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He flicked the hardening bud of her nipple with his finger. He stepped closer to her, feeling her other breast pressing against his hard chest. His other hand slid confidently between her legs to massage her mound through the fabric of her dress.

Janine swayed firmly against his chest. Her tits seemed to thrust brazenly at the bra restraining them. They could hear him about in the living room, watching football and waiting for them to return. The knowledge that he could enter the room at any time and catch them added a heady spice of danger to their lust. Open your shirt. I want to see your tits. He kissed her deeply, his tongue first pressing against her inviting lips, then exploring her mouth.

Her tongue began dancing with his, and she moaned deeply. It was obvious that she liked his kiss. The kiss ended, and he smiled into her eyes again. Janine fumbled briefly with the buttons of her blouse, then paused. He looked deeply into her eyes, smiled, and kissed her again. The kiss was terribly delicious. It took her breath away and her resistance dissolved with that breath. The most memorable moment of my life occurred when I witnessed my wife guide the enormously excited penis of another man into the lips of her lovely pussy, then watched helplessly, tortured, as the long massive organ slid slowly into her, the man kneeling with his dark eyes looking down upon his engorged dickhead, already dripping with his cum and her juices, disappearing into her pussy, followed by the stiff meat of his long shaft that slowly filled her stretched vagina, her fur covered pubic mound inexorably swallowing his thick penis.

He was larger than I could ever hope to be,yet they seemed a perfect fit, her abdomen rising slightly as he filled her, leaving me transfixed, speechless, disbelieving as I stood outside of our bedroom window—the pulse of my blood roaring through my temples as this erotic nightmare played before my eyes, only vaguely aware that my underwear had been filled with my cum. Then the incredible sight of her lovely hands gripping his flanks, urging him deeper with his thrusts into her, and her persistant caressing of his anus with the fingers of her left hand, lubricating his opening with a mixture of his cum and her pussy fluids, helping him to a climax by inserting two of her soaked fingers deep into his anus, fucking in rhythm with his plunging penis, our wedding ring disappearing into his ass, then reappearing soaked in their juices, only to again disappear into his anus.

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It was the most erotically overpowering experience of my life, my extreme, intense jealousy and humiliation horrified, yet arousing powerful heat and passion in my loins, bringing me to a flood of orgasms throughout the nightmare of magnificent sex,- another man giving my wife a thorough fucking, all with her enthusiastic consent.

My cold-hearted and frigid wife had left me with nothing Wifes hot pussy stories my student loan and my computer.

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The bitch even took the dog. My only consolation was that they had to go to Rome to get the official annulment after the bishop here refused. Without much of anything left I quickly ed up for summer school duty.

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As an English teacher, my classes would be comprised Wifes hot pussy stories those unlucky, uncaring, or slow enough not to pass during the regular school year. The only housing I could afford was at a trailer park three-quarters of a mile from the last stop on the commuter train line. With a crappy trailer home without air-conditioning and a class of unwilling neer-do-wells, I was in for a long, hot summer.

I trudged along to the train stop the first day of school with the assorted collection of domestic help headed into the wealthy houses for the day and the few motley students who attended where I taught. The trailer park was in the furthest unmentioned corner of an otherwise wealthy school district. What caught my eye that morning was a mother-daughter team walking with the rest of us. The daughter seemed headed the same way, but on second thought, perhaps not. There was something a little calm and calculated about her.

The mom gave me an interesting look as she parted ways with her daughter at the station. She headed to what I was certain was her place of employment: a fantastic dinner on the highway not far from the station which did a great business: great food, outstanding banana-cream pie.

It was popular with everyone from SUV-driving yuppies to the bikers who met there on the weekends.

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We boarded the train and the girl made an interesting choice in sitting across from me in a double-seat in the corner. She flopped down and closed her eyes in a bored adolescent way. She raised one foot up and placed it on the seat next to me. The pretty foot and painted toes made me have to adjust my growing member as I gave the rest of her a closer look.

