His hands weren't shaking anymore. His breathing steady but deep and hypnotic. He wasn't scared anymore; he was something else. James felt himself consumed with an almost white hot desire burning from deep within his being. It had almost complete control of him now and James didn't care anymore.
When James was a teenager, after graduating high school, he married Joan, his high school sweet heart. They had a good relationship and it had been since it begun. Neither of them took it too seriously in the beginning. They were both just looking for someone to hang out with and do a little fooling around. As time went on their relationship grew stronger and more intense until there was no one else visible to them but each other.
Joan was beautiful but not really in a tradition beauty queen sort of way. She had an alternative kind of attraction about her. She was short around 5'1" tall about 115 lbs with a very athletic build. She had bright green eyes with long light brown hair that she kept blonde highlights in. Joan had a really nice figure with an even better personality that everyone loved.
James was a really good match as far as the muscular build and great personality but stood at 6'1" which caused him to tower over Joan. It was one of the things that first attracted Joan to him in the first place. James had a strong jawline and light blue eyes almost grey to go with his sandy blonde hair.
Together they were a really good match. In high school he was mvp of the baseball team while she was captain of the cheerleading squad. They both loved sports but what they enjoyed most of all was partying and exploring each other's bodies. They had no limits or inhibitions, but being new to sex little experimentation took place. They usually would go out and get wasted and end up fucking in his pickup or on a friends bed. Occasionally one of Joan's girlfriends would walk in and join in.
Life went on like this for a while on into their marriage, but like most marriages, the fire kind of simmered down and routine kicked in and took hold. Joan and James got busy with their careers and friends. Their attention and emotions were spread thin and scattered in all direction all the time. So, by the time they were together in the evening time, exhaustion prevented them from connecting in any kind of meaningful way. After years of neglect and loneliness James confronted Joan one evening.
"Are you happy?" he said.
Joan replied, "Happy with what?"
"Our marriage, life, in general, I mean are you happy at how we turned out," James said.
Joan was kind of taken back because it had been some time since he had shown any real emotion and stood silent in her shock for a moment. "I love you if that's what you're asking," she said.
"No, I mean ..." James started to say when Joan cut him off.
"I know what you mean James." "We were so hot for each other when we first got together but now we hardly ever have sex."
James said "I would like for us to have it more often." "I always want to, but it's like you never have time for me or you're tired." "You just never really seem to be too interested."
Joan's demeanor seemed to change right before James.
"What?" He said as she seemed to look right through him.
"When I said we hardly ever have sex, I meant with each other," she said. "There's several college interns at work that I have been fooling around with."
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" James blurted out. "What do you mean fooling around?"
It started off with me giving a blow job here and there, and you know how guys are they started talking and found out that I was blowing all of them. So a couple of them came together and pretty much forced me to blow both of them at the same time. Well, I wouldn't say forced. They didn't have to try all that hard. Next thing I know there are two more guys in there and I am riding the biggest dick I have ever seen while the other guy is fucking my face. Variations of this happen probably at least twice a week. It would happen more but these guys are gentlemen and give me a couple of days or so to recover from the tremendous fucking they administer. Last week I passed out while one of them was fucking my throat and I woke up being double penetrated. I have never had such pleas...
James couldn't believe what he was hearing. His sweet wife was standing in front of him telling him about guys repeatedly using her as a fuck doll as if he is one of her girlfriends she dishing to. "It like she doesn't see anything wrong with it at all," he thought to himself. "When did all this start and why?" He asked.
Joan had never stopped talking until he asked this and it was as if she suddenly came out of a trance.
"I am so sorry James" she said as she began to cry. " I have been wanting to tell you. I didn't mean to say all that I said but as soon as I started thinking about sex something came over me and it was like I was there with those guys all over again. I don't know what has been happening to me but all at once I lose control of my mind and body like I am possessed or something. It has been going on for a while now. It started the day after I went with my cousin to that sex toy party. Now every time I see another man, all I can think about it how big his cock must be and what it tastes like. I immediately get wet just thinking about it.
He noticed that her eyes filled with passion and desire. He could almost feel the sexual energy that she was giving off. It was like electricity in the air. He felt himself growing hard in his pants.
"Fuck me James!" Joan said as she pushed her body against his shoving him back against the wall. "I want your cock inside me NOW!"
James pushed her back as he tried to free himself from being pinned to the wall. "Hell no, go fuck yourself," he said still suffering from the sting of her confessions.
Joan pushing him back against the wall with strength James had never encountered this kind of strength from her before. She said "I will fuck you and you are going to please me!" She grabbed his stiffening member through his pants while holding him against the wall with the other. She gave it a squeeze and began unfastening his button and unzipping him until his now rock hard 8 inch cock reported from inside. "Very nice," she said taking him in her warm hand and stroking him softly.
Joan released him from being pinned on the wall and James tried to slide against the wall away from her, but as soon as she bent down and took him into her mouth, his body froze. He tried to moved but his muscles would not cooperate. She took his cock all the way in her mouth and into her throat instantly. She very quickly was bobbing her head on his dick. She had given him many blow jobs over the years but nothing like this. It was amazing. The longer she sucked him the closer he got to cumming and the closer he got the more the room seemed to close in around him. His vision was narrowing and darkness was encircling them both. He wasn't sure what was happening but he did know that there was nothing he could do about it. She stopped sucking his dick and turned around backing her ass onto his saliva covered cock. She shoved her ass firmly back against him plunging his cock inside until his balls were resting against her dripping pussy. Wasting no time she began rocking her body into him. Frozen James stood there while his wife expertly fucked herself onto his throbbing cock. He was going to cum any second. Then suddenly as he felt his balls begin to empty his seed into her ass, everything went completely dark. Not like the lights went, but like James was transported to a place where light has never existed.
