26-12-2018, 10:41 PM
Jen breathed heavily as she remained locked in Victor's arms. Her head lay against Victor's muscular chest as she tried to catch her breath. She heard Victor chuckle. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked in a contemptuous tone.
Jen pulled back from Victor and followed his eyes. He was looking at Michael. Michael was breathing heavy too, his hand still wrapped around his penis and covered with sperm. Michael suddenly felt self-conscious, and reached for a towel. He released his cock and wiped his hand.
Victor looked down at Michael's crotch and chuckled derisively. Michael's penis was soft again. It had shrunk so much it was almost hidden among the tangle of his public hairs.
"Come on honey, I'm not done with you yet," Victor said to Jen. He lifted her off his cock and sat her beside him. "Let me feel that hot mouth of yours again," he said as he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to his crotch.
Jen lowered her head. Her orgasm had been fantastic, but she wasn't yet satiated, especially with Victor's hard cock in her face. With Michael sitting on the other side of Victor, she could see her husband as she licked Victor's shaft.
Michael's cock stirred again. As Jen licked Victor's hard shaft, her eyes darted to her husband's crotch. Michael almost shuddered as he saw his wife's eyes on his penis as she went down on Victor's huge cock. Michael's penis twitched with excitement, and he wrapped his hand around his shaft and began stroking himself again.
Victor pulled Jen's head off his cock, and laid her down on the sofa facing away from Michael. He got between her legs and pushed his cock inside her. It was a lot easier for Victor to penetrate her this time.
Jen moaned as Victor rammed his cock into her. "Harder, harder!" she frantically urged. Within moments, Jen arched her back as Victor's cock sent her over the edge again. "God god gawwwwd!" she cried as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. As she came she tensed her shapely legs, the stilettos of her high heels digging into Michael's thigh. Michael grimaced from the pain, but he didn't pull his thigh away. Instead, he ran his hand over his wife's shapely calf as he continued to play with himself.
"I'm close, honey!" Victor moaned. "Where do you want it? In your mouth? On your tits?"
"Inside me!" Jen answered immediately. "Cum inside me!"
Victor dug his toes into the sofa and, with the extra leverage, pounded Jen even harder. Michael couldn't help admire Victor's powerful ass and thigh muscles as he relentlessly pounded his wife's pussy. So close to Jen as another man fucked her, and still caressing her stockinged legs, Michael felt dizzy with lust. Without thinking, he took off Jen's shoe and pressed his hard penis against the sole of her foot. It felt so good, the warmth of her foot, the silky nylon against his cock.
Victor climaxed, his body jerking violently as he shot wave after wave of his sperm into Jen's womb. Feeling the power of Victor's ejaculation into his wife, Michael came too, shooting his jism into the sole of his wife's foot. Victor buried his thick cock deep inside Jen, trapping his sperm inside the fertile womb of Michael's wife. Michael panted breathlessly as he rubbed his cum along his wife's foot with his softening penis, enjoying the feel of his cock against the nylon seam running across Jen's toes.
Jen felt the wetness on her foot and looked past Victor's broad shoulders. She realized what her husband had done. "Oh Michael, gross!" she said, instinctively kicking her husband away.
Victor glanced back at Michael. He laughed. "Mike, didn't your mommy teach you about the birds and the bees?"
"That --" Victor pointed at Michael's penis -- "goes here" -- he pointed at Jen's pussy.
Then he looked at Jen. He had a big smile on his face, and shrugged. "Or maybe he has really bad aim." They both looked at Michael, trying to keep a straight face. Then they both laughed.
Hearing his wife and her lover laughing at him, Michael felt dejected and small, and wished he were somewhere else.
Epilogue
Suzanne scowled at her husband Mark. There he was again, on the other side of the club, flirting with all the young, pretty girls. Suzanne hated those girls. They were all the same, tight young bodies with perky boobs and long shapely legs. She hated those girls. Or maybe it was Mark she hated. Didn't he realize it was easy to have a tight body when you're young? Wait until they have a few babies, and then see what they look like.
