only an hour after the time that I'd normally be leaving for work, I spotted Robert walking up to the door carrying something over his shoulder. Kysa left the bedroom presumably to get the door without attempting to grab a robe. Now my stomach knotted and my cock began to rise.

    Kysa and Robert stayed out of my view for some fifteen minutes. The baby monitor didn't seem to be picking up any sounds of their conversation either. I was getting anxious now! What were they doing now? After the work I went through to set this up, I didn't want to be deprived! Just about that time, I heard someone approaching the bedroom and Kysa's jovial sexy laugh.

    "God, I was hoping you'd get here soon. I need to feel you're cock splitting me again! I checked my temperature this morning and I'm sure I'm ovulating today! Slurp... Kiss... ummmmhhhhh... ooohhhhhh... I can't get enough of you. That cock of yours has me dreaming of it day and night! Thank God Hank hasn't figured this out yet! But I'm getting him ready for you... I made him fuck me with a rubber last night and pretend he was a stranger!" Kysa mocked.

    "I thought you said he never fucks you?" Don remarked in a husky questioning voice.

    "He usually can't! I don't know what came over him last night. But I took care of him... or rather I should say, he took care of himself quickly." Kysa laughed. "I made him turn out the lights and told him how small he was when he got inside me. He must have cum after the third or forth stroke! It's too bad he was wearing a rubber. I made him go down on me to get me off. I would have enjoyed him tasting his own cum as he ate me! But I get more pleasure out of him cleaning up after you sweetie!" Kysa added with a voice that dripped sexuality.

    "Okay, okay! Enough of that wimp husband of yours Kysa! I'm here to fuck you, not hear stories of your lame husband! Don growled. Now get over on the bed and pose for me! I want some pictures of you dolled up like some slut in your wedding bed! <click> Push that lace aside, < click> I want to see the raunchy side of you I know and fuck! <click> Make your face scream with desire to feel my hard cock come after you! <click> I want you to pout and exude need for a cock to plow your cunt! <click> That's it! <click> Move your hands to your tits <click> grab them <click> squeeze them <click> pull them out of that damn lace <click> You're my little whore today, like every day! < click> Now make my camera know what kind of slut you are! <click> Get out of those damn frilly things your sissy husband bought you! <click> I want to see that come fuck me body <click> aching to be filled. <click> Spread you legs! Pull them wider! <click> Show me what you want the world to know! <click> Show me that twat your husband eats but REAL men fuck!" <click>

    What was happening! I WANTED Robert to come over and have sex with Kysa, don't get me wrong! But I expected Kysa to take the lead. To be the tigress taming the tiger. What I was witnessing and hearing was something all together different. And I was getting quite a view! Robert, the quiet and always polite person that I'd met was obscenely demanding that my wife act as his whore. Even calling her names like "slut" and "whore" like they were common words one used everyday! I expected that he'd come into the house and the two would wind up in bed within moments, but Robert was running the show in EVERY way. And the expression on your face and the passion in your throaty responses told me you enjoyed being treated like a slut... his slut! My cock started to ache the moment Robert and Kysa entered the bedroom and no matter how this deviated from the scenario I expected, my cock was still reacting! I had thoughts of charging into the house, but I'd painted myself into a corner. To do so would mean having to explain my car, then how I knew the two of them were in the bedroom, and eventually the fact that I was spying. I thought better of that situation quickly and relented to watching to see just what happened! Besides, in a perverse way, I was enjoying Kysa being dominated by Robert.

    "Ummmh, Oh yeah Kysa! Show me where you want my cock today! <click> Show me where my cocks been buried every day! <click> Show me where I left my cum last night and I'll leave it again! <click> Roll over now! Show me that fine ass you have! <click> That's it. Stick it up in the air high! Put your fingers down there and stroke yourself! <click> Open yourself up and get yourself wet for me! <click> I'll never be able to fit myself into you! You know I'm not gonna help and go down on you! That's what you've got a wimpy husband for!< click> A few more weeks of my cock and you'll be stretched out forever.< click> Hank will never recognize the feel of your cunt by then! <click> And after you're pregnant, I'll find some other studs to keep you stretched and satisfied!< click> You'll need monster cocks to stretch you and fuck you to prepare you for birth!' <click>

    Robert mocked in a rough voice. "Please Robert! I need to be fucked! I need your cock to fill me! I want to feel your cum blasting into me the way you do! Ohhhh, please FUCK ME... FUCK ME NOW!"

    Kysa pleaded in a voice I almost didn't recognize. "Not yet! Here, get of the bed! Come over and undress me! <click> A slut undresses the man. Be careful. <click> Now pull out my cock and take care of it with your mouth <click> Make it grow! <click> Make it hard for you!" < click>

    Kysa disappeared from view, but even I knew what was going on from the slurping sounds that emanated from the baby monitor! My cock dripped pre-cum as I listened intently to sounds of obvious pleasure from both Kysa and Robert. The camera had stopped for now and all I could hear were groans and sloppy loud slurps.

    "Ohhhhh, that's good! You're such a good cocksucker! Take as much as can inside you. Squeeze my balls. Make your MAN-sized cock as big as you can! Don't even think about that puny cock Hank has! Make my cum boil! Get it ready shoot inside that tight twat of yours! That's it! Ohhh yeah! Now move over to the bed. Bend over it. Lay your face down but keep your legs standing on the floor. Give me your hand between your legs. Stroke me! Put my cock where you want it! We both no where you want it Kysa! We both no you need it! If the truth were known, I'll bet Hank wants my cock right there, too. Why do you think he dresses you like a slut!" Robert blurted.

    "Oh YES! God, I NEED you! Please fill me with your cock! Push it in me! Please! Don't tease me! I WANT you now!" Kysa cried out. "Tell me you're a SLUT! Tell me you're a whore who needs my cock! Tell me you know Hank wants you to be fucked like a tramp! Tell me you're MY SLUT!" Robert shouted. The temper and loudness of his voice was almost loud enough to be heard without the baby monitor! "YES, YES, I'm a SLUT, a WHORE... I KNOW HANK WANTS ME TO FUCK YOU! I'M YOUR SLUT! PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME!!! OOOOHHHHH, OOOHHH, OOOOHHHH GOD YES!!!! OOOOOOHHHH YOU FEEEELLLL SOOOO GODDDD! HHHHUUUUHHH, THAT"S ITTTTTT ALLLL THE WAYYYYY, HHHHUUUHHH, YESSSSSS!! God that feels so good! So right!!! Yes!!! Don't ever STOP!!! FUCK ME!!!!" Kysa cried out in pleasure!

    I could feel the burning passion flowing out of Kysa's mouth in her moans of pleasure and the slamming of flesh as I could tell Robert was ramming his cock into her. The tempo was accentuated by the guttural moans of Kysa! She was as close to being in heaven as I've ever heard her! Even when I've eaten her through an orgasm, I've never heard this level of passion and pleasure! Robert kept up what seemed a blistering pace. Because of the position he'd taken Kysa in, all I could see was Kysa's face and her hands clutching at the bedspread as she tossed her head from side to side. Kysa's face was contorted as Robert pummeled her pussy from behind. I could see the angle of her back as it rose of the bed to offer her cunt to Robert. My cock dribbled into my hand only a moment after Robert entered Kysa, but Robert was far from through with Kysa!

    "Do you like that better! Does it go deeper than your wimp husband does! Tell me how much you like it! Tell me how good it feels! Come on SLUT, talk to me!" Robert spat. "YEEESSSSS YYYESSSSS! FUCK YOUR SLUT!!! FUUUCCCCKKK OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH UUUMMMMMMMHHHHH MMMEEE!!! YES!!! UUMMMHHHHH Hank UUUMMMHHH never feels UUUMMMMHHHH like this UUUMMMMHHHH!!!! He'll UUUMMMHHHH never OOOHHHHH know AAAAHHHHH how deep OOOOHHHHHH you can UUUMMMHHHHH get!!!! OHHH, KEEP FUCKKKIIIIIIIIINNNNGGG MMMMEEEEEEE!!!" Kysa pleaded in pleasure! "Tell me when you want my Baby-Making cum SLUT!!!!!" Robert barked. "PLLLEEEASSEEE FFIILLL MEEEE! GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! I WWAAANTTTT YOUR CUM IN ME!!!! FILLLLL MEEEEEE!!!" Kysa pleaded!

    I listened intently with my dick limp in my hands before it sunk in to my brain what Robert was saying. He and Kysa were trying to get her pregnant! They planned this. How long have they been up to this? It seemed to finally sink in to me... Kysa had been going over to Robert's to get his cock in her day AND night! The phone calls were her signal to go to Robert's place and receive his manhood. The cakes and meals were all just a ploy to get her cunt filled with HIS cock and HIS cum. My cock stirred to life again imagining that I HAD been cleaning up after another man each night for the past month. ROBERT! His cum had been getting deposited into Kysa's obviously willing cunt at his whim. Whenever he needed to be fucked, he was calling Kysa. And she'd run out dressed in whatever she thought would excite him to willingly receive it. And then cum home and play frisky with me to insure I got it, too. My cock boiled with lust.

    "Are you ready, SLUT! Do you WANT my cum? Do you NEED me to cum? Tell me how much you want my baby in your womb!" Robert shouted, this time loud enough for the neighborhood to hear!"

    "YYYESSSSS UUUMMMMMHHHHH MAKE A BABY UUUUMMMMMHHHH INNNN MMMEEEE!!!! FUCK YYESSSSSS OOOOOOHHHHHHH CCCUUUMMMM IIINNN MMMMEEEEEEE!!! Kysa shouted. Beads of sweat sprang from her forehead and I could see her hair mat on her head as she worked and pushed against Robert's oversize cock! I could see why Kysa wouldn't need a workout at a health club the way she bucked and rotated against Robert's invading cock!

    "HERE BABY!!! THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT!!! OOHHHH FUCK YEAHHHHH!!! HERE IT CUMS! UHHHH UHHHH UHHHH THAT'S IT! MILK IT FROM ME! UUHHHH OOOHHH UUMMMFF ALL FOR YOU!!!" Robert grunted as if he was releasing an extremely heavy load of cum!

    "YYYEESSSS OHHHHH FFFUUUCKKKK YYYESSSS G..G..GIIVEEE IIITT TTTOOO MMMMEEEEEE" Kysa shrieked!

    My cock exploded, too! This time with more force than I had in a long time as I listened to Kysa plead and milk the cum from Robert's impaling cock. Her climax finished only a moment ago, stiffened, clenched face and hands now began to relax, but I could still see her buck spasmodically back at Robert's cock still emptying his sack of fertile cum into her womb! Finally her face and hands went limp on the bed, but I could still hear Robert grunting as if to insure every drop of his cum HAD to go inside Kysa. I don't know who was more drained, Kysa, Robert or me!

    Obviously Robert and Kysa had more stamina than I did. After being drained from their fucking that lasted over an hour, I thought that would be the end and Robert would go home. That was not the case at all! Robert and Kysa must have fucked at least three more times throughout the day. What I thought would be a great voyeuristic holdup that I had found turned out to be a torture chamber. The baby monitor spat comments about what Robert and Kysa thought of her cuckold husband, me! Robert made no bones about the fact that he knew he was the kind of lover Kysa deserved. He kept telling Kysa that he suspected that I knew she was fucking him and that I was probably getting off on it. Robert kept Kysa nude in the bedroom for most of the day continuing to photograph her whenever he felt like it. He enjoyed degrading Kysa almost as much as he did me. He always referred to her as his personal slut or whore. Kysa never once stopped him, but rather fed his desires, by insisting that he fuck or use his slut in any way he wanted. I learned that Kysa preferred to have Robert fuck her from behind so she could feel his cock slam at her cervix. She also enjoyed riding him from above. This was definitely news to me since Kysa and I had only had sex in the past in the standard missionary position! According to Robert, Kysa was a fabulous cocksucker. She never has given me head in our marriage! Robert also fucked Kysa's ass, something I had never dreamed of doing!
     
