New England Cheating Wife

This is Part 2 of Story # 45 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey.

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Author's Note - trying something different here - writing from alternating perspectives. Hope it works for you.

Part 2

Her:

"Oh my God, what just happened?" I thought.

I was beside myself with lust. I was just face fucked in a public bar by a stranger, with a dozen people looking on and witnessing this vulgar display of sexual indulgence. And then that kiss!! Holy shit, my pussy was soaking wet, my fluids practically dripping onto the floor through my panties under my light sundress.

I helped him pull up his shorts, then watched as he threw some money on the bar and grabbed my hand.

"Your room," he said. Not a question, an order.

I was in no position to argue, nor did I want to.

I'd never been happier in my life to have a first-floor room. I practically ran down the hall with him one step behind me, my braless tits bouncing as I hustled down the corridor. I swiped my key and pushed the door open, and he was hot on my heels. As soon as the door slammed, he was on me.

Grabbing my shoulders, he spun me around to face him. His hands went to the collar of my dress, and in one sudden motion, he ripped it down the center, leaving it to fall in pieces to the floor at my feet.

I gasped at the suddenness and violence of this act, and for one second, I briefly feared for my safety as I realized I was alone for the first time with this guy whose name I didn't even know. And I was naked, save for my tiny thong underwear, in front of a man other than my husband for the first time in decades.

My fears quickly subsided, however, as I recognized the look of supreme lust on his face. He meant me no harm, but I knew I was about to be manhandled.

Sure enough, he spun me back around and pushed me forward, bent over the bed. He gently stroked my ass for a second, and then pulled his hand back and delivered a hard blow across my white ass cheeks.

SMACK reverberated through the room, followed quickly by another, then several more.

I groaned loudly as he spanked me, but my cries were soon muffled as he easily ripped my thongs from my body, shoving the tattered material into my mouth.

"Shut up, cunt," he said. "Taste your wet pussy while I taste it too."

My panties were indeed soaked, evidence of how turned on I was getting my face fucked a few moments earlier. God, I tasted good. And this man was about to enjoy that taste which had been kept hidden for too many years now.

He knelt behind me, again massaging my sore globes, a finger then sliding along the wet lips of my pussy. He spread my cheeks open with his strong hands and buried his nose in my ass and his tongue in my cunt.

"Oh God!" I moaned through the wadded up thong in my mouth, an orgasm ripping through me.

A hand came up and pushed me further down onto the bed, now laying flat with my chest against the bed spread. This caused my ass to raise up and my cheeks to open naturally on their own, and I spread my feet apart a bit to allow him even greater access.

He devoured me. His tongue worked magic on my open, wet cunt. In and out, round and round, playing a masterpiece on my womanhood like no one had before. He brought me to the edge again several times, backing off just as I was about to peak, fingering me for minute while I came down, then back again with his tongue, bringing me closer and closer each time.

Finally, I shoved my ass back at him and begged for release.

"Please Oh God, please, make me come," I pleaded through the wet panties in my mouth.

To my relief, he forced two fingers into me and tongued my asshole, causing me to reach the apex and flood his face with my sweet pussy juice as I came a second time.

"Oh fuuuccckkk!" I screamed, the thong falling from my mouth as my cries echoed through the room and probably down the hall as well. It was the most intense orgasm I had had in many, many years.

As I came down, I collapsed back onto the bed, my hair and face wet with sweat. I tried to catch my breath, and heard his zipper open and his shorts hit the floor. I looked back over my shoulder to see him removing his shirt, and he now stood naked behind me. His cock, probably the biggest I'd ever seen and much bigger than my husband's, was impossibly hard and looking like it was ready to split me in half.

I couldn't wait!

Him:

The look in this sexy woman's eyes as she scanned me up and down, finally stopping to focus between my legs, was priceless. Part hunger, part fear, part impatience. Sweat dripped from her nose as she cooled down from the thorough pussy and ass eating I had given her, and her hips wiggled slightly in anticipation of what was to come, the culmination of the last several hours spent teasing each other in public.

I stepped up and began to rub my hard cock up and down in the crack of her luscious ass. She continued to look at me as I did so, her gaze shifting back and forth from the action between her cheeks to my eyes.

Finally, I said to her, "What are you?"

She played along perfectly, as I knew she would.

"A slut, oh God I'm such a slut. I need your cock in me. Please fuck me, just use me like a whore, please."

Then she said the thing I love to hear the most: "just go slow at first. It's been like 5 years and your dick is really big."

I smiled, outwardly and inwardly. It was almost too easy.

Rubbing the head of my dick up and down along her slit, I said, "of course baby."

Then I rammed the entire length of my cock into her in one forceful motion.

Her scream could've woken the dead. I pushed her face into the bed to muffle the noise as I plowed into her.

"You don't call the shots, cunt," I scolded her.

I had plenty of stamina since I had just come in her mouth at the bar, so I was merciless in my assault. I hammered her for 15 or 20 minutes, alternating between shoving her face into the bed, slapping her ass and pulling her hair. She took it all like a champ, occasionally moaning "fuck me, use me" into the bed.

At one point I yanked her head back by her sweaty hair and forced her to look at me.

Her eyes had a faraway, lost look, like she wasn't even there. Her body was present and responding to the violent fucking I was giving her, but her mind appeared to be in state of mush due to the brutal pounding she was getting. Her eyes met mine as my battering on her tight cunt continued, over and over and over.

