Well, it's been a little over three years since I've been incarcerated. My wife, Lynne has been living with a 75 year old black man since her freedom from the man I killed, who had taken her down the road to her whoring life, not unwanted on her part though.
Lynne still comes and visits me at least once a week, and informs me how her life is going, including detailed narratives of her life with Johnny and her insatiable desire to swallow cum.
It seems that she and Johnny have been getting along well, although, seem she has been getting cravings for the feeling of new cocks in her mouth, pussy and of course that area she tried for the first time when we started all of this. She definitely found out that she enjoyed being fucked in the ass, as long as the men would cum in her mouth when they were ready.
Last week she came to see me and told me the following story.
Seems that Johnny had to go to Atlanta to a funeral of an old friend, and that Lynne had time to waste. She spent the day he left sitting in the house, drinking and feeling sorry for herself because she was alone. She hadn't gone with him because she doesn't like funerals and didn't want to spend the time sitting at a motel waiting for him.
As the day went on it seems that the wine began to get her sexual feelings to burn more and more. She thought about the cocks she had felt in her mouth and her pussy started to burn. She decided that she would go out to a lounge that evening, so she showered, paying special attention to her pussy, as she stood under the water, her hand spent a little too much time fingering her clit and making sure her asshole was squeaky clean. She cleaned her dental plate, and brushed her teeth and tongue feeling the taste buds come alive. She looked in the mirror, stuck out her tongue and looked at the stud that had made so many men happy. She thought how nice it would be to make someone happy tonight and smiled. She fixed her hair, put on her make up, dressed in a black mini skirt and a sheer black blouse. When she looked in the mirror she could see in the light that her breast shown and her nipples pressed against the blouse. She slipped on a pair of black thong panties and left the house.
When she got in her car, she slid into the seat and her skirt rode even further up her thighs and she got excited. She hadn't been out alone like this since she was a teenager and at 38 she seemed to be reborn. As she rode, she thought of me, and also of Johnny, but she knew that night she would make another man happy and her inner soul opened and she grew giddy.
She decided to stop at the Desoto Hilton, they had a bar, and she could stop and get a drink and if nothing was going on she would find somewhere else to go. When she walked into the hotel, she remembered that this was the first place where she had had sex with someone other than her husband, and the first place she had been fucked in the ass, her panties moistened. She looked around the bar and saw only a few people, a couple, two guys sitting at a table off to the right and two black well dressed men sitting at the bar. She decided to sit at the bar, beside the two black men.
When she sat down, the bartender asked what she wanted and she told him that she would like a shooter, "Sex on the beach", the bartender and the two guys at the bar looked at her and smiled. The man closest to her told her that he would love to have Sex on the beach with her, and Lynne smiled and told him that they didn't have to go to the beach. The bartender brought the shooter and Lynne downed it and turned in her stool so she was facing the man, who introduced himself as Malcom and his friend as Jerry. She told them her name and Malcom asked if she would like to dance, Lynne told him yes, and slid off her stool and they went to the dance floor. It was a slow dance and she made sure she rubbed her tits and ground her cunt against him as they danced, he cupped her ass as they danced and she could feel his cock pressing against her. She looked into his eyes and smiled, she said "You must be happy to meet me from the way that lump in my belly feels." He leaned down and kissed her and their tongues danced between them.
The music ended and Malcom walked Lynne back to the bar. She lifted her ass up to the bar stool, and turned to face Jerry, her legs slightly spread, and she knew he could see her panties. She dropped her hand down between her legs and let it rest on her upper thigh as she looked at him. Jerry looked at and then back at Lynne, not even bothering to hide the fact he was looking at her tits and her slightly spread legs. The music started to play and Jerry asked Lynne to dance and she said "Sure, I'd love to!" and took his hand and they went to the dance floor. He held her close, and took her ass cheeks in his hands and ground his cock into her body as he groaned. She said "Jerry, you must be as happy as Malcom was to see me, both of you have rubbed your hard cocks into my body. Have you got a room here, or do we have to get one? I want to get fucked tonight."
Jerry asked her if she wanted him to get rid of Malcom, and she said "No sir, I want you both" and they walked back to the bar and Lynne excused herself to go to the little girls room.