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    I learned that the two had been having sex for nearly three months on average once or twice a day. They both enjoyed fucking in our bed most since it offered the greatest humiliation to me. If I had wanted to be humiliated, they were thrilled to do their part to insure I was the dumb cuckold husband! To be sure, both Robert and Kysa enjoyed the fact that I encouraged Kysa to dress like a tramp. Kysa said she loved the comments that she received and the lewd stares that could sometimes lead to a strange cock. Robert enjoyed staring at her slutty outfits but preferred to strip her to her nude form so that her exposed cunt was available to his raging cock. He liked to make Kysa play with her tits and cunt, making the nipples stiff and swollen and opening her vagina so that he could view the stretched muscle tissue his cock produced. They talked of things they had done together. One surprise to me was that Robert had made Kysa perform at a local strip joint, the Kit-Kat club, located about ten minutes from our home. Apparently she performed there several times for the lunch crowd. They talked about several of our neighbors who enjoyed her totally nude performance and how someday she might get the opportunity to fuck them as well. It sounded like Robert was not the kind of man to share that I was, until I realized that was only because the two were intent on making Robert's cum be the seed that would impregnate Kysa. After that, apparently Kysa was going to be spreading her legs to quite a few men!

    My fist, throughout the day listening to Kysa and Robert, brutalized my cock. Sometimes the urge to relieve myself came as I listened to the merciless fucking that Kysa was enduring. Other times it was from the conversation that I was overhearing. Oddly, I never did witness Robert's cock penetrating Kysa's cunt. The positions that Robert took Kysa in allowed me to see only the top portion of her body, never the point at which they were coupling. I could definitely hear the sounds of their fucking though. The slamming of flesh, the sloshing penetration of a cock into a used pussy, the suctioned "plops" caused by the removal of a large object from Kysa's vaginal canal, as well as the moaning and shrieks of pleasure kept me glued to the receiver in my office! As the time approached that I should normally be coming home, I reluctantly tore myself away and started to get dressed. I was exhausted! I snuck out of my office and proceeded to walk back to the convenience store to get my car all the while wondering when Robert was going to leave. One thing I resolved myself to do, no matter it was out of character or not, was to initiate oral sex with Kysa the moment I walked in the Robert door! This time I ABSOLUTELY knew I would be cleaning the cum left by another man, and that excited me more than ever! I also knew I would be waiting for Robert's call later in the evening and I would encourage Kysa to leave the house totally nude under her coat to receive another fucking from Robert that I would impatiently be waiting to clean up when she returned!

    Several neighbors spotted me and waved as I walked back to get my car, but I simply waved back and continued on. I got to the car and decided to call Kysa from the car phone to let her know I was close. That would give Robert time enough to make his departure. I drove to the house and walked in quickly. I DIDN'T want Kysa to shower. I caught up with her naked body preparing to take a shower and kissed her long and deep. I knew I tasted Robert's cock in her mouth as my hands roamed her still moist flesh. I insisted that I wanted... needed to have sex with her! Kysa tried to fend me off saying that she was sweaty and nasty from working in the yard. I thought it funny but told her I didn't care and I couldn't wait until she finished showering, I NEEDED her right then! Although Kysa grumbled and fussed, she allowed me to maneuver her to bed chuckling something like, "You asked for it! Don't try to stop after you've started this!"

    I pushed Kysa into the bed and undressed like a madman for the second time today. My stomach did flip-flops as I stared at Kysa. My hands trembled and my pulse raced wildly. As I nearly jumped into the bed, I didn't even attempt any preliminaries. My mouth gobbled up one of Kysa's tits as I maneuvered myself between her legs. I did trail my tongue down her belly, but the obvious target of my desire to both of us was Kysa's treasured and already tired cunt. Kysa was still slick with juices on the inside of her thighs, but I ignored making any comments as I dove farther and farther down. Kysa lay her head back and probably expected me to accuse her of having sex, unable to stop me from my hurried goal. I could smell the fuck juices that emanated from Kysa's cunt and I let them fill my nostrils with joy. The matted pubic hair only furthered my heated desires! I opened my mouth wide and clamped over the entire region to get the taste quickly onto my anxious tongue. My cock was absolutely rigid and as I kept sliding down to settle into the delicious feast I could feel cold slick cum on the sheets that clung to my legs left there in Kysa and Robert's earlier fucking. I dove into Kysa's vagina digging deeper and deeper with my tongue trying to forage for the cum that had been deposited deeply inside her by Robert.

    I rubbed my face from side to side in the slick saddle of her open thighs. Perhaps because I hadn't objected and I was absolutely enjoying myself, Kysa raised her head, peered down at me, and grasped my hair pulling me harder into her cunt.

    "You really were horny, Hank! Yessss, eat me! Push your tongue all the way inside me! That's it! Oh GOD, lick me all over!" Kysa commanded.

    There was no way I was going to stop. I could feel the calf of her leg move to my cock and I enjoyed the sensation. I knew that Kysa was going to try to make me come against the rubbing of her leg and I wanted to! In fact, I wanted her to fill her head the thought of her inadequate husband. I wanted to humiliate myself as much as I possibly could at that moment! I positively shook from the knowledge that I was cleaning up Robert's cum from Kysa's well-fucked pussy. I ate her with such a voracious appetite that I knew I was degrading my manhood in Kysa's mind, but I wanted to! After hearing Kysa and Robert talk demeaning of me earlier, I was determined to live up to every word. I wanted my cock to spew its cum uselessly into the sheets.

    The same sheets that held Kysa's form only an hour before as she lay splayed open to receive another man's fertile cum. As my tongue tired from trying to dig deeper into Kysa's cuntal passage, I withdrew it and I licked and savored her entire crotch. I tasted the salty remains that matted her pubic hair and buried my tongue into the crack of her ass. My nose caught itself now inside Kysa's cavernous vagina as my tongue snaked into the moist crack. Right about then I felt my cock discharge its puny load of cum, but it didn't soften. I knew before I finished eating Kysa that I would cum yet again! I heard Kysa moan in orgasm as I relentlessly buried my face into her crotch. I silently hoped that her orgasm was enhanced by the humiliation I was subjecting myself to between her legs. I knew that I'd be getting this desert over and over again as I nuzzled, nibbled, and continued to lick. After Kysa came, I opened her labia with my fingers, stared, and blew warm air into the exhausted internal muscles of her cunt. I pulled them even farther apart in hopes that I might see any cum that I'd missed earlier and then forced my tongue back in as if I were trying to crawl back into the womb. My cock spent yet another load of useless cum as I imagined the cock that had recently stroked the walls of Kysa's cunt! Finally exhausted myself, I lay my head between Kysa' thighs and inhaled the smell of her humid thighs.

    "Wow... You really were horny Hank! And my 'little boy dick' made a mess again, I see! What got into you today, Baby?" Kysa chuckled as I lay between her thighs.

    "Nothing, honey. I was just thinking about you all day and I got myself all worked up." I trembled exhaustedly.

    "Well if you ever need to eat me like that again, you know where to find me. After that, I won't stop you from pulling me away from the shower again!" Kysa remarked in a kidding tone. And I silently hoped it were true. I'd LOVE to come home every day and clean Kysa's crotch with my tongue and I silently knew exactly what I'd be cleaning up after! Kysa soon got up and took her delayed shower while I lay on the bed reliving the days events. I knew I also needed a shower, but I was enjoying the smell of Kysa's cunt in my mustache and all over my face. I also knew that I'd get to eat her freshly fucked pussy yet once more tonight.

    The phone rang on schedule at 9:00. I knew it was time for Kysa to get her evening dose of cock and I wasn't about to stop her. In fact, I was going to attempt to spice it up even more! Kysa predictably, informed me of the wrong number call and just as predictably, informed me that she wanted a snack before bed again. I lay in the bed watching television when Kysa informed me and I suggested to her that she wear something unusual under her coat this evening. With a mischievous grin Kysa asked what I had in mind. I suggested that she go out nude under the jacket.

    "You know I'd probably be wet the moment I stepped into he car!" Kysa chuckled.

    "I hope so! You might get yourself so worked up that it might lead to an accident though, so take your time tonight. I'll be waiting for you when you get home. And I'm feeling as horny as I was earlier today?" I grinned.

    "You asked for it, Hank. I'll be sure to get myself worked up in that case. You best be resting that tongue of yours till then!" Kysa chided as she threw on her coat and strode out of the bedroom.

    I considered sneaking like a peeping-tom in the night over to Robert's house to watch the two ravage one another. I would have loved to hear Kysa and Robert commenting about my earlier deeds, but I didn't want to risk getting caught by the neighbors. I'm sure that on another night I would stoop this low! I knew I would get my opportunity again tomorrow from my home office to watch and hear Kysa and Robert in action. I stroked my cock imagining the two thinking me the ignorant buffoon that was totally unaware of his wife's indiscretions. As sad as it sounds, I lay there totally turned on to the fact that Kysa was again getting royally fucked while I stroked my own cock with my hand. I knew that Robert wouldn't let her leave until he had at least once deposited his man cum deep inside Kysa's belly! I resolved to further humiliate myself this evening by jacking-off just before Kysa came through the door to show her how pleased I was by the fact that she would go out nude and in silent tribute to the cum that she protected within her womb. It wasn't a difficult decision to make, I can definitely assure you of that! I also took advantage of Kysa's time away to rummage through her dresser drawers. I looked in earnest to see if I could find any of the nude photos that Robert had been taking of her earlier in the day and presumably for some time now, but to no avail. These I knew I would find sometime even if I had to steal the from Robert's camera.

    I heard Kysa drive up about 10:30 and shot my cum from my cock as she entered the front door. I lay on the bed with the sheets thrown off and fresh cum on my stomach, waiting for Kysa to enter the bedroom with my eyes closed. It didn't take long for her to make her way to the room still dressed with her coat and heels.

    "Somebody couldn't wait, huh Hank?" Kysa chided in a muffled laugh. "I would ask if you missed me, but that seems a little too obvious. Do you still want me?" Kysa questioned.

    I opened my eyes noting her mussed hair and disheveled look and simply commented "Ummmmhhh, Yes!" in a quieted voice. I watched as Kysa seductively removed her coat and then she turned out the lights before moving to the bed.

    "You don't mind that I turn out the lights, do you Hank?" Kysa queried. I did, but I didn't want to stop anything that was about to happen. All I wanted was to bury my head between Kysa's thighs, and quickly! As I felt Kysa's weight upon the bed, I raised up to meet her. I kissed her deeply and recognized the taste in her throat immediately. I coaxed her to lie on her stomach as I approached her from behind. Kysa knew exactly what I was up to as she raised her ass to my head diving into her crotch from behind. The heat and smell of her recently used cunt started a frenzy of my emotions yet again. I would have truly enjoyed seeing this view but went about my labor of lust despite that deprivation. I imagined that only moments ago a solid cock slammed repeatedly at Kysa's vagina from precisely this angle. Now my head and tongue entrapped themselves where a cock had spewed its fertile cum into my willing wife! I imagined the heat of Kysa's pussy was due to the friction of a pistoning cock that wouldn't be denied in delivering its precious cum deep inside her womb.

    As I did earlier today, I worshipped Kysa's cunt. She was even wetter tonight than she was earlier, as if she didn't attempt to clean herself up. I imagined that's why the lights were off as I furrowed deeper and deeper! I'm sure it became quite clear to Kysa, that I was indeed thrilled with the opportunity to clean her of the recently deposited cum, albeit in her mind, I didn't know it was there! I ate and lavished and bathed my face in the mixed juices of Kysa and Robert for 40 minutes, becoming a slave to insuring she got off again. I deliberately stroked my cock with my own hand and made sure that Kysa could tell that I was doing so until I again dribbled another trickle of cum from my spent cock, showing Kysa my inadequacies as her fuck partner. But I didn't worry about that now that I knew she had such an endowed lover! Kysa finally pushed me away after she came a second time to my insistent tongue. She fell asleep exhausted barely saying a word as I slowly crawled up beside her. I lay on my back wide-awake recounting my pleasure and amazed that I had cum six or seven times that day! It wasn't difficult to do now that I had proof that another man was indeed fucking Kysa!
     
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    For over a week after finding out about Kysa and Robert's daily rendezvous during the day and later in the evening, I led a blissful life. My cock stayed hard imagining the seed that Robert was planting in Kysa on a VERY regular basis. My tongue enjoyed the taste of that semen as I ate Kysa quite vigorously each and every time I knew that she had been with Robert. Kysa for her part I'm sure stopped trying to conceal any evidence of her encounters with Robert as I noticed she was quite wet and sloppy to my pleasure on numerous occasions. I suspected it was because I hadn't been asking any questions and I'm sure it thrilled her to know that I was eagerly lapping up the dregs of Robert's spent cum. I made no more attempts at acts of machismo that would lead me to even try to fuck Kysa.

