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Brooke asked if she could go out Friday night to meet her friend Cindy. I've never met Cindy however, I knew of her.
I've always said it's the crazy ones that were the best lays. My wife Brooke is no exception to that rule. That being said, you can surmise that my wife is a bit on the crazy side. I'm not talking crazy adventurous, I'm talking jacket, with really long sleeves, that can be tied in back crazy.
When I first met Brooke, she was un-medicated; she was also great in the sack. Brooke would do anything I asked of her. I introduced her to her body. She had no idea that you could directly stimulate the clitoris or what one was for that matter. Brooke had never had an orgasm before meeting me. It took about 3 months of fucking her to get her to the point of orgasm. She enjoyed sex, her pussy would get wet. However, she couldn't let herself go beyond that point. Then, one day I was fucking her doggy style in the La Quinta in Jacksonville, Florida. Our company had closed early for a holiday or moving offices or some such event. That left me with enough time to meet Brooke at the La Quinta for some afternoon fucking. You see, I was still married to my soon to be ex-wife, and Brooke was married as well.
So there we are, doggy style, I'm drilling her for everything I'm worth. All of a sudden, Brooke announces that she's going to cum. This being a surprise, I double timed it, grabbing her shoulders, trying to split her in two. When she did cum, it was such an emotional event for her, she literally broke down into a weeping fit. Now, I've seen a lot of orgasms in my day, I'd never seen one like this before. She clung to me until she composed herself and explained that she'd never felt anything like that in her life. I was the king!
Having gotten over that hump, I introduced Brooke to a whole new world of sexuality. I was the first one to fuck her tight ass. I introduced her to fooling around with girls and getting fucked by more than one cock at the same time. Brooke was insatiable and took in everything new like a good student.
All was going well for us until the little things started to make themselves known. She would occasionally burst into a tirade of this or that, none of which were of any consequence. Similar to the orgasms, once the first one started, the outbursts and tirades grew more frequent and severe. It finally came to a head one day when I was getting ready to leave to take a new job. Brooke was staying behind to sell the house. She would meet me at our new city when the transaction completed. Brooke flew into a tirade about me being on my own, fucking other woman and leaving her behind.
As I am never one to back down from a fight, especially about something that's imaginary, I matched her emotional tirade in intensity and duration. Our arguments always ended with her apologizing and either sucking my cock or fucking me to show me she was sorry. After Brooke serviced me for her latest outburst, I informed her that if she didn't seek out some professional help, we were done.
So, off I go to the new city, leaving behind Brooke to get some professional help. As it turned out, Brooke has a massive case of depression and was plagued with all sorts of demons from her past, including but not limited to, being molested by her step-father when she was growing up. I would later use this to my advantage in getting her to call me "Daddy" when I fucked her. That story however is for another day.
So, Brooke finds herself a doctor and begins a medication regimen which seemed to get her back on track toward normal. The house sells and Brooke comes out to meet me in our new city. From here, life goes on for both of us. Brooke finds a job, continues her medication and I continue to train her to serve me in any sexual capacity. Brooke was an excellent student.
Unfortunately, these medications have a tendency to wear off, become less effective, etc. Bottom line, they constantly had to be adjusted, all which took time. Occasionally, these adjustments could have adverse effects, causing the head twisting, bed elevating, crazy Brooke to manifest herself.
During one of these periods, Brooke got so bad that she had to undergo some intense therapy. During these "group sessions", Brooke met Cindy. I had never met Cindy but, from what I could tell, she was as funny as a $3 bill. I don't think she was very bright either. The last I heard, she'd moved in with some other girl as a platonic roommate, not knowing that this other girl was a raging lesbian. After she had moved in, the lesbian got possessive of Cindy and the relationship actually turned abusive. Since Cindy was between jobs, her options were limited on extricating herself from her situation.
I would hear about this nonsense through Brooke and just shake my head and wonder. How people got themselves into this situation, I really couldn't understand.
Anyway, Brooke cleared her dinner with Cindy through me and plans were made. Brooke did not have a lot of friends and rarely went out without me. Having introduced Brooke to sex with other women, I could easily envision the two crazy girls having an emotional moment and one thing leading to another. I had no issue if this were the case. I simply asked that Brooke record any such session so that I could watch it on her return.
So, Friday night arrives, I have kiddo duty and I instruct my wife on the use of the newest HD digital camera, just in case. Brooke is under no restrictions as to what she can do for the evening, simply to have fun and be safe. 8:00 rolls around and Brooke heads out for the evening.
I feed the kids, bathe everyone and get them to bed at their designated times. It's now 9:00 and I have nothing to do but wait. I jump in the hot tub for a while and watch my favorite lesbian porno, imagining what could be going on as I wait. My cock is rock hard however, I resist the urge to rub one out as I want to save it for Brooke. I recall asking Brooke if Cindy was attractive and she was somewhat elusive in her response. Brooke, for her part is a knock out. She's 5'3", 125 lbs with flaming red hair and G sized tits. They are massive melons; and while they still sit high on her chest, given her age and their sheer girth, they are starting to show some signs of sagging. When you're blessed with a huge natural rack, you have to take the good with the bad. The tits are real, the hair is from a bottle. At my instruction, Brooke keeps her pussy freshly saved, ensuring that it is baby smooth in the morning and again at night.
When she's getting fucked, Brooke loves to have her nipples pulled on and twisted, almost to a freakish level. I swear, I've pulled her nipples a full 6 inches off her chest and while she cries out in pain, her pussy immediately gushes and she comes. The crazy ones tend to like things to the extreme.
When Brooke left, she assured me that nothing was going to happen. I of course, was hoping differently. That fact that she took the camera and tripod with her gave me a ray of hope.
At 11:00 I checked Google Latitude one more time to find out that Brooke was not at the restaurant anymore and was in an area of town known to have clusters of motels. Things were definitely looking up. I turned out the lights and went to bed.
Around 2:30 a.m., I was awakened by a car door. A quick check of our surveillance cameras revealed that Brooke was coming in the back door rather than using the garage door. She had the presence of mind to try and not wake the kids.
Brooke came into the bedroom, trying to be quite, thinking that I was sleeping. For my part, I simply laid still, waiting for her to come to bed. Given the hour, Brooke slipped off her clothes and slid in to bed.
Brooke did not know I was awake until she slid her ass back up to me and felt my raging hard on. "Were you waiting for me", she asked?
"Actually, I did get some rest however, the minute I heard you come it, my cock got rock hard. Given the hour, I believe you have some explaining to do." I slid my right had around her shoulders and firmly grasped her right nipple. I was not easy with it, nor was I rough. I wanted to make sure she knew what was coming if she wasn't forthcoming. I slid me left had down her stomach, across her smooth mound and easily slid into her moist folds.
"It would appear she's had some activity this evening. Care to tell me about it", as I increased the pressure on her nipple and her clit simultaneously.
"Daddy, I've been very, very bad", Brooke said using the little girl voice that she knew turned me on. "I didn't plan on doing anything with her but, we were having dinner, we'd had a few cocktails and Cindy was telling me how terrible she's got it with her new roommate. Cindy had tears in her eyes when she was telling me how abusive this dike that she moved in with is to her. Cindy told me that the dike hits her, calls her a whore and is generally ugly with her every time Cindy comes home. She showed me the bruises on her arms where the dike grabbed her and shoved her around."
"And this has what to do with your wet pussy", I inquired? I moved my right had across her massive chest and found her left nipple. As I was asking, I viciously twisted it.