AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = jax@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
| EDITOR's NOTE - Previous parts to this story can be found at: Part 1 and Part 2. |
Sue lay naked on the thick carpeted floor; her arms and legs wrapped tightly around the naked body of Pete, her new lover.
"You like my big cock in you, don't you?" he grunted as he pounded between her spread legs.
She was unable to respond to his coarseness, for her breathing was heavy and laboured.
"I know a lot of guys with big cocks like mine," he continued, "who would just love to push them in your cunt."
Just hearing his coarse words made her pussy wetter and she pushed against him even more.
"Fucking lovely," he grunted, as his hand was rough on her perfect breasts.
She was nearly there, and his hands mauling her body pushed her over the top and she felt an intense orgasm rush through her body making it jerk uncontrollably. Never had she felt so alive, so dirty and so guilty about being unfaithful to her new husband. She didn't know why she felt so guilty for it was his fault that she was here with her legs spread wide. If Tom hadn't arranged for her to entertain her brother and his friend Pete the other evening she would never had met him.
It hadn't taken long for Sue to ring Pete up on the number he had secretly handed her.
"Hi, it's Sue," she whispered into the phone even though there was nobody else there to hear her.
"Hi," he said with an arrogant chuckle. "Can't keep away from my big cock then."
She almost slammed the phone down but she didn't because suddenly her pussy was sopping wet.
"No," she whispered. The word was wrenched from her lips.
"Fucking right," he laughed. "I'll come and pick you up and we can spend the afternoon together."
She heard herself agree to his suggestion even though she knew she shouldn't. She stared at her reflection in her bedroom mirror. She had stripped off naked and just stood there looking at herself. She didn't look any different but deep inside she knew she was a slut and a slave to his big cock.
"Well, if I'm a slut I'd better dress like one," she said to herself.
She pulled on a pair on thong knickers then found her shortest skirt, the one her husband had bought her just last month.
"Fuck wearing a bra," she said and pulled on a semi-transparent blouse. "There, that looks right," she said as she studied her reflection.
Pete thought so, too, for he gave her a long look and a whistle as she sat down in his car.
"Fuck me," he said with a huge grin. "You look good enough to eat."
Pete was not your subtle type of guy. For, as soon as the front door closed behind them, he pushed her to her knees and pushed his semi-hard cock into her face.
"Suck me, slut," he ordered.
There was nothing she could do but obey and she opened her mouth and started to suck. His cock soon hardened and she was pushed away.
"Time to fuck," he leered.
Her clothes were almost ripped from her body and her legs pulled open.
"Ahh," she screamed as his big cock ripped into her delicate flesh.
Pete was not a kind or considerate lover. He was more your wham-bam type. It didn't matter, for soon her body took control and she was pushing back at his powerful thrusts.
She lay there, her naked body spread obscenely for him to see, but she didn't have the strength to move.
"You're one fine looking woman," he commented as he sat back to take in the sights before him.
"I'd best be going," she said, but still not moving.
"I've not yet finished with you," he said and she could hear the leer in his voice. "Just as soon as I can get my cock hard again, we can start round two."
"Please," she said sitting up. "I've got to go before my husband gets home."
"Old Tom won't be home for an hour and a half, yet," he chuckled. "Time for one more fuck."
She didn't want to stay but she had no choice.
"Come here and suck me," he ordered.
On her hands and knees, she crawled over to where he was sitting and took his soft cock back into her mouth.
"Next time you come, I'll invite a couple of my mates over and we'll have a real party," he said.
There wasn't going to be a next time, she made a promise to herself -- if she could only keep it. His cock was growing inside her mouth and soon it was hard enough for him to push her onto her back.
"Spread 'em, slut," he said laughing loudly.
She felt his weight on her and his cock forcing its way back inside her. She clung on tightly as he battered into her with great force. Despite his lack of finesse, she felt her body responding again and a new wave of pleasure sweep through her.
She just had time to bathe her battered body and get dressed before Tom came in from work. She hoped that he would be too tired tonight and not want to make love to her.
"I've got a headache," she lied as she saw that Tom was making eyes at her. "I'm off to bed."