Suzanne knew Mark's efforts were useless. The country club wasn't fun for them anymore. No one wanted to swing with them. She inwardly sighed, knowing it was her fault. Mark was still handsome enough, but she had let herself go. Men didn't desire her anymore.
It hadn't always been that way. It wasn't too long ago that she had a body that men lusted for. Big firm tits, a flat stomach, and shapely legs. Even now, her face was still cute, barely showing any age lines. But her body wasn't what it used to be, not after three kids. Her tits were still big, but they sagged. She had gained weight around her stomach. She wore long dresses to hide the cellulose and varicose veins that came with the weight gain.
She saw Victor across the room, and a familiar longing washed over her. Just being in the same room with him got her wet. He looked better than ever, and the memory of what he sported inside his pants made her tingle all over. But it had been a long time since she'd been able to enjoy Victor's body. She and Mark used to swing with Victor and Monique all the time, and their relationship lasted a long time, long enough for her to have 3 of Victor's babies. It was hard having 3 half-black babies. The kids were almost ebony like their father, so it was clear Mark wasn't the father. They were outcasts in their mostly white neighborhood.
Pregnancies are hard on a woman's body, and Suzanne had always had a problem with her weight. As her body lost its firmness and she grew plump, Victor lost his interest in her. Suzanne suspected that was why Monique never had children. Victor insisted his women remain firm and shapely, so Monique didn't want to risk losing her swimsuit model body.
Suzanne saw Jen across the room, and a scowl crossed her face. She hated that blonde bitch the most. It wasn't just because she was Victor's current slut. She hated Jen's beauty. She was the prettiest girl in the room, by far. Suzanne saw other girls in the room scowling at Jen as their husbands gawked at the beautiful blonde. The dress she wore looked like it was air brushed on her, with a plunging neckline and an extremely short hem. The stiletto heels made her long legs look even longer. Jen was even prettier and sexier than Monique, but the amazing thing was, Monique didn't seem to mind. Suzanne wondered if Jen had let Monique inside her panties yet. Maybe that's why Monique liked Jen so much. Suzanne licked her lips as she remembered the things Monique had done to her, way back when.
Michael stood next to Jen. Suzanne followed his eyes. Michael was scanning the room, but not looking at girls. No, he was looking at other men, men who were looking at Jen. He was practically panting, seeing all the interest other men had for his wife. Suzanne shook her head. It looked like Michael liked swinging so he could watch his pretty wife get fucked by other men. What a cuckold. She scowled as she saw her husband Mark try to flirt with Jen. She knew Mark would love to get inside Jen's panties. Her nostrils flared with anger. Well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. They could have a threesome with Jen. Cucky Mike could sit in the corner as they took advantage of his wife's body. She'd sit on Jen's face and make her eat her out, and then as she came, she'd piss on the blonde slut's pretty face and make her swallow her pee. Suzanne smiled at the thought.
Suzanne looked at Jen again, studying her. Her dress was so tight it showed every curve. She could make out Jen's nipples, the bumps of her garter belt ... god, she could even see the blonde's camel toe. What a slut! It was obscene to wear such a dress. Even during her prime Suzanne never wore anything so revealing. But Suzanne had to admit she never looked as good as Jen.
But then Suzanne noticed something else. Was that a slight bump in Jen's belly? Was she pregnant? If she were, there was no doubt in Suzanne's mind the baby was Victor's. He was the most fertile man on the planet. Victor liked to say he was fixed. But that was a lie he told to husbands so they'd let him go bareback with their wives. Victor liked planting his fertile seed in white wives, and watch them get big with his babies. He liked to fuck them with their big bellies as their husbands watched. That turned him on more than anything, she knew from her own experience.
Suzanne looked at pretty Jen with her tight body. A big grin crossed her face as she imagined what Jen would look like in a few years after having Victor's babies. She won't be as firm anymore, that's for sure.
Then she looked at Mike. She imagined how sad he'd be, when men no longer desired his wife. But she had nice legs, Suzanne conceded. Even if her stomach wasn't as flat, and her tits not as perky, guys would still fall over themselves for those legs. And Jen had a pretty, Cover-Girl face. A lot of guys would like to cum on that face.