    I was quite content with my role as the inadequate lover who was 'ignorant' of his wife's behavior. I masturbated VERY regularly and spilled my seed into the bed sheets as freely as Robert spent his cum inside Kysa's slick velvet cunt. I thoroughly came to enjoy my 'little boy' status and got extremely excited in hearing Robert and Kysa talk about me as I spied on them during their encounters. I could feel myself cheering Robert on as he drove his mammoth cock into Kysa's receptive vagina hoping and knowing that he would once again plant his seed deep inside her depths. But I also hoped that he'd leave his cum plastered to the inside of her thighs and roped in her pubic hair for me to clean later.

    As the days wore on, it seemed to me that Robert was aware of the fact that I had to know I was lapping my tongue where his cock had been only moments before just by the tone of his comments. I had to do some convincing of my need to work from home to my boss and co-workers to allow me the pleasure of spying on Kysa and Robert so freely. I also took several days of accrued vacation time to cover my frequent absences. While my home office initially tormented me with that sights and sounds that Robert and Kysa couldn't keep his cock out of her, the torture chamber soon became my sanctuary. A place in which I could listen to a man and woman ravage one another as often as they liked without fear or concern of being caught as they endeavored to make Kysa pregnant with Robert's baby.

    Day after day I've enjoyed spying more and more. The innuendo of Kysa's inadequate husband has become an aphrodisiac to my ears making my cock stand up for the attention of my fist. Knowing that I could arrange to come home right after Robert's cock has left Kysa's crotch is thrilling, demeaning and extremely exciting to me. But not nearly as much as my time spent with my face diving into Kysa's well-fucked hole.

    After her daytime encounters, Kysa is more prudent about how much evidence she allows me to see. But with the games we've been playing later in the evenings when Kysa prepares to go out after Robert's clandestine calls and the lights turned out as she comes to bed, I'm quite certain Kysa is making my task of clean-up much more rewarding! As Kysa's willing cuckold husband, I relished the task many other men would find demeaning of stabbing and swishing my tongue at her repeatedly fucked pussy... tasting and swallowing with pleasure the cum that Robert has sent home in her vagina to be incubated in her warm moist womb.

    I'd been equally excited at preparing Kysa for her evening drive to Robert's home by endeavoring to come up with more and interesting ways for her to leave the house. On one occasion I had her dress in some very revealing lingerie and did not allow her the luxury of a coat to cover herself as she walked to the car in the driveway. On another I escorted her to the car as she walked totally nude to the car (covered by a coat that time) but as soon as she got in the car, I had her remove the coat and hand it back to me.

    I blissfully imagined Kysa getting out of her car only a few doors down and walking up to Robert's door in only her high heels perhaps being observed by one or more of our spying neighbors. I once snuck up to Robert's bedroom window like a peeping Tom and heard and saw Kysa and Robert fucking wildly as I stared into the bedroom as Robert pounded his cock deep inside her open thighs first from behind and then as she rode astride his monstrous cock. Robert's bedroom window curtains were thrown wide open and the overhead light glistened against his and Kysa's skin as the two fucked without a care as to who might be watching.

    Just a couple of days ago Kysa made me do something that made me sink lower in my manhood than I already had. She said it was for making her go out of the house in such a demeaning manner. Imagine me hearing that Kysa felt demeaned! Nonetheless, Kysa pulled out a pair of her panties from her lingerie drawer and insisted that I wear them while she went out that evening. She instructed me not to remove them until after she had returned later as she watched me pull the panties, which were too small, up to my waist.

    Surprisingly, they covered my semi-erect cock, a fact that was not lost on Kysa's watchful eye. "See there, my little boy's dick even fits inside my panties! I know several men whose cock would tear my panties, but not my Hank! Now don't make too much a mess of my panties while I'm gone! Would you like to walk me to the car and take my coat from me tonight?" I declined the invitation with open embarrassment and a blushing red face, but already enjoyed the silk of Kysa's panties on my cock as I walked her to the door for her hour or so of pleasure that I knew she'd receive at the end of Robert's cock!

    My cock throbbed and twitched and oozed pre-cum in obvious pleasure to my predicament no matter how humiliating it was at the time. At the same time I imagined the obvious pleasure I'd have as I licked copious amounts of cum from Kysa's open thighs when the lights were out. If this were the next level of humiliation that Kysa wanted to take me to, then I'd go there willingly and show her that I also received pleasure from her domination of me! The pre-cum flowed even more so and soaked the front of Kysa's thin panties quickly as I contemplated my circumstances.

    Indeed Kysa was quite playful when she returned home that evening. Before she turned off the lights, I again noted the obviously disheveled and sweaty hair that appeared knotted, unruly, and clung to the nape of her neck. Her skin shone the moistness of a rigorous sexual workout. As she turned to toss her heels into the closet, I swear I could tell the sheen of her slick inner thighs! As Kysa climbed into bed, she reached for the outline of my already spent cock sheathed inside the soaked panties.

    Kysa brought her mouth to my ear and whispered "Tonight Hank, I want you to be my girlfriend. I want you to eat me with your panties still on as I tell you about the man who wanted me since I left here earlier. Tonight you'll be my lesbian lover who can't get enough of my cunt. That won't be too hard for you, will it Hank? Should we give you a girl's name too?" My cock jumped and swelled again at Kysa's soft and taunting words. "Would you like to be Janice tonight? Janice has always wanted to be with me, but I've always been partial to men and there huge manly cocks!" Giggle, giggle as she squeezed my minuscule cock. "Would you like to convince me, nothing is better than a woman's tongue? Kiss me and make love to me like a woman would, Janice. Run your hands all over me and tell me you could never hurt me. Make me need the gentle touch of a woman!"

    Kysa took my hands and cupped her breasts inside them encouraging me to massage them as she reached over and kissed me deeply. I could taste the unmistakable remnants of cum mixed in her saliva as I returned the kiss. My cock jumped at the salty taste imagining the passion that Kysa had offered to Robert's erect staff as she worshipped his cock first with her mouth and then with her cunt. My tongue probed and dug around the inside of her mouth as my hands and body and emotions got into the game that Kysa had laid out for us. I massaged, tweaked, and teased Kysa's nipples that were already stiff but stiffening even more in response to my touch at the tips of her firm and pillow-like breasts.

    My hands and tongue ached to go down Kysa's belly, but she stopped me. "No Janice, go slow tonight. I want to feel a woman's lingering touch. I want to tell you about the man I met tonight. He was so rugged, so handsome and so well hung! I don't know why I didn't let him have his way with me! I was nude as my husband had requested and I felt like such a slut! I loved being a slutty wife almost in heat needing a cock for my hungry pussy! He was so demanding. I know his cock would have pummeled me in pleasure, if I'd have let him! I know he wanted me for only one thing. He wanted my cunt for his pleasure. I know he wanted me to slide my mouth down over his cock or sink my wet pussy over his hard shaft, and I would have, if I thought my husband wouldn't ever find out! Ooooh yes! Kiss my nipples. Be gentle... bite them, make me want to be with a woman like you Janice!"

    Kysa's hands roamed the contour of my ass rubbing the silky material of her panties. She was very deliberate not to make contact with my cock and made sure that I was getting no external friction as she kissed my neck and I felt her hot breath gently blowing in my trembling ear. My hands trembled with excitement at the way Kysa was humiliating me at talking of another man. I could just picture her and Robert being together earlier and wondered whether she'd ultimately describe Robert as her imaginary lover... one that we both knew she had really been fucked by! I started to really enjoy this expanded role that Kysa had cast me in and made every intention to make love to her as a woman would. I used my tongue to lick and wash the sweet dew from the under side of her breasts as my hands kneaded them a bit gentle and then more harshly. I was determined to show Kysa that I could be comfortable with being her gentle lover and even though I knew I was following up after she had already had a virile manly lover only moments earlier!

    "You're just the kind of lover I need now, Janice! But GOD how I would have enjoyed feeling THAT cock inside me! Stretching me and using me for his pleasure. My husband could never understand that I'd be willing to fuck another man purely for the satisfaction of being filled so fully! It's so nice to have another woman to talk to about stuff like this. Oooooh, I like the way you nibble and lick me. Run your fingers through my hair. Kiss my neck some more. That feels so good. Not as good as a cock would right about now, but at least you're cooling me down. What about you Janice, have you ever been so hot for someone that you'd do anything. This man I saw tonight, I'd have let him crawl in the back seat of my car and fuck the daylights out of me if I'd had just a little more nerve or a drink before I saw him to lose my inhibitions. I can already feel how big his cock would have been inside me... pent up with lust as his cock drove deeper and deeper than my husband has ever been! It gets me so wet to think about a man like him!" Kysa whispered sexily in my ear. Just about that time I felt her weight shift and realized she was moving her body on top of me. She spun slowly and maneuvered her ass and cunt above my face as she faced her body towards my outstretched legs. "Oh Janice, make love to me with your tongue!" Kysa growled in her sexiest voice.

    As much as I wanted to dive right into Kysa's freshly fucked cunt, I took Kysa's advice and started to make love to her with my tongue. I'd wait until she lowered her pussy into my face to gorge myself, but for now I remembered the sheen of her inner thighs. I moved my tongue and face from thigh to thigh, licking and tasting the fuck juices that had slithered down her slender thighs as she made her way back home from Robert's. I deliberately took my time and concentrated on making Kysa hot with desire. I could feel Kysa's breath above my rigid cock causing my cock to be harder and stiffer as the pre-cum flowed from the tip of my cock again and slickened the front of the panties I wore.

    My cock twitched under the silky feel of Kysa's tight panties anticipating the pleasure my tongue was relishing. My emotions were a blur from the embarrassment I was enduring in cleaning up after Kysa's lover dressed in her panties as I was. My tongue hungered and salivated at the treat Kysa was preparing to present me with when she finally lowered her cum filled cunt to my tongue and ground the spent semen of her lover all over my face. I don't remember when over the course of the past few weeks I came to realize that I liked and craved this kind of humiliation, but I surely lived for it as if I were addicted now! My tongue lapped its way to the V of Kysa's crotch and my neck strained as I struggled to get closer to her treasured box. Kysa kept her hands in motion rubbing the inside and outside of my thighs but never letting her hands come in contact with my cock.

    "OOOHHH Janice, I need a cock in me so badly! I'm already wet with anticipation. Just imagine if I had fucked HIM tonight!" Just then Kysa leaned back on her haunches and lowered her open cunt to my waiting mouth. The salty taste of fresh cum and Kysa's own pleasant cunt juices were like dessert to me. I struggled to swallow her whole pussy into my open mouth, engulfing the pubic hair and swollen labia as if I was starving for this taste. "Push your tongue inside me. Get it as deep as you can go! Pretend it's a cock trying to get farther and farther inside my slutty cunt! That's it Janice, OOOHHH dig deeeeper... fuck me with your tongue!"
     
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    My hands instinctively raised to the outside of Kysa's hips and I pulled her cunt harder and farther down onto my face. It didn't take much to convince Kysa to ride my face with her sloppy pussy. My tongue searched out every place that might hide the juices of Kysa and Robert's earlier fucking. My cock twitched and jumped and came as I continued to devour Kysa, but I was determined to eat her through her orgasm as well as another of my own. I was bound and determined to demonstrate to Kysa that I was perfectly willing to be subjected to this kind of a lifestyle and that I enjoyed our games immensely! As the pulsating of my cock subsided, I could feel Kysa reach down and massage my cock. She grasped one of my hands from her hips and pulled it to my own cock and encouraged me to masturbate myself as she continued to ride and plaster my face with her earlier fuck juices.