"Yeah, right," said Tom.
She could hear disappointment in his voice but she just couldn't take any more today.
* * * *
No, she wasn't going to ring. She had promised herself that she wouldn't, but as the days passed she would pause to listen but Pete didn't ring either. When the phone did ring she would dash to pick it up only to be disappointed when it was someone else. Then one day, two weeks later, it did ring and she could hear his leering arrogant voice on the other end.
"Hello, slut," he said with a chuckle. "Been meaning to ring you but I've been tied up with work."
"Oh," she replied, all other words had caught in her throat.
"I've got a couple of hung buddies lined up for this afternoon," he announced. "So, I thought I'd come around and pick you up and we'll have some fun."
"I don't think . . ." she started to say but he cut her off.
"I'll be there in twenty minutes, so get ready," he announced and he put the phone down.
Her insides were churning at the thought of meeting two new lovers; excited and scared all at the same time. She dashed upstairs and stripped off all her clothes and dressed again in her slut outfit.
"That's my slut," leered Pete as her saw her in the doorway.
She couldn't answer for her voice had failed her.
"The boys are going to love you," he said.
Despite knowing they would be there waiting for her, it was still a shock when she first saw them. Jack was a thirty-something, thick set guy while Leo was a six foot chocolate colour twenties man. The sight of this coloured guy scared and excited her even more for she had never been with one before.
"Man, you weren't shitting us," said Leo. "She's fucking gorgeous."
"Yeah, and she'll do anything for a big cock," laughed Pete.
"Yeah, man," leered Jack, "let's get the package open. Then we can start."
"Yeah, slut," commanded Pete, "get your kit off."
With trembling fingers she started to unbutton her blouse.
"Will you look at those tits," shouted Leo.
She was naked now as three pairs of eyes took in her beauty.
"Wh-Who's first?" she said trying to sound brave, but her voice trembled slightly.
"I've 'ad her already," said Pete. "One of you wankers can have first crack."
"In that case, I'll break her in," laughed Jack, unzipping his trousers as he approached her.
"Lookie here, slut," he said hooking his eight and a half inch cock out.
Her eyes never left this monster all the time she was pushed to the floor and her legs pulled open until she lost sight of it as it disappeared inside her.
"That seemed to go in easily enough," said Leo.
"Yeah, she's creaming, man," panted Jack.
"You wait until she's had a taste of some dark meat," Leo laughed. "You know what they say, once they've tried it they never go back to the bland white stuff."
The room was suddenly quiet of chatter; just the grunts and slaps of two people having sex.
"Oh, yes, fuck me," shouted Jack as his body twitched as he pumped his spunk deep inside her.
"Right, out of the way," said Leo. "Time for the main event."
He dropped his pants to expose his nine hard inches of dark meat.
"Good job, you've lubricated her first or she'd never have taken this," he laughed.
Even with a pussy full of spunk, Leo had to push hard to get it all in.
"Ahh," Sue cried out as the last inch was pushed into her.
"We just love breaking in some young white slut," commented Leo as he mauled her pert tits.
"Stop mucking about," called Pete. "I want my go."
"She won't feel it, man," he said with a laugh. "Not after I've stretched her."
"I don't fucking care if she feels it or not," said Pete. "I just want to spunk inside the slut."
"You're not going to feel your pencil-dicked husband, either," whispered Leo in her ear. "He won't even touch the sides after I've finished with you."
Again, silence descended over the room as hot eyes devoured the scene taking place on the carpeted floor.
"You need to record this, you know," suggested Jack.
"Yeah," agreed Pete.
"I'll bring my movie camera over next time," he said.
"Good idea," said Pete not taking his eyes off the writhing couple on the floor.
"There, all done," sighed Leo after pumping his spunk into the still body of Sue.
"Get your black arse out of the way then," said Pete who then took his place between her legs.
* * * *
"What's the matter, dear?" asked Tom who found his wife up to her neck in hot water.
"I think I'm coming down with something," she groaned as she moved. "I ache all over."
"Better take a couple of aspirins and go to bed early," he said concerned over his young wife's health.
"Yeah, I think I will," she sighed as the hot water soothed her young body.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 4