Suzanne shrugged, and gave Michael a mental nod. If he liked watching his wife with other men, then he'll be happy for a long time.
The End
Jen pulled back from Victor and followed his eyes. He was looking at Michael. Michael was breathing heavy too, his hand still wrapped around his penis and covered with sperm. Michael suddenly felt self-conscious, and reached for a towel. He released his cock and wiped his hand.
Victor looked down at Michael's crotch and chuckled derisively. Michael's penis was soft again. It had shrunk so much it was almost hidden among the tangle of his public hairs.
"Come on honey, I'm not done with you yet," Victor said to Jen. He lifted her off his cock and sat her beside him. "Let me feel that hot mouth of yours again," he said as he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to his crotch.
Jen lowered her head. Her orgasm had been fantastic, but she wasn't yet satiated, especially with Victor's hard cock in her face. With Michael sitting on the other side of Victor, she could see her husband as she licked Victor's shaft.
Michael's cock stirred again. As Jen licked Victor's hard shaft, her eyes darted to her husband's crotch. Michael almost shuddered as he saw his wife's eyes on his penis as she went down on Victor's huge cock. Michael's penis twitched with excitement, and he wrapped his hand around his shaft and began stroking himself again.
Victor pulled Jen's head off his cock, and laid her down on the sofa facing away from Michael. He got between her legs and pushed his cock inside her. It was a lot easier for Victor to penetrate her this time.
Jen moaned as Victor rammed his cock into her. "Harder, harder!" she frantically urged. Within moments, Jen arched her back as Victor's cock sent her over the edge again. "God god gawwwwd!" she cried as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. As she came she tensed her shapely legs, the stilettos of her high heels digging into Michael's thigh. Michael grimaced from the pain, but he didn't pull his thigh away. Instead, he ran his hand over his wife's shapely calf as he continued to play with himself.
"I'm close, honey!" Victor moaned. "Where do you want it? In your mouth? On your tits?"
"Inside me!" Jen answered immediately. "Cum inside me!"
Victor dug his toes into the sofa and, with the extra leverage, pounded Jen even harder. Michael couldn't help admire Victor's powerful ass and thigh muscles as he relentlessly pounded his wife's pussy. So close to Jen as another man fucked her, and still caressing her stockinged legs, Michael felt dizzy with lust. Without thinking, he took off Jen's shoe and pressed his hard penis against the sole of her foot. It felt so good, the warmth of her foot, the silky nylon against his cock.
Victor climaxed, his body jerking violently as he shot wave after wave of his sperm into Jen's womb. Feeling the power of Victor's ejaculation into his wife, Michael came too, shooting his jism into the sole of his wife's foot. Victor buried his thick cock deep inside Jen, trapping his sperm inside the fertile womb of Michael's wife. Michael panted breathlessly as he rubbed his cum along his wife's foot with his softening penis, enjoying the feel of his cock against the nylon seam running across Jen's toes.
Jen felt the wetness on her foot and looked past Victor's broad shoulders. She realized what her husband had done. "Oh Michael, gross!" she said, instinctively kicking her husband away.
Victor glanced back at Michael. He laughed. "Mike, didn't your mommy teach you about the birds and the bees?"
"That --" Victor pointed at Michael's penis -- "goes here" -- he pointed at Jen's pussy.
Then he looked at Jen. He had a big smile on his face, and shrugged. "Or maybe he has really bad aim." They both looked at Michael, trying to keep a straight face. Then they both laughed.
Hearing his wife and her lover laughing at him, Michael felt dejected and small, and wished he were somewhere else.
Epilogue
Suzanne scowled at her husband Mark. There he was again, on the other side of the club, flirting with all the young, pretty girls. Suzanne hated those girls. They were all the same, tight young bodies with perky boobs and long shapely legs. She hated those girls. Or maybe it was Mark she hated. Didn't he realize it was easy to have a tight body when you're young? Wait until they have a few babies, and then see what they look like.
Suzanne knew Mark's efforts were useless. The country club wasn't fun for them anymore. No one wanted to swing with them. She inwardly sighed, knowing it was her fault. Mark was still handsome enough, but she had let herself go. Men didn't desire her anymore.