    "GOD, Janice! If you only had a cock to bury inside me now! I can just feel the way he would have stretched me as your tongue goes deeper inside me. Use your fingers. Stretch me like I know he would have! Fuck me like I know he would have! I know he would have flooded me with his cum. I'd be swimming with cum if I had let HIM fuck me! Make me CUM!!!" Kysa's orgasm began the moment two of my fingers slipped inside her slick vagina. I probed, stretched, twisted, and withdrew them to my mouth, feeding my hungry tongue with the nectar of the juices furrowed out from Kysa's recesses. My hand stroked my cock from the outside of the panties and spread the spent cum and pre-cum around my balls as I quickly came again only a moment or two after I already had. Kysa slumped in my chest after her orgasm but left her cunt open and still grinding softly into my face. "Oh Janice that was wonderful" was all Kysa uttered for a few moments as I continued to lick at her precious cunt. This night made me feel the closest that I had to Kysa since I realized that she was truly getting laid on a regular basis. I felt comfortable at being her complacent husband willing to clean her up after her lover.

    After Kysa had calmed down, she climbed around and snuggled her head on my shoulder. "I like you being my girlfriend Janice. You're cock feels about as big as a large clit under those panties, too. Tomorrow I want you to go out and buy seven pairs of sexy panties; the kind that are silky and frilly. Be sure to get about a size 8 or 9. I want you to start wearing them every day to work under your pants. You'll do that for me, won't you Janice or Hank... whichever one I want you to be at night?" A lump formed in my throat as I mumbled an agreement. "If you don't come home tomorrow night wearing them, I won't let you go down on me. You won't want to give that up will you Janice?" Kysa giggled. Yet another twist to the humiliation Kysa was willing to see if I'd endure, but already my cock tingled with excitement imagining myself as her panty clad husband thrilled with letting other men fuck her and knowing that she was intent on becoming pregnant by them. "I also want you to keep those on tonight and go down on me whenever you get the urge to."

    I went down on Kysa twice more throughout the night and awakened her with my probing tongue. I licked at the curve of her ass as she lay sleeping and spread her legs gently to get to the sweet smell of her used cunt. I liked that Kysa didn't shower that evening after our bout of sex like she sometimes does. One time I heard her murmur as my cock dribbled yet another load of sticky cum into the soaked panties I was wearing "I hope your enjoying yourself. You can have me like this every night when you're wearing your panties Janice!"

    The next day Kysa escorted me to the door to go to work sans underwear. She again reminded me of my commitment to purchase my own panties. "Make sure they're sexy enough to turn me on" Kysa chided. As much as I knew this was a commitment that I needed to fulfill, I also knew that there was something I needed to do even more. I WANTED to be there to witness Robert and Kysa fucking again from my clandestine office. As usual, I didn't have to wait too long for Robert to show up at the house after I left.

    Kysa had showered and fixed herself up to meet Robert at the front door, presumably naked, since that's the way she left the bedroom. The pair barely entered the door to the bedroom when I heard Kysa describing the way she had gotten me to wear her panties throughout the night and the fact that I'd be returning donning a pair of dainty panties under my clothes. She giggled as she relayed the way I had played her girlfriend and she had fed me his cum and continued to lap her cunt through the night. Robert undressed as Kysa continued to chat and helped him to remove his clothes. This time Robert had no intention of letting Kysa get to the bed as he pushed her against the bedroom wall and raised pinned her hands above her head.

    I caught a brief glance of Robert's enlarged cock as he roughly kissed Kysa. Robert spread Kysa's legs while she was standing and forced his cock to penetrate Kysa's willing cunt. I watched as Robert's ass clenched with every thrust he forcefully made into Kysa. I could see the look of utter joy on Kysa face as the cock rammed home over and over again. "Oh ROBERT, I LOVE what you do to me! Fuck your slut! USE MY CUNT for your cock. BLAST your cum inside me! YESSSS! FUCK MEEEE!!! I wish I could feel your cock every night! Screw Hank's tongue! This is what I NEEEEEEED!"

    I didn't even have to watch to know that Robert's cock was made to delight Kysa! But today he seemed impatient to plant his seed in Kysa's cunt. The tempo was ferocious! It seemed a matter of only twenty minutes before Kysa and he collapsed in exhaustion before I overheard that they had plans to go out. It seemed Kysa had an appointment at 11:00. After the two calmed down, they both showered again and Robert casually picked a very short dress for Kysa to wear on their appointment. I watched as she sexily walked to the car arm-in-arm with Robert to his car. I didn't know what time they'd return and so I took the opportunity to go do the shopping I promised Kysa I would.

    It was quite embarrassing walking around the mall looking for panties for me to wear. All the sales girls in each of the stores I visited watched me like a pervert as I searched for frilly panties in a size 8 or 9. I blushed as I paid for the items. I returned as normal that evening with a plan to make one of Kysa's dreams come true. I conjured up an idea to tell Kysa that I'd have to be out of town the next evening to allow her to enjoy Robert's cock throughout that night. I rationalized that I'd have a better view into the bedroom when it was dark outside as I took my place in my secret hiding place. For her part, Kysa asked me to again be Janice that evening and I enjoyed the exquisite pleasure of dining at her sloppy pussy yet again.

    When I left on Thursday morning, I had no intention of returning until Friday afternoon, even though I'd miss an evening of dessert. I decided that I'd be too worn out if I stayed and watched through the day and into the night so I'd make an appearance at my office. I told Kysa that I'd call her from the airport just before I was to leave that evening around 8:00p. I was very conscientious about insuring there was indeed a flight out of the airport at that time to the destination I told her I'd be going to. Kysa made sure I packed another pair of panties in my suitcase before I left and reached inside my trousers to pat my panty clad ass as I headed off to work. I was fidgety, nervous, and anxious all through the day anticipating the evening to come. Just the thought of Robert slamming his cock into Kysa while I was at work made me flush and hard. Thank goodness I had worn dark pants that day! Initially I thought everyone in the office could tell that I was wearing panties just from the looks that I received, but I dismissed that as simple paranoia. At just a few moments before my flight was scheduled to leave, I called Kysa from the airport before heading home to settle into my office. I parked my car in the usual spot and walked home just as it was beginning to get dark.

    For some reason or other, I disrobed but left my panties on as I walked around my office. I noted that the view to our bedroom was even better than I could have dreamed, especially when Kysa came in and turned on the bedroom light. The bedroom curtains were thrown wide open and I was surprised that Robert was not there with Kysa already. He drove up and parked in our driveway just a short while after I got home. While I waited for the show to begin, I took out the photographs that I had taken from Robert's home a week earlier and started stroking my cock as I got comfortable. I was cautious to keep the lights off and settled back some distance from the office window to avoid being spotted.

    Robert wasted no time in getting Kysa into the bedroom. I watched as he made Kysa prance around and undress in the open bedroom. I don't know whether it was his idea or Kysa's to undress and keep turning toward the window to show off her magnificent body. No matter where the idea originated, I (as well as the rest of the neighborhood that might be watching) was absolutely enjoying the view that Kysa offered. After Robert tired of Kysa's exhibitionism, he came up from behind her and had her lean forward with her head turned sideways against the window as he forcefully entered her cunt from behind. There wasn't much chatting between the two; just simply raw sex with Kysa moaning and whimpering as Robert pounded at Kysa's cunt as a stallion would a mare. Robert was as always the person who was calling the shots this evening. As boring as it might sound to some men, I was truly enjoying this live sex show playing out in front of my eyes with my wife being cast as the slut. I let my hand slip to my cock and began stroking it as I turned to view the window, stare at Kysa's blatantly pornographic photos and listened to the moans coming through the baby monitor. I even turned it up somewhat to allow my senses to be flooded.

    Soon Robert moved Kysa to the bed where he had her mount his magnificent wet cock. It looked even larger in this improved lighting situation. Kysa whimpered "this is the way it should be Robert. You can be my stud all night long and I'll be your slut. Do ANYTHING you want me to tonight. And just think, I'll bet my husband is fucking his fist already! Fuck me as deep and as hard as you want! I'm yours ALL night!" My cock stood at attention listening to Kysa's words above the sounds of their crotches joined in lust as I released it and stroked its length. I watched Kysa bounce and match every thrust Robert made into her cunt. Her tits jiggled and bounced as if to emphasize the force and depth that he was providing. That addictive twinge of excitement entered my head and fist as it wrapped easily around my thin slick cock watching Kysa and Robert procreate yet again.

    I moaned out loud as I jacked-off to the horny display. Robert had Kysa dismount from her cock after a few moments and then had her get on all fours on the bed raising her tight beautiful ass towards his blood-engorged prick. Kysa slid back to feed her cunt with the stiff monster, moaned, and shrieked like a bitch in heat as he slid the entire length home in one swift stroke. The sight was so hot that I picked up the pace of my own fist knowing that I'd unleash my cum long before Robert filled Kysa with his. I became totally oblivious to everything as I jacked-off! I even encouraged Robert to fuck Kysa and fill her with his cum out load before I realized that I was not alone in my sanctuary!

    Suddenly the light in my office was flicked on revealing me with my cock in hand just beginning to dribble my first load of cum that evening. I spun quickly and caught sight of Kysa's mother, Ms. Braswell staring at me! My jaw dropped to the floor having been caught with my cock in hand, still wearing my panties, Kysa's photos strewn on the floor next to my chair and the curtains open to the bedroom window of my house where Kysa was getting royally fucked. The tempo had picked up in the fucking that Robert and Kysa were having and the baby monitor picked up every moan and wet thrust!

    Ms. Braswell was first to speak "I wouldn't have believed this! No way could I have ever imagined my daughter was married to a PERVERT like you! Look at you! You're getting off on your wife, MY DAUGHTER, getting FUCKED by another man! When Kysa had me come over today and insisted that I read the story you were writing... I... I don't know WHAT to believe anymore!"

    All of the excitement and thrill that I had been receiving suddenly and succinctly stopped at that moment. I was caught red handed. My face went from flush to hot and red in an instant. There was not a sound or word that I could make that could conceal this moment in time. The scene Ms. Braswell was witnessing explained it all.

    "You've gone to quite some elaborate lengths here to feed your obvious problem Hank, or is it Janice tonight? And you obviously enjoy everything that's happening don't you? Don't you? Pull up your panties you pathetic excuse for a man! I don't need to see that shriveled up TINY cock you've got!"

    My face was beet-red and I turned my head towards the floor at the scolding Ms. Braswell was bestowing upon me and did just as I was being instructed! I didn't even try to clean my cock as I quickly removed it from view with cum still dripping. Ms. Braswell picked up a couple of photos of Kysa laid back on the bed with her legs spread begging for a cock to fill her. "No wonder my daughter would allow these kinds of pictures to be taken of her. She obviously needs a REAL man to take care of her! And it sounds like a REAL MAN is taking care of her right NOW!" as Kysa's moans increased through the baby monitor speaker.

    "Come on! Let's go see her! You want to watch so badly! Let's get you a ringside seat!" Ms. Braswell pushed me towards the door still clad in a frilly pair of panties. I started to reach for pants when she slapped my arm and shoved me towards the door. She walked behind me all the way pushing me faster and harder as her anger exposed itself. At the back door to the house, she had me let myself in and pushed me to the bedroom. Kysa's moans and shrieks came faster, louder and more demanding. As we approached the bedroom I heard Kysa cum and we entered as Robert's ass cheeks were clenching to deliver his seed inside Kysa's waiting vagina. I didn't say a word, nor did Ms. Braswell as we both stared in awe to the spectacle of Robert's manhood forcing itself deeper and harder towards the bottom of Kysa's cunt as it delivered his potent cum. Robert's strokes had slowed as he slaved to deliver every ounce of sperm into Kysa. He and Kysa were oblivious to mine and Ms. Braswell's presence.

    "Uhh ummhh" grunted Ms. Braswell. "Oh Mom, I'm sorry. Robert's cock is INCREDIBLE! How long have you been standing there?" Kysa responded struggling, trying to catch her breath and turn her head to view us from her slumped belly-on-the-bed posture.

    "Long enough!" Kysa's mother responded quite curtly. Robert slid his cock from Kysa's cunt and lay on his back while Kysa leisurely turned over. Kysa's nude figure on top of the bedspread was spectacular. Unfortunately, while her thighs had been parted when Robert slid from within her, when she turned over, she lay on her side and her legs were closed. Kysa motioned for her mother to come closer to the bed and patted the bed for her to sit down while she regained her breath.

