25-06-2020, 07:39 PM
At 7:30 AM, Mark awoke again. This time the bed was empty. He stretched, his cock rigid with its usual morning hard-on. He had hoped to use it in his wife, but he was alone. He arose, went to the bathroom, and then went into the living area to see if Jacque and his wife were there.
They weren't but the sounds from the second bedroom told him where they were. Looking in, Mark saw his wife mounted on top of Jacque. She had her back to him and he saw the huge ebony shaft sinking rapidly in and out of his wife's cunt. She had been so stretched by this time, she was having no problems taking its entire 11-inch length all the way inside her sex tunnel every time her hips rammed downward on the big male spike.
Retreating to the bathroom, Mark brushed his teeth, showered, and shaved. After dressing in briefs, a T-shirt with the company logo on the front, brown slacks, socks and shoes, he combed his hair, put on his watch and went to see if his wife and lover were ready to for breakfast yet.
They weren't. Denise was on her knees, her head resting on the bed, with her ass arched high. Jacque was behind her, holding her hips, his body between her wide-spread knees, driving his cock in and out her wide-open, waiting pussy. Her continuous moans were muffled by the pillow in which his wife had her face buried. But there was nothing to muffle the loud, wet, squishing sounds of the huge male piston driving in and out of Denise's sex cylinder.
Both cock and cunt were covered with the thick white froth of previous cum loads that had been churned into a thick mass by their fucking. Mark watched his wife being fucked into another intense orgasm after which her body fell to the bed, her lungs heaving to obtain more oxygen. Jacque never slowed his strokes into the gaping sex hole. He just lowered his body onto hers and continued to slam his cock in and out of her pussy.
When Mark finally left the room to get some breakfast, Jacque had Denise's legs up on his shoulders, his cock plowing in and out of her cunt amid continuous female howls of pleasure punctuated by occasionally screams when her clitoris throbbed in another orgasm.
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Mark didn't see his wife until noon. He was relaxing near the pool when he saw Denise approaching, her tits bouncing wildly under the brief halter she wore. Other than the halter, her only attire was a pair of white short shorts that were two sizes too small so that they exposed half of her ass cheeks. From the front, the shorts sank into her her cunt slit outlining her camel toe. She was bare legged with a pair of 5-inch fuck-me heels on.
She sat in the lounge chair next to him, opening her legs so he could see the bulge of her labia.
"Is it sore?", he asked.
"A little, but I don't mind. Are you ok with this? I'm sorry about this morning. Jacque just couldn't get enough, and I couldn't stop cumming when he was nailing me with that big cock."
"Well, it was pretty obvious that you were enjoying yourself. This is our last day. What would you like to to this afternoon and this evening?"
"This evening, Preston said we were all going back to that club with the table lights. This afternoon, I think Eric plans to fuck me. He hasn't had me yet, and I know he's fucked all the other wives."
"Didn't he fuck you yesterday?", Mark asked, more than a little surprised.
"No. I thought he was going to, but he sent me to Jacque instead. He got off on exercising power over me. Telling me to go fuck Jacque."
"Where is he?"
"Don't know. Around somewhere, I'm sure."
"How about we spend this afternoon together. Let's go shopping.. have a nice lunch.. buy some souvenirs, and then go back to our room alone so I can make love to you. I'm really hot for my wife right now."
"I'd rather fuck you than any man I know. I hope you're not furious with me. Would you rather have me be a prude again? I can be if you like."
"Hell no! I love the new you, and I can hardly wait to get into you."
"Then let's not wait. Let's go back to the room and fuck. Then we can get some lunch, go shopping, get some souvenirs, and afterwards, you can take your whore back to the room and fuck her again."
"You're not too sore?"
"If I am, that's my problem. Your job is just to fuck the shit out of your hot slutty wife. Come on, Stud. My cunt can't wait either."
It was a wonderful afternoon.
They weren't but the sounds from the second bedroom told him where they were. Looking in, Mark saw his wife mounted on top of Jacque. She had her back to him and he saw the huge ebony shaft sinking rapidly in and out of his wife's cunt. She had been so stretched by this time, she was having no problems taking its entire 11-inch length all the way inside her sex tunnel every time her hips rammed downward on the big male spike.
Retreating to the bathroom, Mark brushed his teeth, showered, and shaved. After dressing in briefs, a T-shirt with the company logo on the front, brown slacks, socks and shoes, he combed his hair, put on his watch and went to see if his wife and lover were ready to for breakfast yet.
They weren't. Denise was on her knees, her head resting on the bed, with her ass arched high. Jacque was behind her, holding her hips, his body between her wide-spread knees, driving his cock in and out her wide-open, waiting pussy. Her continuous moans were muffled by the pillow in which his wife had her face buried. But there was nothing to muffle the loud, wet, squishing sounds of the huge male piston driving in and out of Denise's sex cylinder.
Both cock and cunt were covered with the thick white froth of previous cum loads that had been churned into a thick mass by their fucking. Mark watched his wife being fucked into another intense orgasm after which her body fell to the bed, her lungs heaving to obtain more oxygen. Jacque never slowed his strokes into the gaping sex hole. He just lowered his body onto hers and continued to slam his cock in and out of her pussy.
When Mark finally left the room to get some breakfast, Jacque had Denise's legs up on his shoulders, his cock plowing in and out of her cunt amid continuous female howls of pleasure punctuated by occasionally screams when her clitoris throbbed in another orgasm.
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Mark didn't see his wife until noon. He was relaxing near the pool when he saw Denise approaching, her tits bouncing wildly under the brief halter she wore. Other than the halter, her only attire was a pair of white short shorts that were two sizes too small so that they exposed half of her ass cheeks. From the front, the shorts sank into her her cunt slit outlining her camel toe. She was bare legged with a pair of 5-inch fuck-me heels on.
She sat in the lounge chair next to him, opening her legs so he could see the bulge of her labia.
"Is it sore?", he asked.
"A little, but I don't mind. Are you ok with this? I'm sorry about this morning. Jacque just couldn't get enough, and I couldn't stop cumming when he was nailing me with that big cock."
"Well, it was pretty obvious that you were enjoying yourself. This is our last day. What would you like to to this afternoon and this evening?"
"This evening, Preston said we were all going back to that club with the table lights. This afternoon, I think Eric plans to fuck me. He hasn't had me yet, and I know he's fucked all the other wives."
"Didn't he fuck you yesterday?", Mark asked, more than a little surprised.
"No. I thought he was going to, but he sent me to Jacque instead. He got off on exercising power over me. Telling me to go fuck Jacque."
"Where is he?"
"Don't know. Around somewhere, I'm sure."
"How about we spend this afternoon together. Let's go shopping.. have a nice lunch.. buy some souvenirs, and then go back to our room alone so I can make love to you. I'm really hot for my wife right now."
"I'd rather fuck you than any man I know. I hope you're not furious with me. Would you rather have me be a prude again? I can be if you like."
"Hell no! I love the new you, and I can hardly wait to get into you."
"Then let's not wait. Let's go back to the room and fuck. Then we can get some lunch, go shopping, get some souvenirs, and afterwards, you can take your whore back to the room and fuck her again."
"You're not too sore?"
"If I am, that's my problem. Your job is just to fuck the shit out of your hot slutty wife. Come on, Stud. My cunt can't wait either."
It was a wonderful afternoon.
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