From the little I had seen, he was much larger than me, something that I had suspected based on the bulge in his trunks at the swim parties he had hosted. How long had this been going on? How could she do this to me?
The impending dread and shock was now turning to anger. Taking a step back, I kicked the door, causing it to fly open and slam against the wall. Startling both of them, Cindy, my wife, screamed and David, our neighbor, and now ex-best friend, jumped sideways, falling off the bed to the floor. For the next couple of minutes, all I could hear were the pleas for forgiveness and weak attempts at apologies.
Finally, I stopped them. "So you two want to fuck? Fine, then fuck." I demanded taking a seat in the chair next to the dresser. Both starred at me as I looked at them. "Jim... Look." Dave started before I cut him off. "Shut the Fuck up Dave and do what I said. You want to fuck this filthy slut of a wife of mine, as you called her, then get going. Fuck her harder than anything you have fucked. I want her so sore, she can not walk tomorrow."
Cindy started to cry as she looked at me. "Jim.. I... I...", but again, I interrupted. "Get on with it. You want another cock in your married pussy, then Dave here is going to give it to you. You wanted a real man. That's what I hear right?" I paused for effect and continued, "Then let me see a real man give it to you."
Both of them sat there quiet. Standing up, I grabbed the bat that sat behind the chair and swung it, hitting the lamp on the table, shattering it upon contact. Screams came from across the room and then sobs.
Cindy took her place on the bed, on all fours, and Dave reluctantly positioned himself behind her. Slowly, he pulled his large cock to my wife's opening and slid it in. I sat back down and watched as my wife sobbed and Dave tried to fulfill my request.
"How many other men have you fucked?" I asked watching the fucking that was going on in my bed. Cindy was sobbing almost uncontrollably as Dave drilled her from behind. She muttered something that sounded remotely like, "only him."
My follow up question was to Dave. "You cum inside my wife?" Dave continued to pump my wife from behind. "No." he said with stress in his voice. "Good, because if you cum in her today, I will make sure you never fuck another woman again. When you are about to cum, pull out and get your ass out of my home." Dave nodded as he picked up the pace. "Harder Dave, I really want her to feel it."
I could see the effects the fucking was having on Cindy as she started to tense up, building towards orgasm. Suddenly, Dave pulled back and jumped off the bed. Holding his cock, he was pinching it to stop the impending cum. "Run Dave. Not a drop in my house." I laughed.
Cindy collapsed on the bed, orgasm denied, and began sobbing again. "Shut the fuck up and get dressed." I ordered, "And tomorrow, we are taking your money and buying a new bed."
I watched as a naked Dave ran across the front yard and to his house. At the door, he fumbled with the knob, realizing it was locked. He looked around with a panic on his face, as it was almost time for elementary school to let out, and he was stuck outside nude. I chuckled a little and peaked my head out the door. "Get your cheating ass back over here and get your clothes you piece of shit." I yelled.
Soccer moms had started to leave their house and were witnessing all of what was happening. Dave slowly and cautiously walked back to my door and ducked back inside. "Jim.. I ... I..."he started before I held my hand up to quiet him. "I do not care." I spat, "I trusted you, you were my best friend and you start fucking my wife behind my back." There was a moment of silence and I could hear Cindy crying uncontrollably in the bathroom. "Here is what is going to happen. That job in Idaho you got offered, you are going to take it. Because if you don't, with what everyone just saw, you are not going to be welcomed anywhere around this community anymore."
Dave looked at me with disbelief. "Jim, we are in love." He stated matter of factly. "Is that so?" I said almost laughing. "Cindy, do you love Jim or just getting fucked by him?" I yelled. There was no answer. "Here is your chance Cin, tell us who you love."
Another moment of silence and then her voice. "You. Jim I love you, I am so sorry." She said through tears and gasps. I watched as Dave's face sank. He had honestly thought my wife loved him. I picked up his pants and threw them at him. " I would suggest you make that move sooner than later. Janie and Kim saw you, and I am sure they will start talking. Jack and Fred are looking for a reason to kick your ass after flirting with them a couple of weeks ago, and you know how they get after a couple of drinks." I smiled.
Cindy emerged from the bathroom an hour later looking like hell. I sat on the couch with a drink in my hand, trying to process how my life had gone to shit only a few hours before. "Jim." She said quietly, " I am sorry, I did not mean for you to.." but I cut her off, "Find out you were fucking him? Yeah, I got that." She pulled her robe tight around her and kneeled at my feet. "Forgive me, please?" She begged.