It hadn't always been that way. It wasn't too long ago that she had a body that men lusted for. Big firm tits, a flat stomach, and shapely legs. Even now, her face was still cute, barely showing any age lines. But her body wasn't what it used to be, not after three kids. Her tits were still big, but they sagged. She had gained weight around her stomach. She wore long dresses to hide the cellulose and varicose veins that came with the weight gain.
She saw Victor across the room, and a familiar longing washed over her. Just being in the same room with him got her wet. He looked better than ever, and the memory of what he sported inside his pants made her tingle all over. But it had been a long time since she'd been able to enjoy Victor's body. She and Mark used to swing with Victor and Monique all the time, and their relationship lasted a long time, long enough for her to have 3 of Victor's babies. It was hard having 3 half-black babies. The kids were almost ebony like their father, so it was clear Mark wasn't the father. They were outcasts in their mostly white neighborhood.
Pregnancies are hard on a woman's body, and Suzanne had always had a problem with her weight. As her body lost its firmness and she grew plump, Victor lost his interest in her. Suzanne suspected that was why Monique never had children. Victor insisted his women remain firm and shapely, so Monique didn't want to risk losing her swimsuit model body.
Suzanne saw Jen across the room, and a scowl crossed her face. She hated that blonde bitch the most. It wasn't just because she was Victor's current slut. She hated Jen's beauty. She was the prettiest girl in the room, by far. Suzanne saw other girls in the room scowling at Jen as their husbands gawked at the beautiful blonde. The dress she wore looked like it was air brushed on her, with a plunging neckline and an extremely short hem. The stiletto heels made her long legs look even longer. Jen was even prettier and sexier than Monique, but the amazing thing was, Monique didn't seem to mind. Suzanne wondered if Jen had let Monique inside her panties yet. Maybe that's why Monique liked Jen so much. Suzanne licked her lips as she remembered the things Monique had done to her, way back when.
Michael stood next to Jen. Suzanne followed his eyes. Michael was scanning the room, but not looking at girls. No, he was looking at other men, men who were looking at Jen. He was practically panting, seeing all the interest other men had for his wife. Suzanne shook her head. It looked like Michael liked swinging so he could watch his pretty wife get fucked by other men. What a cuckold. She scowled as she saw her husband Mark try to flirt with Jen. She knew Mark would love to get inside Jen's panties. Her nostrils flared with anger. Well, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. They could have a threesome with Jen. Cucky Mike could sit in the corner as they took advantage of his wife's body. She'd sit on Jen's face and make her eat her out, and then as she came, she'd piss on the blonde slut's pretty face and make her swallow her pee. Suzanne smiled at the thought.
Suzanne looked at Jen again, studying her. Her dress was so tight it showed every curve. She could make out Jen's nipples, the bumps of her garter belt ... god, she could even see the blonde's camel toe. What a slut! It was obscene to wear such a dress. Even during her prime Suzanne never wore anything so revealing. But Suzanne had to admit she never looked as good as Jen.
But then Suzanne noticed something else. Was that a slight bump in Jen's belly? Was she pregnant? If she were, there was no doubt in Suzanne's mind the baby was Victor's. He was the most fertile man on the planet. Victor liked to say he was fixed. But that was a lie he told to husbands so they'd let him go bareback with their wives. Victor liked planting his fertile seed in white wives, and watch them get big with his babies. He liked to fuck them with their big bellies as their husbands watched. That turned him on more than anything, she knew from her own experience.
Suzanne looked at pretty Jen with her tight body. A big grin crossed her face as she imagined what Jen would look like in a few years after having Victor's babies. She won't be as firm anymore, that's for sure.
Then she looked at Mike. She imagined how sad he'd be, when men no longer desired his wife. But she had nice legs, Suzanne conceded. Even if her stomach wasn't as flat, and her tits not as perky, guys would still fall over themselves for those legs. And Jen had a pretty, Cover-Girl face. A lot of guys would like to cum on that face.
Suzanne shrugged, and gave Michael a mental nod. If he liked watching his wife with other men, then he'll be happy for a long time.
The End
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