I let go of her hair and she flopped forward on the bed, breathing heavy and sucking for air. I was able to get one foot on the bed, which I then planted on the side of her face, shoving her down more.

Finally, I slowed my pace and settled into a slower, steady thrust in and out. I dropped a dollop of spit down onto her little rosebud asshole and slowly played with it with my thumb.

She woke from her trance and began moving her hips in small circles, pushing back slightly to encourage the tip of my thumb to enter her. She had a gorgeous, tight ass, and her white, northern skin was slightly sunburned from too much time in the sun earlier in the day.

I noticed a tube of aloe on her nightstand that she must have used to care for her skin earlier, and now it was going to be put to a different use.

I withdrew from her to fetch the lotion, and she let out a light groan of frustration as her cavities both became empty.

"Get on the bed," I ordered her. "Face down, ass up."

I watched as she scooted her tight, hot body fully onto the bed, chest flat on the bed, knees bent and open, that fine ass exposed and inviting. Now with the lotion in hand, I climbed up behind her and squirted a few drops onto her ass cheeks, then slowly rubbed the globes that had been abused by my smacking hands. Slowly I reached into her crack and finally back to her cute little asshole.

Now lubed up, my thumb slipped in easily, and I wiggled it inside of her when I reached full penetration.

Her:

Oh God, this guy just destroyed my pussy and he was now intent on fucking my ass. I hadn't had anal sex since college 25 years before. My husband wasn't into it and so it was not anything that we ever did. Even his thumb felt amazing, the first time my ass had been penetrated with anything in all those years.

I wasn't going to fight him on it, not that I even wanted to. For one, my pussy needed the break. For two, there was no way he would have let me tell him what to do and what not to do, that was clear.

But really, I wanted it. My sexual desires were reawakened after being stagnant for years, and now that I had given myself to this man, I wanted him to take whatever he wanted. He could fuck my ears for all I cared.

I felt him remove his thumb from me, immediately replaced by the big mushroom-shaped head of his dick. He leaned forward and put his hands on my shoulder blades, holding me down and taking all power from me. I hoped he didn't shove the whole thing into me like he did my cunt, but in this position, there wasn't much I could do about it.

"You want my cock in your ass?" He asked me in a low whisper.

I grunted my answer as best I could, "God yes, please. Fuck my ass."

He pushed forward and the head of his dick popped into me. I groaned in slight pain, but I adjusted quickly, and a minute later I begged for more.

"More, please. Fuck me," I begged.

His next thrust sent about half of his dick into me, and my cries were louder as he pierced me. Not waiting for further begging, he pulled back and buried his full length into me. I guessed him to be about 8 inches, and he was further into me than anyone had even been. I wasn't going to walk right for a week, and I didn't care!!

Him:

Once I was buried fully into her ass, I began a steady rhythm, sawing in and out of her. That ass was so fine, and watching her red cheeks bounce against my abdomen as she thrust back to meet my strokes soon got the better of me.

I repositioned myself so that my knees were up further, like I was practically sitting on her. I removed my hands from her shoulders and reached forward with one hand, grabbing her head on the top and holding her steady while I pummeled her. She snuck a hand down between her legs and began fingering herself as I fucked her.

As my orgasm approached, I gripped her hair and tugged it, causing her head to turn and look back at me. Her mouth was open in a silent moan, so I opened my mouth and allowed some saliva to drip out of my mouth and into hers.

When my spit hit her tongue, her moan was so deep and guttural that I felt it roll down through her whole body, and she shook in orgasm just as my cum rocketed out of my body, deep into her bowels. Still looking at each other as we came together, I strengthened my grip on her head and leaned down toward her, our mouths mashing together in a hot, erotic tongue dance.

I collapsed on top of her and we lay still for a few minutes, catching our breath from an intense mutual orgasm. My cock eventually softened, and it fell out of her with a wet plop. I sat back to watch my cum flow out of her used hole until it closed up, trapping the rest inside. Scooping up some cum from the bed, I smeared it on her face, across her forehead, cheeks, nose and lips, marking her as my cum slut.

Her:

I'd never had such an intense experience. I completely let myself be used and dominated by this stranger, submitting to him and letting him own me.

With his cum smeared and drying on my face, he stood up and offered me his hand. We walked slowly to the bathroom.

"Start the shower" he said.

Dutifully I turned on the water, and when it was warm, he stepped in and beckoned me to join him. I stepped in as well, and he turned me to face him, then leaned in and gave me another sensuous kiss. Then with his hands on my shoulders, he pushed me to my knees and handed me a washcloth.

Slowly and lovingly I washed him, cleaning his long shaft, soft head and rim, and lifting his cock to cleanse his balls. When I was finished, I looked up for instructions as to my next move.

To my surprise, he grabbed his cock with his right hand and pointed it at me.

I was a bit shocked- this was nothing I had ever done or even considered. But I was not in charge, and a second later, hot piss flowed out of him, striking me first in the forehead, then all over my face as he washed away the dried cum from earlier.

He finished on my tits, then helped me to my feet, soaped up a clean washcloth and proceeded to wash my face and my chest.

My heart was racing so fast. It was an exhilarating experience and I was completely at this man's mercy. Since I had arrived in Florida, I was finger fucked in the pool, face fucked in the bar, had my pussy and ass fucked on my bed, and now pissed on in the shower. And I'd only been here six hours!

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