I listened as she said it over and over and finally stopped her, "Why? Why would you do this? Was our sex life not good?" She looked at me and explained that she had felt neglected, that I had been working so much over the past couple of months, that when Dave began to pay more and more attention to her, it just happened. It had only been two times before today.
"Here is what is going to happen, you are now going to be my sex toy." I ordered, "No other man will touch you and you will not touch another man." She sat back shocked. "You want to be a slut, I will treat you like one." I continued, "I work long hours to give you the life you want, the picture that you want everyone to see, well now, in return, you will let me have whatever I want. Also, I think it only fair that I get to fuck a couple of women since you fucked Dave 3 times. Those are my terms, or you can explain to a divorce attorney why he has to fight an uphill battle."
Cindy started to tear up again and slowly nodded her head. "Ok." She said softly, I will be your slave, and when we find the right women, you can have them, but I have to agree to the women." I shook my head, "I can fuck whoever I want. You did." She nodded again.
Standing up, I unzipped my slacks and pulled my cock from my briefs. It hung in front of her and I starred down at her. "Suck it." I demanded. With hesitation, she slowly sat up on her knees and took my limp member into her mouth. It took some work, but I pushed past the images of what my wife might have done with Dave, and my cock started to harden. As it reached its full girth and length, I grabbed her head and started to drive the 7 inches in and out at a pace of my liking.
Ignoring the gasps, I kept fucking her face until my balls began to tighten. She prepared to take me again, but I pulled out and let loose on her face, spraying her with my fluids. The thick white ropes of cum hung from her hair, chin, cheeks, nose and forehead. I sat back on the couch and admired my handiwork.
Cindy was 5'4'', 105 lbs, small B cup breasts, and almost too thin. The thick red hair and bush were on full display. She sank to the ground and looked up at me as she began to cry again. "Don't make me a slut." She begged. "You should have thought about that before you became one." I remarked, gently stroking my cock. She began to ugly cry and I almost felt some pity for her. "Go clean up and come back out here." An hour passed and my wife returned to the living room, dressed in a simple dress and in full make up. I chuckled a little as she took a seat on the ottoman. "Do you still want to be with me?" I asked solemnly. She nodded and told me she did. I explained that I expected her to do everything she had agreed to, and that if she still was in agreement with my demands, I would move on with her.
The following day, we loaded into the car and ran errands as we did every Saturday. Dave was busy loading up a U-Haul he had rented and people were standing outside talking as they watched. I had plans of my own. There was a park in a town twenty miles to the south that I had fucked my high school girlfriends in. Cindy had always been against public sex, but now that she was required to do what I wanted, I was going to relive some of the best sexual experiences I had ever had.
Pulling into the park I told her that my cock was hard and she was about to find out the joys of nature. She protested at first, saying that we could not have sex where someone could see us, but I assured her that we could, and we would.
Taking her by the hand, I walked down the trail until I found an open spot with a bench. She looked around with apprehension as older men sat across the way, and men and women jogged by. The bench I picked was situated off the trail, but still could be seen by any passerby who wished to turn their head.
Sitting down, I unzipped my pants and pulled them down around my thighs. My cock sprang to life and I could see Cindy staring at it. "Turn around and pull you panties down. But I want them around your ankles." I ordered. She hemmed and hawed at first, giving me reasons she did not want to do it, or couldn't, with each one being met with the reason we were still married today.
Dressed in a button down dress, she reminded me of some Suzy homemaker from the 50's. Actually, I think that is what she was going for. She lifted up her dress and rolled her panties to her ankles. I pulled the back of her dress up and eased her back onto my cock. To my surprise, the tight little pussy was easily penetrated due to the flowing juices she had coming from her.
I leaned back on the bench and reached around and grabbed onto her small tits. With small thrusts, I started to get her into the rhythm I wanted, and she began to bounce up and down the length of my cock.
Unbuttoning her dress, she fought me a little, but I continued. I pulled the top part of the dress back and off her shoulders, letting the collar fall around her back and mid-bicep. I unclasped the bra, and I pulled the shoulder straps of her bra down and freed each small melon from the captivity of the bra cup, pulling the cups to upward. Manhandling her breasts, I tweaked each nipple and listened to the soft moan leave her lips. She still looked around at each noise, paying attention to the joggers as they passed, who did not see us. Pushing it further, I slid my hand down to her thigh and pulled the hem of the dress up, exposing the fiery red bush. I could feel the air hit my wet cock as it entered and exited. I slowly stroked her clit and held her while she grasped the backside of the bench seat.