    "I'm sorry to have put you through this mom, but I needed you to know!" I stood motionless but trembling. My knees shook and my hands quivered, partly from fear but also in part from the excitement of just having witnessed Robert's cock unload his sperm into Kysa and the watching his still impressively large cock retreat from Kysa's slick cunt. As he withdrew, my eyes were fixed on cum that flowed out from the well-exercised fuck hole. A string of Robert's cum stretched for a just moment from the tip of his cock to Kysa's wide-open labia that were enflamed and red. My head spun from being so close to this spectacle and from the humiliation of standing in front of my wife, her lover, and her mother in a pair of panties!

    "Mom, it was real important for you to know the circumstances. Now you know the kind of man I'm married to! That was important for another reason besides the fact that you can already tell he's such a WUSS!" Kysa explained in a reserved matter of fact manner.

    "Well why don't you just leave him! Quit playing his games! You could have any man you want honey," Kysa's mother consoled.

    "It's not that bad mom. I've already can have any man I want," Kysa responded as she reached over and wrapped a hand around the shaft of Robert's cock. Robert's cock dwarfed Kysa's small hand as she presented Robert's cock to her mother's eyes.

    "This cock feels so wonderful and stuffs me beyond belief! And when Robert cums, I swear I can feel his seed blast up into my womb, pulse after beautiful pulse of hot cum." Robert had a look of pure conceit on his face as Kysa raved about his sexual prowess.

    "Then leave your limp-dicked husband and live with or marry Robert. For god sakes Kysa! You don't need to be a SLUT just because it gets Hank off!" Ms. Braswell pleaded.

    "Oh mom, I like having sex with Robert and I know he likes fucking me! But I know I'm just an easy piece of ass to Robert, and I don't mind. Right now, I'm enjoying being just that!" Kysa continued to fondle Robert's cock as she spoke. "Mom, have you ever had a cock this big inside you? Could you imagine doing things, or letting him do things to you, without regard to what the rest of the world thinks? Not having to be prim and proper all the time? With Hank, I'm just a married woman. With Robert, I'm a married SLUT! With the two of them, I'm married AND a SLUT! So what if some people know! I can walk into a room full of strangers and be whomever I want when I want!"

    Kysa's questions were rhetorical as she continued. "We both know if some hot piece of ass were to offer herself to Robert, he'd jump at the chance to fuck her. And that's okay. Just like if I saw another man I'd like to fuck, I'd do it in a heartbeat and neither of us would be upset, nor would Hank. In fact he'd probably be around trying to get me dressed up in something sexy just so I could bring him home dessert later! But for now, Robert and I are content with fucking one another like rabbits. It's been extra exciting knowing my husband was trying to get us together. To know that he's been watching and cleaning Robert's cum out of my cunt every night and day for the past few months has been incredible."

    "Then just get a divorce and you can fuck like that with all the men you want, honey!" Ms. Braswell implored.

    "Mom, it's not that simple. For all his quirks, I know Hank loves me and would never let me get hurt or leave me." Kysa turned her head towards me for the first time as she spoke. "Yeah he's perverted. Anyone would be crazy not to know that; look at him standing there in his panties salivating to get his tongue buried in my pussy and clean up all the cum Robert just left there!" Kysa slowly parted her thighs in my direction as she continued to speak.

    "Look at him starting to get excited already. Pull your panties down Hank so mom can see how small your cock is when it's hard." Kysa giggled. I did just as she asked without thinking about it. Ms. Braswell gave me a glare and my face reddened even more. "Do you know my husband cums without even touching his cock when he's eating me mom. That's how much he loves to lick my pussy, especially after its been fucked! He doesn't ask questions. He lets me have all the time I need to get off with another man and he sits patiently waiting for his turn. Why wouldn't a woman want a husband like that!" Kysa finally spoke to me instead of her mom or Robert. "Go get a clean pair of panties from your drawer 'Janice.' Make it a sexy pair." Again I followed Kysa's instructions and chose a pair asking for Kysa's nod of approval before pulling them in place.

    "Now come over here Janice and show my mother what you like to do best!" Kysa opened her thighs wide enough to offer me a view of the sloppy mess Robert had left behind. She continued to hold Robert's cock as she re-directed her attention to her mother, conscious of the fact that I was preparing to dive down onto the bed and slide between her splayed legs.

    "I don't need to see this!" Ms. Braswell commented before I could settle onto the bed. Kysa closed her thighs and I realized that I would have to wait.

    "Mom, there's another reason I wanted you to know about my relationship with Hank and Robert. Mom, uh, Mom I'm pregnant! Robert took me to the doctor yesterday and he confirmed that I'm three weeks pregnant! I'm so happy about it, but I wanted you to know about this situation first, because it's Robert's baby, not Hank's!" Kysa looked at her mother for her reaction before she looked for mine. My heart and pulse raced! I could see Robert glare with a smug look on his face at me. For an instant I was frozen in place. I didn't know if I was happy or pleased.

    "And mom, I'm gonna keep the baby. Robert and I have talked about it. He knows I've wanted to get pregnant and I purposely didn't try to protect myself from this. In fact, I did everything I could to make sure it was Robert's baby and not Hank's! I even made Hank wear a condom the one time over the past couple of month's that we have had intercourse."

    Ms. Braswell was surprised to say the least. "Congratulations, I think. I mean if you're sure this is what you want? I know you've wanted a baby for a long time. But who's gonna raise the baby?"

    Ms. Braswell turned to look pitifully at me. "You see what you've done? You let another man impregnate my daughter! She's carrying his baby! And just how many babies is she going to have from other men? Did you ever think of that? A girl doesn't want just one baby, you know, she always wants more and more. Jesus! And you weren't even man enough to fuck your own wife for two months! No wonder she needs another cock to make her happy! And you're standing there with a hard-on waiting to clean up another man's cum from her? You're pathetic! You deserve what ever these two can dream up for you! I hope she tells the world what a WIMP for a husband she has! So WIMPY that she has to get a REAL MAN to make a baby in her! I'm sure your mother will be just as shocked as I've been."

    Ms. Braswell was congratulatory towards Kysa and even reached out to hug her nude form, but harbored a lot of anger and apathy for me at the moment. "Well at least if your baby is a boy honey, he'll be VERY happy with your decision as to who his natural father is given the choice of manhood he could be stuck with." Ms. Braswell shifted her gaze from Robert's cock to mine and back again.

    "Don't worry mom. I want this baby and I'm gonna have it. As for Hank, I've got plans for him too! He's moving into the bedroom next to this, so he can hear the headboard banging every night. I'll let him have his baby monitor also. Robert's staying here until I get tired of his cock or he gets tired of me. NOT FOR A WHILE THOUGH! I'll get the cock I want. Robert will get the best piece of ass of his life. My cunt will get stretched enough to make it less painful when I deliver the baby. And Hank there can play with his 'little boy dick' whenever he wants. And when Robert and I are through, 'Janice' can cum clean the dregs from my tired pussy. As for the world knowing about the kind of husband I'm married to, I plan to have a party in his office, announce our pregnancy, and then introduce Robert to his co-workers. Of course, Hank will have to show off his pretty panties! After that, I'm sure I'll have plenty of offers from his friends if I ever want a strange cock to pleasure me. I've had my eyes on his boss for sometime now, and there's a black guy that Hank works with that I'm sure would have a cock that rivals or even surpasses Robert's."

    "Well what are you waiting for Hank or Janice or what ever your name is! Take care of MY DAUGHTER! Get down there and clean her up! I'm sure you're gonna get lots of work in the future! As for me, I'm leaving! But if I need a cock to fuck my pussy Kysa, I know where to come. And if I ever need a little 'boy' to clean me up some night, I also know where to come!"

    WOW! What an incredible sight! Kysa is beautiful as always, Billy thought to himself. And she's undressing again in the window. She'd been exposing herself in the bedroom window quite a lot over the past several months. Billy supposed it had something to do with the fact that she had a new extra-marital lover.
     
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    He had seen the neighbor down the street, Ron, come over quite frequently, and had even witnessed them embracing on occasion. Billy knew that Ron was going over to Kysa's house after her husband, Hank, had left to go to work in the mornings. Billy paid quite a lot of attention to Kysa. After all, she had been a fantasy of his for many years. Billy, now eighteen, had been eyeing Kysa for at least four years and had jacked-off at night to the images of her sunbathing in her backyard in a skimpy swimsuit or prancing around doing some gardening in her extremely short-shorts. It was a treat to see her every time he could, although he had missed her when he went off to his first year of college. She provided quite a lot of inspiration to his fantasies while he lay in bed at night. Now that he was home for the summer, Billy rationalized that he'd see a lot more of her. Enough to keep his cock rigid for quite some time. It wasn't as if he didn't have any girlfriends to date and relieve the aching in his balls. It's just that he had always been fixated the thought of some day being able to drive his oversized cock into an older woman and Kysa fit the bill quite well.

    The girls that Billy dated were always intimidated by the size of his cock and so he most often had to settle for a lesser satisfying blowjob. Billy would much rather feel the moist slick channel of a woman's cunt to relief the pent up lust of what seemed to be a perpetual hard-on that he seemed to be having less and less control of. And the girls he dated were more the teasing kind, too often more interested in just seeing if they could get a guy interested in them. Once he showed interest, they would then move on to their next conquest.

    Billy took his cock out while he watched Kysa move fluidly through the bedroom. He had watched her dress after a shower while he stroked his shaft. But now, only moments later, she was undressing yet again, presumably for Ron this time. Kysa was bathed in the light of the bedroom's overhead light and her nude form was easy to view in this setting. Just in case, Billy had a pair of binoculars and a camera with a telephoto lens at his disposal. He noted that this evening, the curtains to the bedroom window were flung wide open. It was a relief to him that Kysa spent an inordinate amount of time in his view. Often I had merely a glance or two at Kysa.

    That was quite frustrating to Billy, given that it always took him so long to cum, a problem that his girlfriends reminded him of when they were giving him blowjobs. It was indeed promising to Billy to know that Kysa had taken a lover. That meant in his mind that he might have a shot at scoring with her. It really wasn't all that surprising to Billy though. After all he had met Hank and Kysa on numerous occasions. Hank appeared to be about 10 to 15 years older than Kysa. That made him about the age of Billy's own father. It seemed a shame to Billy that such an old guy would be with a young woman as attractive as Kysa. Especially, given that a young stud football player as he was, could certainly provide a lot more physical prowess for her if she wanted it.

    Billy continued to watch Kysa undress and then saw Ron move up behind her. Kysa was leaned over with her against the pane of glass while Ron appeared to have walked up and just started fucking her. Again he was amazed at how beautiful she was. Kysa's head was turned to the side as Ron banged at her from behind. His cock stood straight out and was well lubricated at the spectacle. Billy envied Ron for the opportunity to slide his meat into her hot snatch. All too many times his girlfriends had frustrated him with their coy petting games. None of them let him fuck them for the pure pleasure of fucking. And Kysa truly looked as though she enjoying herself VERY much. He could almost read her lips and the moans of pleasure she was emanating. Even though Kysa's house was several doors away, Billy's room had a great view to the bedroom window, albeit some distance. Billy, though fascinated and enthralled, decided to retrieve his camera with the telephoto lens for a better view. Once he located her in the viewfinder, was pleased to note that her breasts too, were pressed to the windowpane from the force of Ron's cock. Billy snapped off a couple of photos of Kysa for his future masturbating pleasure. He had built up a good-sized library of Kysa's image over the past few years. His library included many nudes as she prepared for or departed from the shower. This however was his first clear picture of Kysa being fucked.

    Billy continued to masturbate and watched Kysa and Ron move to the bed. When she mounted Ron's cock he wished desperately that it were he who she was mounting. Nonetheless, it was thrilling to watch Kysa take this man's cock into her body. Just witnessing this act of adultery on Kysa's part gave Billy the confidence he needed to make a valid pass at her the next time he got an opportunity. He fantasized about making that pass tomorrow. As he stroked his cock, he imagined himself under her bouncing ass as she rode his cock to their combined pleasure. Now he watched Ron roll her over and mount her doggie style from behind. Ron was very pleased with the view that he was bestowed with. He remembered convincing his parents to allow him to move his room to this side of the house several years ago. Had they known his intentions at the time, he doubted that he would be able to enjoy this treat today.

