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I could tell she didn't want to use my name, fearing she would call me Tom. I lifted her legs up to get in deeper, putting my head between her feet, driving straight down into her tight, wet pussy. "You're so big, baby, so big and hard, yes, fuck me, fuck me deeper, baby. Fuck me, fuck your slutty wife." She kept asking me to go deeper, I knew she was thinking of Tom. "Did you like seeing me jerk him of?" she accused me, wild with passion. "His big fucking cock? Did you like that, John?" I answered ever taunt with a ramming thrust of my cock.
I soon heard the bed next door creaking, just like ours. Over my wife's screams of passion, I could hear Kylie screaming.
"Yes, Tom, do it, fuck me," Kylie was screaming.
"Yes, Tom, fuck me deeper...so big, you're so big Tom" Wendy answered. She was lost in the moment now. I didn't need much more and neither did she. I fucked her harder and deeper than I ever had, and we both came together. I shot my cum deep inside of her, and she scratched her nails into my back and ass, trying in vain to pull me further inside her. I collapsed next to her and soon fell asleep.
After I woke up, I got up to take a shower. I could hear Tom and Kylie going at it again. I wound up jerking off in the shower, just to relieve the pressure. As I dried off in the bathroom, secretly hoping Kylie would stumble upon me, I heard our bed squeaking as Wendy masturbated. No doubt, she was thinking of Tom again.
The next day, in the sobriety of the kitchen, I tried to raise with Wendy what happened between Tom and her in the bathroom. She wasn't in a mood to talk about it. "Look, it's not like I blew him or anything. I mean, we were barely touching." She was trying to rationalize it, and knew I wouldn't complain—she had seen the effects on my cock. "It was nothing—just a harmless massage." I noticed she didn't promise not to do it again. Somehow I got the feeling that this was a slippery slope I was on.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous10 months agonothing wrong with a loving wife in a strong marriage enjoying a big cock especially while on vacation
Anonymousabout 9 years agoI naively thought this might develop into a hot foursome, but this is starting to read like a CleoRA story with another dipshit, deer-in-the-headlights husband who enjoys his humiliation.
But why this ridiculous "12" -inch fantasy crap. Why can't the bull just have a hard ol' eight incher? It's really kind of stupid.
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoit is one stupid story by trying to give John any sense of concern or reticense about Wendy's lust for Tom's cock. One knows where the storyline is going from the first paragraph or two of the first chapter.
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoWendy is completely ignoring her husband and has only lust for Tom. John and Wendy’s vacation to reconnect emotionally and sexually is very much on a “slippery slope”. Will the only fame ignited be between Tom and Wendy? I hope that the author gives John a little more character rather than a dumb jack-off voyeur which tends to be a cliché in many stories on Literotica. I am looking forward to the next chapter.
