Chapter 3.
The
HARD
Truth.
Kyle watched his faithful wife of almost seven years walk out of the door and slam it shut. He just sat there and stared blankly into space as an overwhelming emotional train wreck tore through his chest. But he had no one else to blame, he had made his bed, and his wife was about to fuck four young men in it.
His eyes filled with tears, and his hands shook as he slowly closed his laptop and set it on the coffee table. He wanted to believe Lori was just testing him. Making him think the worst while she stood outside hiding in a dark shadow, waiting to see if he would come after her. But deep down, he didn't believe that for a second!
Kyle went to the fridge, grabbed a beer, drank more than half on the first pull, and paced around the cabin, trying to convince himself to let it go. Reasoning that this was just the first night of the week-long hall pass he had agreed to. By the time Kyle had downed his second beer, he found himself standing in front of the sliding screen door of the deck staring out into the black moonless night.
The constant thumping of that damned music was driving him insane, and he just couldn't take it anymore. He had to know if Lori was really over there, playing
Euchre!
Kyle slipped out of the screen door and made his way behind the young men's cabin. Though he knew they would never see him in the moonless black night, or hear him over the music as he cautiously approached their deck. He was as nervous as a whore in church.
As he got closer, the interior of the cabin came into view. He saw five beer bottles and cards on the table, but no one was playing
Euchre!
Kyle took another step and stood there dumbfounded. His wife was sitting on the couch between two of the young men, topless. Kyle felt a wave of rage course through him as he watched them greedily groping and suckling her tits while Lori played with their cocks. Her legs were spread high and wide, and the smart assed young kid who had grabbed his junk when he ogled Lori that afternoon had his face buried in her pussy.
Samuel was behind the couch, bent over, passionately kissing Lori and every fiber of Kyle's being wanted to charge in, kick some ass, and drag his wife out of there. But he knew a mild-mannered accountant wouldn't stand a chance against four streetwise young men. And for the life of him, Kyle couldn't understand why his cock was so hard as he watched his wife tremble and writhe under their aggressive ministrations.
Then Lori arched up, and Kyle heard the muffled orgasmic scream she projected into Samuel's lip-locked mouth. Her body lurched and shook as the young man between her legs kept aggressively working her clit. Kyle couldn't believe his eyes as a spray of clear liquid fanned out from the young man's face with each jerk and shudder of her body. Samuel broke his lip-lock, and Lori cried out in ecstasy as each new wave of her multiple rolling orgasms tore through her.
His head was spinning, and Kyle felt like he was about to pass out or throw up as he watched his wife experiencing what was, no doubt, the first multiple and most intense orgasms of her life. He stumbled back a step, doubled over, and braced his hands on his knees. Kyle gasped for air as he tried to stave off the urge to puke while at the same time trying to wrap his head around the fact that it felt like his throbbing cock was about to cum, in his pants.
After his urge to puke and cum in his pants started to fade, Kyle caught his breath and looked up to see the young man who had been eating his wife's pussy, lift Lori from the couch. Kyle watched his wife pull the young man's head down for a kiss, but then he could hardly believe his eyes as she cleaned her juices off his face like she was licking a big ice cream cone.
Then Lori and the young man fell into a passionate tongue-tangling kiss while Samuel and his buddies gathered around them, dropped their shorts, and stroked their hard cocks. After a moment, Samuel patted the young man's shoulder as if to say, time to share. They reluctantly broke their kiss as the young man put his hands on her shoulders and squeezed with a small but obvious nod of his head. Then he pushed Lori to her knees, and Kyle saw a big smile spread across his wife's face as she looked around at their hard cocks.
The young smart ass pulled down his shorts, and his hard cock sprang out. Lori batted her big green eyes up at him as he grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her eager open mouth. Kyle watched his wife grab and stroke the hard cocks to her left and right as she let that kid fuck her throat, balls-deep, until Samuel grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head back off the young man's cock.
Then Samuel shoved his cock down her throat and held her nose buried in his pubic hair as he slapped the back of her head until he felt Lori gag and retch. Samuel let go of her hair, and Lori came up gasping and spluttering drool down her chin. Before she even caught her breath, the next guy grabbed her head and started to selfishly fuck her face as Lori grabbed the two closest cocks and wildly stroked them.
Kyle watched his wife choke and gag without protest as the young men passed her around like a party favor. Her eyes watered and smeared her make-up down her face as drool ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits.
Kyle was beginning to feel like the one who had been cheated. If Lori wanted to suck cock like a slut and be used like a whore, why didn't she tell him, her husband? The one and
only
person in the world that his wife is supposed to share her innermost desires with.
Despite his raging hard-on, Kyle just felt sick and hopeless and had seen enough. But then Samuel peeled off his wife-beater, sat on the couch in front of Lori, and Kyle just couldn't look away as he gently wiped the drool and smeared make-up off her face. Then Samuel leaned in close and whispered something in her ear. Lori nodded enthusiastically, turned, got on her hands and knees, arched her back, and wiggled her ass at Samuel.
Kyle watched Samuel drop to his knees, grab her hips, and drive his cock home with one hard thrust. "
Fuck yesssssss!"
Lori hissed as Samuel held his cock buried deep in her cunt. Then he snatched her ponytail, smacked her ass hard, and began to fuck Lori with gusto.
He wanted to walk away, but Kyle's feet seemed frozen in place as he watched one of the other men kneel in front of Lori and feed his cock deep into her eager mouth. The two men found an alternating rhythm, shoving their cocks in balls-deep with every stroke as they spit-roasted his wife. Kyle could tell Lori was in seventh heaven as her whole body began to tremble with her building orgasm.
Then Kyle heard her orgasmic screams escaping from around the cock fucking her face as her spasming pussy and throat muscles drove the two men to pound Lori harder and harder until they simultaneously filled his wife with their bareback cocks.
Kyle felt tears begin to sting his eyes and run down his face as the other two hot young studs stepped in to take over. His feet finally broke free, and Kyle shuffled back to the cabin, knowing for Lori there was no turning back now, and that she would have that 'fifteen-twenty' number prodding her on all week. Kyle grabbed another beer, then grabbed his laptop and looked up an old buddy from college. Kyle had a plan to even the score,
in Lori's mind,
and get this out of her system once and for all.
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