    Billy's fist continued to give him tremendous pleasure as he watched the porno show being played out in front of him. He took numerous photos of the action. His luck was better than normal and he knew that he'd sleep well from a satisfied sexual appetite. Just as his cum began to boil, Billy was stunned to see Kysa's husband Hank entering the room followed by another woman. He couldn't immediately tell, but when he trained his telephoto lens on Kysa's husband, he broke into a laugh seeing him in a pair of woman's panties. The panties were obviously soiled. Hank and the other woman stood near the foot of the bed as Ron continued to ram his cock into Kysa. What a strange turn of events Billy remarked to himself. He documented the entire spectacle on film for future use. It wasn't as if he had any bisexual desires, but this might be the type of blackmail evidence that could get Billy's cock buried into that beautiful snatch of Kysa's. Billy continued to watch and spurt his cum from his cock at the same time he perceived that Ron was letting his blast into Kysa. The strength of his lust made his cum blast at least six feet away from where he was sitting, spilling uselessly onto the rug. Billy noted that Ron and he seemed to cum and cum, the difference being where the seed was being deposited.

    Even though Billy had just cum, he continued to pound his cock with his fist. He knew that he still had to cum at least two more times before he could get any rest that evening. It wasn't just because of the show he was witnessing, that was just the way he was normally. Too bad he didn't have any girlfriend that could appreciate this about him! Booby watched with tremendous interest at what was happening in the bedroom. Kysa and the other woman seemed to chat on the bed as Hank looked on and Ron lay back on the bed. What a perverted set of events Billy mentally noted. He watched as Kysa grabbed Ron's cock and stroked it throughout the apparent conversation she was having with the woman. Soon the woman departed and he watched as Hank slid into the bed and dove with his face into Kysa's cum-soaked snatch. Billy also documented that on film and was now confident he had the perfect blackmail evidence that would get him laid. While it might be that Kysa, Hank and Ron were all comfortable with the events that were transpiring in the bedroom, he doubted that either of them would appreciate this kind of behavior becoming public knowledge in the neighborhood! Knowing that he now had the incriminating information he needed, Billy released his cock from his fist. As much as he was enjoying himself, Billy wanted to save every ounce of cum for his tryst tomorrow. And he was confident that it definitely would be tomorrow!

    Still out of curiosity more than anything else, Billy kept watching the show across the way. Kysa mounted her husband's face and brought his hand to his panties. He watched as Hank masturbated himself as Kysa ground her cunt into his face. Moments later, Ron again mounted Kysa and drove his cock into her at a blistering pace while Hank lay below her getting a birds eye view of the penetration. When Ron blasted his cum into Kysa yet again, he rolled off and Kysa pushed her hot cunt back onto Hank's face. After a while, Hank got up and left the room turning off the light to the bedroom as he departed. Ron and Kysa clutched one another and Billy knew that it wouldn't be long before Kysa would feel Ron's meat stuffed up her pussy yet again. Billy finally left his vantage point to lay in bed and formulate his scheme to sink his cock into that beautiful pussy of Kysa's.

    When Billy awoke in the morning, he noted that Ron's car was still in the driveway. He knew that Ron had spent the night between Kysa's thighs. That said, he supposed that Ron would have to be going home to get some rest. He saw Hank depart early in the morning on foot from the house. Billy grabbed his rolls of film and headed out to get them developed. He had a friend that would do the developing without asking questions. Once developed, Billy had multiple sets of the incriminating photos made. He showered and dressed respectably before heading over to Kysa's house about noon.

    Carrying one copy of the best photos of the bunch in a manila envelope, Billy knocked on Kysa's door. His palms were sweaty and he trembled with anticipation of the beauty within. Kysa came to the door in a familiar pair of cutoffs that were too short and a thin white blouse that was tied at her midriff. As always, Kysa looked remarkably attractive.

    "Hi Billy! What can I help you with? Don't tell me you're selling something for school again?" Kysa queried cheerfully. Billy let his eyes roam Kysa with lust. He felt his cock begin to swell as he took in the curves of Kysa's womanly figure.

    "No Mrs. Jenkins, er, Kysa. I had something else I'd like to talk to you about. May I come in?" Kysa led Billy to the living room and offered him a cold drink, which he gladly accepted.

    "So how is school Billy? What have you got there?" Kysa asked inquisitively of Billy. She admired his physique as much as any woman would admire a well-developed young man. Those years of high school football had certainly filled out his young body very well.

    "Kysa, let me cut to the chase." Billy boldly and confidently began as he handed the manila envelope to her. "Inside you'll find some rather interesting and compromising photos of you, your husband, and our neighbor Ron. I don't think either of you would want information like this getting around our wholesome community. It could be quite damaging, I'm sure to all of the parties involved, especially your sissy husband!" Billy blurted out just as he'd rehearsed a dozen times at least in his head. Kysa opened the manila envelope and carefully examined the black and white photos.

    "Why Billy Hamilton, are you trying to blackmail me!" Kysa said in a light hearted but serious tone of voice. "And just who would you give these photos to, Billy?" Kysa countered as she let her eyes roam his body. Kysa already knew that she was going to fuck Billy, she just wanted to see him squirm a little. Billy was now in uncharted territory for his young mind. He thought that just simply show the pictures to Kysa and then he'd be able to have her agree to do anything he wanted.

    "I'll take them to your husbands work or pass them around to some of our nosy neighbors. They'd make great fillers with the Sunday paper, don't you think?" Billy stammered.

    "I can go along with delivering them to my husband's boss" Kysa responded, "but I don't think it would be a good idea to just fill peoples mailboxes with them, Billy." Kysa laid the photos off to the side and decided to show off some of her womanly charms to Billy. She tossed her hair and pushed out her chest as she settled comfortably into her chair. "How long have you been spying on me, Billy? Did you like what you saw? Perhaps we can come to some sort of arrangement. If I let you fuck me, would you not pass the pictures around the neighborhood?" Kysa asked with her sexiest voice. She was already imagining Billy's cock and him filling her with his teenage cum.

    Billy was now getting the kind of response from Kysa that he had hoped for. His cock grew rapidly in his jeans just looking at her beautiful figure. "That could keep me quiet for a while." Billy lamented. Kysa stood up and moved to where Billy was perched in his chair. She reached down, stroked the inside of his thigh, and ran her hand higher very slowly. It was her desire to intoxicate the boy's mind with lust. She hoped that he wouldn't be one of those fast cummers, but already her mind raced to the fact that he was young and would recharge quickly.

    As her hand came in contact with his cock, she turned her face towards him, "Would you like to take me to the bedroom and fuck me, Billy? And if I fuck you twice would you promise to show Hank the pictures you took of him? I'm sure that it would be quite humiliating for him to know that you're aware of his practice of wearing women's panties!"

    The growing member under Kysa's touch impressed her as she moved forward and kissed Billy, slowly at first and the more passionately. She took Billy's shy hands and drew them to her body so that he could get a good feel of a woman's body. It didn't take much for Billy to get into the spirit of things and soon his large hands were investigating every curve of Kysa's body. After she had started the fire in Billy's loins, Kysa broke the kiss and stood to remove her clothing in front of him. Kysa deftly untied the blouse from her midriff and let her tits spill into view. She watched Billy's eyes devour her flesh. She then reached over for one of Billy's hands and brought it to the snap of her shorts. Billy didn't have to do anything more than hold the top of her shorts. Kysa eased back and the snap became undone. She put her hands to her hips, wriggled out of the jean-shorts, and stood there in a tiny pair of sexy panties. "Would you like to take them off me Billy? Kysa asked rhetorically. Kysa guided Billy's hands to either side of her hips and allowed him to slide the sexy underwear down her lithe legs.

    "Is this the way you want me Billy?"

    Billy's throat became parched as he stared at the beautiful creature in front of him. The woman of his fantasies for many years now was at long last nude only inches from him. He stood there, cupping and fondling Kysa's breasts. Kysa allowed him complete freedom to touch and feel whatever he wanted. She reached for his tee shirt and helped Billy from it. The muscles of his body started to excite Kysa even more. Next she unsnapped Billy's jeans and pushed them down away from his hips. It would have been impossible for her to them entirely down his legs. Billy helped out and soon stood only in his underwear. Kysa reached inside and was amazed by the size cock Billy possessed. It rivaled the one that had been making her so happy for the past few months. Soon both Billy and Kysa were totally nude, their clothes strewn on the living room floor. Kysa took hold of Billy's hand and led him to the bedroom. The bedroom she headed for though was not hers, but the newly acquired bedroom of Hank's. Kysa wanted to have Billy fuck her on his bed and leave the evidence of their coupling for him to sleep in that evening.

    For his part, Billy didn't care where Kysa took him. All of the blood from his brain coursed through his cock at the moment. Billy enjoyed the swaying ass of Kysa in front of him as she led the way. He couldn't believe his incredible good fortune! Kysa turned and faced him as they stood at the foot of the bed.

    "Mmmm, oh my, you've grown up a lot Billy!" Kysa commented with obvious lust in her voice as her hands cupped Billy's balls and she stroked his rigid shaft. Kysa was thankful that she had taken a shower earlier that morning after Ron had left. Although she was still tender from a full night of fucking, her loins craved to have another cock to fill her. Kysa pushed Billy onto the bed and leaned down to inspect his dick. She tongued his pole, being sure to coat her saliva along the sensitive outer head. She was knowledgeable about a man's cock in that she knew that she had to apply just the right amount of pressure. She used her lips to create a pocket that the shaft rode in as she moved up and down its length.

    Kysa was amazed at Billy's size. Where earlier she had thought Billy merely rivaled Ron's size, she now realized that the length of Billy's dick was about the same as Ron's, but his girth was even greater. Kysa took her time giving Billy a sloppy and pleasuring blowjob, but she knew that a boy his age wanted more. She took the head of his cock inside her mouth and sucked on it tightly, corkscrewing the shaft in her mouth at the same time to add that continuous friction. The part of cock that she could not fit in her mouth, Kysa wrapped her slender fingers around as best she could. Again the saliva of her mouth offered the lubrication that made the experience most pleasurable to Billy. Kysa kept up her task for two reasons. First, she enjoyed giving blowjobs and that made her wet as well. Second, she wanted to see if Billy's member would swell anymore. When she began to taste Billy's sweet nectar of pre-cum she relaxed and let up for a moment. She did not intend to let Billy cum in her mouth, she wanted that honor for her cunt!

    Billy was amazed at Kysa's skill at sucking cock. While he had received several blowjobs in the past, inexperienced 'girls' did them. Girls who were doing it because they felt pressured to do so, not because they enjoyed it!

    Kysa knew just how much pressure to keep applying with her tongue, mouth, and hands! When Kysa stopped to raise her head for a moment, Billy was disappointed. She slithered up his body keeping her nude form in contact with his as she moved into his arms. Her face came up to his to speak as she ground her tits and crotch into his flesh. "Have any of your girlfriends, let you see what a woman really looks like, Billy? Have they told you how a woman likes to be touched? Today I'm gonna let you do anything you want to with me, Billy. ANYTHING AT ALL! I'M ALL YOURS!"

    Kysa rolled off to the side of Billy onto her back and grasped one of his hands. She brought it to her crotch and parted her thighs and raised her knees to allow him access. She took his finger to her mouth, wet it in her lips, and then slid it to her parted thighs. She guided it to her clit and showed him how to move in slow circles with the slick finger, causing her cunt to open and her wetness to seep out. Kysa cradled Booby's head in her other arm and brought his face to her already swelling breasts. She felt he nipples immediately harden as Billy's lips drew nearer to the sensitive tips. Billy licked around the nipples and nibbled softly, first from one to the other. Kysa shifted her hips to allow Billy's probing finger at her crotch to slide down to the opening labia.

    Kysa heaved and sighed as Billy continued to probe and finally sucked a tit inside his mouth. She caressed his neck and then snaked an arm free to reach between their bodies to search out his young virile cock. The slickness of her saliva still coated Billy's cock as she encircled the shaft with her fingers and gently but firmly stroked the length of it. Kysa could feel herself heat up with anticipation and desire as she felt the hot pulsing veins of Billy's young dick. Kysa and Billy both lost themselves in the pure physical pleasure and excitement of exploring a new lover's touch. After several moments, Kysa broke away from Billy and she spun her body around on top of him. She opened her cunt to his piercing eyes as she grasped his cock and one hand and engulfed the shaft again with her mouth. With her other hand she reached between their bodies and moved her hand to her open pussy. Kysa stroked her clit with one finger and inserted two fingers into her vagina to prepare it for Billy's massive cock in a moment. The sexual juices began to flow from her cunt and she as well as Billy could smell her anticipation. Kysa enjoyed knowing that Billy was enjoying the show she was putting on for his young eyes. That was evidenced by the fact that he moved his hands to her thighs and gently cupped each globe of her ass cheeks and parted them allowing him a better view of her probing fingers.