I could now tell that she had amazingly big areolae and nipples the size of 2 erasers. Both those lovely dark areolae just barely discernable through her tight top and huge nipples were hardening. If only those shapely legs would adjust a little more I would be able to see up those short shorts. Oh, well, I just smiled, enjoyed the glances and feigned looking out the window when she looked up during the trip. Of course, I found out later she was ased to my class. She smiled slyly as she took a seat in the middle of the class — not too close or too far.

I learned she was very smart and that due to some personality conflict with what I knew to be an old prick of a faculty member she had failed last year. She was eighteen and should have graduated at the end of the year. It was going to be a challenge to bring her out, if I could. Due to her financial status and grades last year, Laura was ased a mandatory tutor funded by the state. Oh, yes, I said that it would be no problem for me to take on that duty. It was a couple years ago that Penny started Wifes hot pussy stories night school to get her tech degree.

After a couple of semesters, I noticed that Penny was spending longer hours in the lab and getting home a little later than usual. By the time she got home, I was usually fast asleep. On one such night, I had just turned off the light from reading and was preparing to fall asleep when she arrived home.

She must have figured I was sleeping because she came into our bedroom quietly and went into the bathroom without turning on the lights and was Wifes hot pussy stories quiet. Our bathroom off the master bedroom has a night light in it so I watched as she began to undress.

After removing her sweatshirt, I was instantly wide awake. She was missing something under that sweatshirt, namely, a bra. Penny never goes braless so I squinted to try to see better in the dim light. When her breathing became deep and I was sure she was sound asleep, I got up and went into the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind me and turned on the light. Her jeans were in the clothes hamper so I took them out and did a quick examination after turning the top part inside out. There were just a few minute wet spots in the crotch.

I brought them to my face and inhaled deeply to see what they smelled like. Next, I went outside to the car and searched to see if I could find the missing panties and bra. On the floorboard of the passenger side was a hand towel.

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This I picked up and noticed how damp it was in certain places. Again, I inhaled and found the same scent I found in her jeans a little while earlier. My first thought was to go back inside the house and confront her about everything.

My second thought was focused on how hard my cock was and that I really needed some relief. I opted for the relief and after returning everything to where it was, made my way back inside and into my home office. I turned on the computer and after going to one of my favorite porn sites, began to stroke my cock as I started to read some of the stories. Tonight I concentrated on stories about wives who were fucking around.

While reading, I started visualizing Penny with another guy.

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The guy remained faceless in my fantasy however the cock he was fucking her with was very vivid. Soon, I started to buck my hips and had a new mess to clean up. I decided not to confront Penny on this and instead, see what all I could find out. The intensity of my orgasm that night made me decide this was something to be explored. The summer night air was thick, hot and filled with anticipation. Everyone at the party was holding ice-cold beers, frozen drinks and cocktails with plenty of ice to mentally escape the heat.

At least that is what everyone was attributing their thirst; it was really easing their inhibitions and Wifes hot pussy stories their libido. These kind of parties always had an awkwardness to them, but as time wore on and the liquid confidence set in, everyone seemed to warm up to each other. Anita stood around the picnic table, dressed in a sexy black cocktail dress. Her curves perfectly concealed under a thin layer of polyester; the men around sneaking an adulterous glance when her wives looked away. She met their stairs with mischievous eyes, causing hearts to race and blood to flow.

She had an intoxicating way about her; she could seduce with a stare, thrill with a subtle movement, and torture with an innocent touch. Her flirtatious ways stood out amongst the other women at the party, as the other women admired her abilities. He was invited at the last minute; unaware he would be almost half the age of most of the guests at the party.

He sipped his vodka cocktail; glancing at all the attractive older women around like in a toy store. He was caught up in a conversation with Mrs. As the night set in, the party had broken up into little groups, circling around in conversation clusters while discussing wine and trendy restaurants.

Anita and her seductive ways managed to get a party of their own circling the hot tub. They sipped their drinks and jokingly dared each other to get into the hot tub. All the eyes shifted to her, curious of her next move. Most of them did not believe her bold suggestion, but watched with curiosity as she placed her drink on the table.

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