I had not noticed but a small group of older men had began to form just around the corner. I had looked up and saw a few peering through the bushes. I smiled and began to expose more of her body for their viewing pleasure. The men grew more brave and slowly came around, standing ten feet from us as I slowly fucked my wife's pussy.
It was not until two or three had their dicks in their hands and the noticeable sound of masturbation filled the air that my wife took notice. At first, she tired to cover herself but I stopped her. I whispered to her to relax and that no one would touch her other than me.
Her legs were on the outsides of mine and I began to spread mine, causing a better view. "I want next." An old man said as he moved closer. "There is no next." I said sternly, "You old perverts want to see a show.. you can stay back there, but no one fucks this woman but me." I started to pick up the pace and my wife tensed and flooded my cock with her cum.
I held her tight and kissed her neck, keeping my attention on the men. A few more individuals had joined up, three couples, joggers in fact. Each were talking about what they were seeing and quietly talking about how they wanted to fuck when they got home. Cindy had started to hear the cheers and admiration by the others and looked up and made eye contact with the old men.
Of the six of them, two had already blown their load and were trying to bring life back into their limp cocks with their cum covered hands. Another slowly stoke his cock and talked to a elderly woman standing behind the bushes. The remaining men, egged us on, telling me to rail the dirty slut, and that back in their day, they did this type of thing with their wife.
Cindy pulled open the remaining part of her dress and kicked her panties at the old man trying to pull his cock back to life. I pulled her lips to mine as the white bikini panties landed on his limp cock.
On full display, she pulled her legs up, into a V and grabbed her ankles, pulling them almost to her shoulders. I feverishly rubbed her clit and tugged on her nipple. All the thrusting was on my part now. I gave up on her tits and held on to her as I bounced her up and down. The crowd cheered at the sight. My wife's pussy was fighting my cock. Juices flowed from her cunt and she suddenly let go of her legs as another orgasm hit. A groan from the crowd was let out as their view of a pussy getting torn apart was lost.
Reaching down, I pulled her legs apart and she hooked them around my calves. My balls tightened as I saw two of the women joggers gently and secretly caressing their nipples.
I erupted into her cunt, letting go of the frustration and tension that had built up over the past 48 hours. My dick slowly withdrew from her pussy, allowing my seed to flow out of her slowly. A round of applause filled the air as Cindy stood on wobbly legs, button down dress flowing open, hardened red nipples at attention.
After the initial euphoria wore off, she began to realize what had happened, and quickly dressed. Her pale complexion turned red and she hit behind me. I on the other hand, stood with my dick hanging out of my pants with my hands in the air like Rocky after ascending the steps, eliciting Atta boys and more cheers.
Getting back in the car, I pulled my pants down and demanded that she clean my cock. With out hesitation, she crawled over the console and buried her face into my pelvis. An onlooker from the park stood at the her window, admiring her swollen pussy as my cum continued to drain. I smiled as he snapped a pic with his phone and continued on his way. Moments later, my cock deposited cum into my wife's mouth and throat.
We arrived home an hour later. Dave had finished loading his U-Haul with furniture and starred at us as we pulled into the drive. Cindy rushed into the house, not making eye contact and I stood, leaning against the door of the car with a smile.
I felt that I needed to wish him good luck. I walked over to the property line and motioned him to come over. Slowly he made his way to me. "So, look man, I'm sorry." He started before I cut him off. "Fuck you." I said with a smile, "Cindy is going to be known as a slut now by the soccer moms because of you, and you are going to be in a shit hole working a job you said you would never take. If I even hear of you contacting her.... Well, I forgot to tell you earlier. A year back, I paid someone to keep quiet about a girl you were fucking. Dana I think her name was." His eyes went wide. "Turns out she was... well, you know, and her daddy and boyfriend are not really the people you want to piss off. Even come back into her life and they get your name and address."
Dave took a step back and shook his head, "Man you were suppose to be my best friend." I laughed, "And you weren't supposed to fuck my wife."
Walking into the house, Cindy met me at the door and kiss me deeply. "Promise me, that I am only your slut and you won't lend me out." She asked. "Oh, you are only mine. I just ruined a man's life because he messed with what is mine. Do you think I am going to let anyone touch you again? And get ready, what I have planned next weekend is going to be better." I promised.
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