    Kysa meant only to get Billy's cock lubricated with her saliva when she went down on him this time. She spent only enough time for Billy to get wet and to enjoy the view of the moist hole where he'd soon be slipping his cock. Kysa raised her head and tossed her long mane of hair as she turned to face and Billy. This time she lowered her crotch to Billy's erect cock and slid her pussy lips along the shaft as she straddled his waist. The sweet smile of her face assured Billy she was enjoying this nearly as much as he. Kysa slid the lips of her pussy from the base of his shaft nearly to the tip several times. Kysa took each of Billy's hands and drew them up to her tits. She encouraged him to knead and massage them before letting them go.

    Next Kysa raised her crotch and reached down to grasp his manhood. She raised the staff into the air and positioned it at the entrance to her cunt. Slowly Kysa eased down. First an inch in and the back up she went. Then down again, sliding Billy's cock inside her farther and up again. Kysa continued to stretch her vagina to accommodate Billy's thick cock inside her moistening channel. She bit her lip each time she allowed Billy's cock to penetrate her more. Billy kept up his continued massaging of her breasts and enjoyed Kysa's tight cunt. While it was tight, it was not like that of the girls he had previously fucked. The others were always so dry and complained as his cock embedded itself deeper and deeper. Kysa seemed to enjoy the fact that he could stretch her so much.

    When Kysa had Billy's cock entirely inside her she sighed and moaned in pleasure. She leaned forward and whispered "You're farther inside me than any man ever has been. I LOVE it! Let me ride you for a while. I'll do all the work. You be still." Kysa again rose up and started to grind her hips and rotate them on Billy's cock fully impaling her. She slowly lifted her hips letting the tip of Billy's cock again find the entrance to her tunnel. Then slowly she slid back down. She repeated the process numerous times intentionally going exceedingly slow. In that manner she could feel every vein of Billy's shaft as it slid along the muscles of her vaginal walls. Billy had never felt the searing heat of a woman without the use of a condom.
     
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    He was erotically aroused at the feeling of her buttery channel as she rose and fell on his shaft. As Kysa continued, she would rise up and then fall to the base of his cock. On the upward stroke from his vantage point since he was watching their joined crotches so intensely, he could see her labia being pulled away from her cunt. On the downward stroke, Kysa rocked forward to allow her clit to slide down the shaft. Billy reached his hands to her hips to feel the undulating motion. His mind raced with pleasure. Kysa tossed her head from side to side and she grasped her tits and squeezed them tightly. Kysa could hear Billy moaning softly as she also emanated sounds of pleasure. Her pace increased and then slowed as she enjoyed the bliss of a large cock. Until recently, the only other cock that could make her feel this way was Ron's. Hank's small penis could never create the intense filling pressure and thrilling pleasure as this cock did when it slid so smoothly against her clit.

    Kysa continued to bounce up and down on Billy's cock as she felt herself near an orgasm. She was truly amazed with Billy's stamina as he stayed with her and didn't show signs of cumming. He was quiet, but she knew he was truly enjoying the feel of her moist vagina as she rode up and down. Billy replaced her hands on her firm tits and massaged them roughly the way she liked it when she was being fed with cock. Beads of sweat formed on her brow and neck. Kysa finally lay forward on Billy and enticed him to roll over.

    Because of the size of his dick, Billy never fully left her sweet vagina as they turned. Soon Billy was in the middle of the saddle of Kysa's crotch. Kysa pulled one of Hank's pillows under her ass to offer a better angle for Billy's cock. Billy knew exactly how to fuck her then. The pressure and angle of his cock became more intense on Kysa's clit. Her moans gave away her air of dominance as Billy thrust himself deeper and faster. Kysa was determined not to cum until Billy did, but he continued to plow away at her cunt incessantly. In an effort to tighten her grip on Billy's cock, she closed her legs and had Billy open his so that his cock was clamped between her closed thighs and rutted into her cunt at an awkward but very pleasurable angle. What Kysa didn't realize was that Billy was determined not to be the first to cum. Kysa clutched and clawed at Billy's back and then his ass, pulling him further into her. On every inward stroke Kysa turned her hips upward to meet his fleshy staff. Now Billy's pace quickened and Kysa knew she could hold out no longer. Her body trembled at the onslaught of such a rigid cock. Her moans turned to shrieks as he continued to pound. Kysa could feel a knot form in Billy's cock as it grew inside her. His pace became blindingly fast as she flung her head from side to side. Kysa knew that she was cumming hard and that Billy would soon fill her with his sperm. She relaxed her thighs and pulled as hard as she could to insure that Billy would imbed himself as deep as he could go when he let lose of his cum.

    Kysa screamed in pleasure as Billy kept up. "YESSSS! YESSSS! I'MMMMM CUMMMINNNNGGG!!! CUMMMMM INNNNN MMEEE! NOWWWW! YESSSS!!!"

    Billy had not expected to be allowed to cum in Kysa. He kept thinking that she would make him pull out. But now she was screaming to flood her with his cum. His cum ached for release. The same cum that had been spilled on the floor last night was at last going to be able to have a warm home. Billy pushed forward with all his might and stopped. His cum blasted free from his cock with a force that brought stars to his head. The first volley seemed to last forever, splashed, and coated the inside of Kysa cunt with a vengeance. Another volley readied as Billy pulled back and then slammed home again. Again his cum bolted free. Billy's cock reared back again and the slammed home again and again. Kysa could feel the force of each jet of cum as it lathered her uterus. The cock slammed against the top of her cervix on every thrust now as it delivered its potent cum.

    Billy rocked forward and back at Kysa sloppy and open cunt. She lay back in exhaustion from the force and intensity of their fuck. Billy however never lost the complete hardness of her cock and soon he was growing again. Kysa was incredulous that her lover could recharge so quickly. While she wanted to and knew she would shortly begin another round of fucking another intention flashed through her mind.

    "Oh Billy! That felt SO good. I DO want you to fuck me again and again, but I need to rest for a moment." Kysa cooed at Billy's ear. Billy understood and withdrew his cock from the sheath of her cunt. His cum rushed out behind the void that his cock created and spilled along Kysa's ass and into the already wet pillow and sheets.

    Kysa rolled Billy over and lay spent in his arms for a few moments. Then she asked Billy to hand her the phone beside the bed. Billy was curious, but did as he was told. In a moment he heard her talking:


    "Hi Debbie. I need you to get a message to Hank. Oh, that's even better. Then would you write this note for me? Just say exactly this. 'Hank, you need to get your panties home ASAP. I've got a warm dessert waiting for you. By the time you get home though, you'll be getting sloppy thirds or fourths.' That's right Debbie," Kysa chuckled out loud "exactly that way, and by the way Debbie, tell me later what his reaction was. You might even tell him if he hurries, he can wear the black silk panties tomorrow! Thanks Debbie, I owe you a big favor!" Kysa handed the phone back to Billy and looked into his face. "That's the girl I want you to deliver the pictures you took of my husband. Now you can fuck me again and again! In fact, I'm sure we'll be fucking more and more from now on! And later Hank will be crawling up inside my thighs wearing his panties to eat all of your cum out of me, so let's see how much we can get out of that beautiful cock of yours!"

    What an incredibly stupid thing for me to do! I could kick myself for having Debbie relay the message from Kysa to me out loud during my meeting in the office. If I hadn't been under so much pressure to pitch a great presentation, I would have NEVER let Debbie blurt out the message. I SHOULD have had her hand it to me, I thought remorsefully. I should have known Kysa would do something this embarrassing after last night! I just didn't think she had it in her to stir things up so soon! I mean, she practically told the entire sales office that I would be getting 'sloppy seconds' when I got home or thirds or fourths, as she put it! Now the whole office knows that I'm a cuckold husband. And one who wears panties to work at that! The whole sales team got a laugh as Debbie spoke and giggled. And my boss topped it off by ending the presentation and suggesting that I'd better get home while 'dessert was warm!' How am I gonna be able to face them tomorrow? And what has Kysa got going on at home now? I know I shouldn't be getting excited now, but Kysa's cunt was so good and sloppy and wet last night! So what if Ron and her mother know what a pervert I am! I can't help myself; I LOVE eating Kysa's cunt AFTER another man has cum inside her! But now EVERYONE knows! The HELL with it! I'll just learn to deal with it. After all, I've wanted this kind of pleasure for too long!

    I ducked out of the office quickly knowing that I had about a forty-five minute drive ahead of me. I knew that Debbie was enjoying my embarrassing moment the way she stared at me. It didn't matter to me anymore! If this was the price I'd have to pay to enjoy my fetish, and then that was what I'd pay. Watching Ron's cock slip from Kysa's cunt last night and then slide back into her after I'd ate her cunt, convinced me that she needed and deserved such a filling shaft of manhood. I had already let Ms. Braswell's degrading comments about me fade into the back of my brain. Kysa obviously enjoyed the feel of Ron's cock stretching her and reaching where mine never would. And knowing that Ron had impregnated her only served to strengthen my fantasies as I lay in my new bedroom masturbating and listening to him pound at her pussy throughout the night and the headboard slamming against the wall with every stroke. My cock had been more satisfied than ever over the course of the past several months, albeit at the grasp of my hand! And so what if I became a little embarrassed at the situation I had created for myself. I think the embarrassment added to the bliss of my sexual satisfaction. If that were true, then tonight I'd sleep a VERY peaceful sleep, I rationalized, reliving the shock of the meeting and the muffled comments and expressions of my coworker's faces. My dick was already hardened as I climbed into the car. I loosened my belt and undid my fly to reach my hand down and touch myself as I drove towards home, anticipating Kysa's again messy cunt.

    I found myself trying to pay attention to trucks pulling up beside at traffic lights. I hated to have to try to conceal my lust, but thought it better than being arrested for indecent exposure. As I drove, I couldn't help replaying Kysa's words to her mother in my head that she intended to make sure that the people in my office knew she was pregnant and that I wasn't the father. My cock oozed even more pre-cum reliving the moment that I heard that Kysa indeed was pregnant by Ron. I relished the thought that no longer would I have to be a common peeping tom watching from my secret hiding place to see Ron's or any other man's cock slamming into her pussy. No longer would I have to pretend to wait for her lover to leave and then come home to catch Kysa before she showered. Just like last night, I shivered with anticipation that I'd be invited to clean Kysa's freshly fucked pussy, with no pretensions imposed, whenever she desired. So what if everyone would know that I was the 'little boy dick' who thrived on cleaning the remains of another man's cum from her enlarged hole. My cock throbbed as I drove. I was appalled that I had let Kysa make me wear, and now I enjoyed wearing, the silky panties I was wearing now and in front of her mother and lover.

    As I got near home, I was relieved to not have to park down the street and sneak into my hiding place. Now I could pull into my own driveway and not have to walk several blocks to get to the house. My cock stayed rigid not knowing what to expect when I finally did arrive home. After pulling the car to a stop at the house and refastening my trousers, I let myself out and approached the front door. I unlocked the front door and walked in. Immediately, I could see Kysa's clothes and a set of man's clothing strewn in the living room floor. I could also hear the moans and shrieks of Kysa apparently in the throes of passion. I wasn't sure whether she would approve of me going to the bedroom to watch, but since I hadn't been told to, I figured that it was okay. I removed my clothing and laid them in the living room as well. The only articles of clothing that I chose not to remove were the panties. Kysa and Ron enjoyed harassing me about them last night. Let them do so again if they needed, so long as they let me go down on Kysa's slick pussy! I started towards what used to be my bedroom, but realized the sexual passion I was hearing was coming from my newly acquired room.

    I slowly entered the bedroom door and stood there, not wanting to disturb Kysa. I didn't recognize the man she was with immediately. Of course, the only view that I had was a hunched torso that had Kysa pinned above her. Her arms were stretched above her head clutching the sheets as this man plunged inside her over and over again. I was enthralled to see the cock withdraw nearly to the tip and then slam back inside her cunt to the point that the balls jammed against her flesh. I'm sure if this man could have gotten them inside; they surely would be there as well! Kysa moaned and spat obscenities at the pleasure she was receiving to the tempo of this impressive cock.

