The Hot Wife Chronicles A Series.
Part one:
Bases Loaded With Bulls.
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Author's Note: Everyone in this story is a figment of my imagination and even in my head as they get fucked, they are eighteen or much older. I've mentioned this before but my characters drive the story, their thoughts, words take the story where it goes. I try to evoke great writer's approach like Faulkner, Kerouac, Kesey and Hunter S. Thompson. I have no pretense as to my success. I detest anonymous trolls and block them. Named jerks are gone too. This story touches on aspects of Incest, Loving wives, lesbian sex, interracial sex. Not your thing move on. Save us all some grief.
It was late in December on campus, the young married wife knew her husband was waiting in the student union building cafeteria one floor below, she was getting the four tickets for the Rose Bowl, the Huskies were playing Michigan a week later.
She was the personal secretary for the student president of the student body (asuw).
The president Jabulani was from Soweto in South Africa. He was thirty years old a chemical engineer student who was six foot seven inches tall and weighed approximately one hundred and sixty five pounds.
Johanna was five foot two and weighed one hundred and thirty pounds with perky little B-Cup titties and she was gorgeous, like Valerie Bertinelli but with a better body.
Johanna couldn't remember Jabulani's last name. She was bent over his desk and his improbably long dick plunged in and out of her sloppy cunt. The sound of him fucking her sounded like a toilet plunger hard at work in a work in a clogged toilet.
She was a little worried that she might be impregnated by him, but that turned into an expressed desire as she turned her head over her left shoulder and said to him, "I want all your babies."
Jabulani was a member of the Zulu tribe and had nine wives, three inherited from his dead older brother and he had twenty seven children already. He smiled at Johanna and picked up his pace and she had one massive orgasm every few minutes until deeply in her womb he filled her up with cum making her briefly pass out with her last orgasm.
Within seconds she awoke and was barely able to crawl off the desk and fell to her knees and began worshiping his dick with her lips and tongue and mouth. She pulled his dick up against his rock hard abs and softly licked his baseball sized balls.
He moaned as she persisted in her devotion to her lover. She had discovered weeks before that she had no gag reflex and she was able to deep throat him (the term face fuck was not in the lexicon for sluts yet) and so again she took his dick deep into her throat and it bottomed out against her esophagus and ropes and ribbons of cum filled up her tummy.
He softly said, "Get dressed Johanna."
She pulled up her pink undies and bell bottomed dungarees. She was wearing corky wedge sandals. She eschewed make up as she did not believe she needed it. She was right.
Jabulani handed her the four tickets and she said, "I'm deeply in love with you will give you babies. Please take me."
Just then her husband Teddy was outside his office and she said, "Teddy this is Jabulani, who I work for, " Teddy was surprised at how that construct went, shouldn't she have introduced him to me.
Jabulani saw that recognition in Teddy's face as Teddy extended his hand to shake his hand. Teddy had big hands and engulfed Jabulani's hand and shook it firmly. Jabulani realized Teddy was a powerful, intelligent man, but not a jerk.
Teddy said, "Thank you for the tickets, we really appreciate it."
Jabulani asked, "So Teddy what are you studying and when will you graduate?"
Teddy responded, "My major is economics and I have a minor in Slavic literature, "in a quiet voice and then continued, "I will graduate in June. I'm on the GI-Bill and I will have done so in two years."