    It took a minute for me to realize that the man fucking was the boy from a few doors down. Billy continued to plunge thrust after thrust into Kysa's body. I don't know if it was me or if Kysa sensed my presence in the bedroom, but her eyes opened and she acknowledged my being there. I heard her encourage with words in addition to the motion of her body for Billy to fuck her harder and faster.

    "Show my husband how a boy your age can fuck better than a man his. Drive your cock in me and make me cum the way he can't! Hank can't get enough of your huge cock fucking me! Fuck me! He's watching you fuck me now in his panties! Oh sweetie, show him how a boy like you can't keep his cock out of my slutty cunt! Drive your cock in me deeper and cum inside me! Make your cum fill me while my husband plays with his 'little boy dick'! I want you to make such a mess of my cunt that his tongue will get lost looking for my clit! Oh yeah! Fuck me harder while Hank jacks off in his hand! THAT'S IT! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN!!!"

    Kysa was right! By then my cock was in my hand and I stroked it fast and furious. My eyes were riveted to the sight of Billy's cock driving in and out of Kysa's vagina. Her legs wrapped around Billy's back as he drilled at a ferocious pace. Kysa hunched upward to meet every downward thrust. I could see the frothy mixture of cum that had formed around her crotch, probably the residue of several fucks. Kysa kept insisting Billy plow into her harder and faster. Her words became indistinguishable as her moans of pleasure increased. Finally, Billy sank in and I watched the cheeks of his ass cave in and knew instinctively that he was delivering his load of cum to the bowels Kysa's cunt. Kysa shrieked with pleasure as he unloaded wave after wave of sperm into her pregnant womb. My own cock jumped, as my cum spurted free. It splattered farther than it had in days.

    "That's it sweetie. Let me milk your cum out of you. Don't work too hard. Let me squeeze your dick with my cunt. Ooh, I want all your cum inside me now! Oh, I LOVE the feel of your hard cock in me! Your cum is all over the inside of my cunt. I like it there! Your cock makes me feel so good! Did I make your cock feel good baby? Do you want to fuck me again tomorrow, Billy?" Kysa cooed obviously for me to hear.

    I watched Billy twitch and lunge spasmodically into Kysa's treasured hole delivering splatter after splatter of his cock cream inside her. Kysa nuzzled her lips against Billy's neck and ear lobe as he and she calmed down, his cock still moving slowly inside her. I watched with anticipation and desire, as the two remained joined at the crotch. Billy didn't even acknowledge my presence as his cock enjoyed the tight, slick channel of Kysa's cunt. I kept waiting for him to pull out of Kysa so that I could get at her sloppy mess. My impatience must have been evident to Kysa as she whispered something to Billy. He soon rose and stood proud at the side of the bed with Kysa staring at his still erect cock and licking her lips.

    "Come and get it Hank!" Kysa giggled. Her hand fondled Billy as she spoke. "Billy made a real mess of me down there, Hank. I hope you like it that way! I know you'll have quite a bit of explaining to do to your boss and Debbie tomorrow, but I knew you wouldn't want to miss this meal! Before you dive into it though, I want you to thank Billy for filling in for your inadequacies" Kysa taunted.

    "Th... Thank you, Billy." I sheepishly spoke.

    "And tell him how much you'd appreciate him stopping by anytime to fill in for you. Not that you could ever get your cock where his has been Hank! Billy sure knows how to fuck! And he can last MUCH longer than some other sissies I know can! The kind of husbands who wear panties to work and in front of there wives lovers to hide there 'little boy dicks.' Do you like having me call your office to tell them that you have a warm wet meal waiting at home for you? Debbie really seemed to enjoy hearing that you'd be getting 'sloppy seconds or thirds.' Make sure you tell her that it was fourths tomorrow and the day's not done yet! It's too bad I'm already pregnant. I wouldn't mind having a son hung like Billy here," Kysa continued.

    I stopped listening somewhere about then and dove for the deliciously messy and pungent smell of Kysa's wet crotch then. My tongue feasted on the cum that matted her sparse pubic hair and frothed at the lips to her cunt. I suckled at the nectar that Billy had so willingly spilled for Kysa. At one point, I looked up and saw that Kysa had taken Billy's cock into her mouth and she was giving him a noisy, sloppy blowjob. I couldn't appreciate it at the time, given the pleasure I was having between her open thighs as she writhed against my tongue.

    Billy left a short while later, but not before I had invited him to come back over and take my place whenever he got horny enough. It was quite obvious that Billy was enjoying his preferred lover status! Kysa said little more to me that day, deciding instead to go back to her bead for a much-deserved rest before Ron came over later. She did indicate that she DIDN'T want me to change the sheets of my bed. I busied myself around the house for the remainder of the afternoon cleaning up and cooking dinner for Kysa and I. Ron returned later in the evening and promptly took Kysa to the bedroom. I wasn't allowed into the bedroom that night to watch, but I was allowed to listen via baby monitor and to the pounding of the headboard. Kysa did sneak into my room well after midnight and sat on my face to feed me the cum Ron had been depositing in her. Even then she said little as she ground her crotch into my face, riding my mouth and nose. Regardless of the humiliation Kysa and her lover's were bestowing upon me, I came to desire Kysa even more!

    I drove off to work fantasizing that Billy would visit Kysa again after Ron had left. The amount of fucking that Kysa was receiving currently was beyond what my previous imagination could fathom. After all, in the first year that Kysa and I were married, we had only had sex maybe once a week, and that didn't always include intercourse given how quickly I got off. Kysa had probably been fucked more than that in just a couple of weeks. She seemed to be insatiable, as were her lovers. Not that I was complaining, mind you. To the contrary, I was just as ecstatic as they seemed to be. But when I imagined her having a lover and I imagined that she would be having sex, I conjured up the image that her lover would fuck her and then leave. I didn't anticipate that she would be ENCOURAGING her lover to fuck her multiple times during the same session, nor did I anticipate that her lover would spend the night with me sleeping in the next room listening to the two fucking throughout the night. As it was when I was returning from work yesterday, today I was hard driving back to my place of employment. I knew I would have to endure some ridicule today, but I wasn't sure how much, so I timed my arrival prior to most of my coworkers.

    Unexpectedly, Debbie was already at the office when I arrived. I tried to avoid her, but she caught me sneaking in.

    "Did you get seconds or thirds yesterday, Hank?" Debbie chided with a mocking tone. Her eyes wouldn't leave me, prompting a response.

    I remembered what Kysa had told me to tell her: "Fourths," I responded sheepishly.

    "Oh I see. Your wife was a busy young woman yesterday! I'm glad I relayed the message to you when I did, or you might have gotten a sloppier mess to clean up! But you probably wouldn't have minded anyway, would you Hank?"

    My face flushed a crimson color at Debbie's condemning accusations. "Did you get to wear the black silk panties for being such a good cum sucking boy?" My heart sank as I realized that Kysa had even told this side of my life to Debbie. If they didn't already know it, I realized that soon everyone in the office would know this fact about me as well, given Debbie's propensity for spreading gossip! Today was bound to be a lot worse than I had earlier imagined! I hung my head and made my way quietly to my office, too embarrassed to even speak or acknowledge anymore. It seemed as if Kysa would indeed fulfill her promise to humiliate me as much at work as she had done in our private life. Throughout the morning I heard Debbie talking with my coworkers and several outbursts of laughter which I'm sure were aimed at me. I tried to keep low and rarely ventured out of the office, even passing on coffee.

    Just about 11:00, Debbie called in to say that she had Kysa holding on the line for me. Why didn't she just call my direct line I pondered momentarily?

    "Hank honey, I want you to go out and get some new panties at lunch. Make it a pair of semi-sheer beige ones. Try Victoria's secret at the mall a few miles from your office. And since you like to see me wear those T-back types, why don't you get a pair like that? Let's see how you like them giving you a wedgy all day long. But don't just leave them in your car after lunch. I want you to bring them in the office and worry if one of the people in your office might find them. If you do that and you're good the rest of the day, I promise to let you clean up after Billy and Ron later. They've both been enjoying leaving there cum for you to gobble up!"

    I knew that I was expected to leave right then and that Debbie probably was aware of my lunch time errand. Kysa's lewd talk had me excited out of my mind. So much so that I braved passing by Debbie on the way out ignoring her taunting comments. My mind was now filled with pleasing Kysa with my choice of panties!

    I got to the crowded mall after trudging my way through the busy traffic of the city. I took my time as I wandered the mall and was gone nearly an hour and a half. I found what I thought would please Kysa before returning to the office and as instructed I carried my package into the office. I did not keep the panties in the original store bag but opted instead for a discreet unmarked brown shopping bag. There was a buzz in the office as I entered and Debbie stopped me to inform me that my boss wanted to see me the moment I arrived. Debbie seemed to get great joy in relaying the news to me in her mocking tone. I was nervous and anxious about having to go see Tom, as it seemed as if I was in for an ominous meeting. I dropped the package in my office and grabbed a notepad and pen to see him. I knocked at the closed door and only entered when I heard Tom allow me to.

    As I entered Tom's office, I was startled to find Kysa there. She was decked out in a VERY short red sequined sleeveless dress that was cut low in the front forcing her ample cleavage to spill out over the top of the v-shaped dip that tightly bound her tits. The dress was almost obscenely short cut about twelve to fourteen inches above her knees. Kysa wore no pantyhose and a pair of black patent leather stiletto heels. In short, Kysa looked drop-dead gorgeous as she stood and chatted with Tom! Her long hair was neatly combed and hung down her shoulders. She acknowledged me entering the room but immediately went back to finishing her conversation with Tom. The second thing I noticed was a manila folder on Tom's desk with several 8x10 glossy pictures that had been removed. At that moment terror set in as I realized that they were pictures of Kysa, Ron and me from just a couple of nights back revealing me in my rather awkward position of watching Kysa and Ron fucking with me standing in a pair of panties! Kysa didn't appear to have any apprehension in her voice as she conversed with Tom and I wondered if she had brought the pictures to the office. While my stomach was knotted and did flip-flops, I wondered just how the pictures had been taken!

    Finally, Tom turned and started to speak to me,

    "Hank, we have a grave situation here! These pictures were delivered to my office about an hour ago. I'm flabbergasted by what I see in them. Your wife here showed up apparently to take you out to lunch just after they arrived. Frankly, if she hadn't come in here this afternoon, your office would be empty right now and your things would be out in the street. Thanks to her, you still work here! For how long though, I don't know. And in what capacity, that remains to be seen. According to your charming wife, you two have a very complex and strange marriage. Too complex and strange for me to let you be around any of MY customers Hank. I'm not sure what I'm gonna be able to do with you. Kysa, on the other hand, I know exactly what I'd like to do with her, and we've been discussing those very possibilities while we waited for you to return. And since she's already pregnant by another man, there's no risk in her having my black baby... at least not yet. Somehow, I think you wouldn't mind that a bit though Hank. My biggest problem is how to keep you busy and away from MY customers while I find time make sure your luscious wife gets as much of my black cock buried in her as I can give her. And while you might cost me my customers, I'm sure Kysa would be just the ticket to seal a lot more deals. I don't know a man alive, present company excluded, who wouldn't jump at the chance to jump her bones in a motel room and leave a hell of a mess for her useless, panty wearing husband to clean up later. And that would be the perfect reason why they'd be willing to do it when her belly swells up with the baby!"

    Evidently Kysa and Tom had quite an in depth conversation! She had revealed quite a bit of information to Tom. I watched as he spoke in his agitated state. Kysa had moved very close to him and ran her hands across his shoulders, occasionally throwing a glance in my direction whenever Tom struck a particularly biting blow to my ego. Evidently, Tom was not through with his speech just yet.

    "Now, at least for the next hour or so, I want you to leave my office. I don't need you to watch. You can see first hand what my cock can do to your wife's precious pussy later. But first come over here and help her take her dress off. She won't need her clothes on for a while. And when you've finished, I want you to go back into the office and sit with Debbie! Since you're not much of a man, you can be my alternate receptionist. You two girls should get along well together. Perhaps you can discuss sexy panties amongst yourselves or something of the sort. And be sure to hold all of my calls!"
     
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