New England Cheating Wife

This is Part 3 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 3

Him:

We stepped out of the shower and dried ourselves off. I think we were both in a bit of a state of shock over how intense things had gotten between us in the span of just a few hours. Now that our hormones were settling down, our brains were back in charge.

"Will you stay?" she asked.

"Of course," I answered, and we threw on some resort robes and grabbed a bottle of wine from the mini bar.

The evening was warm, so we open the slider and went out to her small patio that overlooked the resort's common area with fire pits, tennis courts and a few exercise stations. It was now about 9:30, and the area was fairly quiet. Occasionally a couple would walk through the area, a short cut from one end of the resort to the other.

"So," I started. "I think it's time for formal introductions. I'm Phil."

I stuck out my hand, and she grabbed it with a laugh.

"Nice to finally meet you Phil. I'm Jen."

We chatted like old friends for about 30 minutes, sipping wine and talking about our regular lives, kids, likes and dislikes etc. In addition to being sexy and knock out gorgeous, she was also smart, funny and very interesting.

Talk eventually turned to sex, and we relived the events of the day, starting with the pool. She confessed that while at first, she was pissed about my behavior, but as things progressed, she realized that she is submissive and responds to being controlled and bossed around. A nice escape from how things are at home.

Our talk made me horny again, and my dick began to harden under my robe. She saw me shuffling in my chair and my hand go under my robe.

"Open your robe," I told her.

Jen complied, untying the belt and pulling the robe open to expose her gorgeous tits.

She teased her nipples with her fingers, and my cock rose to full hardness as I watched. Untying my own robe, I exposed myself and began stroking my shaft.

Her:

I was mesmerized watching Phil stroke his big cock. I pushed my tits together and pinched my nipples, sending shockwaves to my pussy. His hand went up and down on his shaft, then stopped to massage his balls for a bit.

"More," he said, and I knew what he meant.

I stood up and dropped my robe, now fully naked and exposed on my resort patio. A young couple was walking by, holding hands and giggling, probably tipsy from the bar. But I didn't care. I was proud of my body and happy to show it off, especially since I was 2,000 miles from home and very anonymous.

They stopped to watch when they realized what was going on. I sat back down and opened my legs and began sliding my finger up and down my moistening slit, then stuck a finger inside and wiggled it around. Phil was watching intently, as were our new voyeur friends.

"Taste yourself," Phil ordered.

With a groan, I pulled my finger out and stuck it in my mouth, my tongue coming out to lick the sweet, clear juice from my fingertip while I watched the young woman watch me.

Now it was Phil who groaned, his pace increasing as he masturbated. The head of his dick was turning almost purple, and it looked like he could explode at any minute. My hand went back to my pussy and I resumed my play, trying to catch up to him so we could come together.

Phil stood and took one step toward me. Our voyeurs did the same, now just a foot off the patio and only about three feet from us. I opened my legs wider and furiously stroked my clit, juices flowing down past my asshole and sending chills all through my body.

I saw the look on Phil's face change and I knew he was about to blow.

"Spread your lips open, you dirty cunt. I'm gonna come all over your slut pussy."

I came with a groan as he said this, and spread my lips open with both hands, creating a hot, wet, pink target for him. His load blasted forth, an impressive amount considering it was his third in the last few hours. The first shot hit a square bullseye on my open hole, the second right on my clit, and I shuddered again as my orgasm ripped through me.

"Oh God," I yelled. "Oh fuck I'm coming, oh yes!!!!"

I glanced quickly at our friends, and the woman was rubbing the man's crotch as they watched us, mesmerized, and I was sure they'd be fucking like rabbits in the next few minutes.

Phil hit me with another three or four good shots, above my slit, and I was covered in his spunk from my belly button down to my asshole as his orgasm subsided, my pussy looking like a glazed donut.

Phil apparently loves donuts, because he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs. He took long licks of my skin, slurping up his cum that he had deposited there. It was highly erotic and like nothing I had experienced before. Most men want nothing to do with their own cum, but Phil sucked it up like it was his favorite treat.

When he was done, Phil stood and hovered over me, his hands on the arms of my chair as he looked down at me. I saw his mouth open, and quickly opened mine, just in time as a mouthful of cum flowed past his lips and dripped into my mouth and onto my tongue. My hand immediately went back to my clit as an after-shock orgasm hit me.

When his mouth was empty, he leaned down and kissed me, and our tongues danced as we snowballed his load.

Him:

Wow that was intense! I'd had some experience with mutual masturbation before, and exhibitionism, but with this young couple within just an arm's length, watching closely, that was wild.

I broke the kiss and looked at the couple, winked at the young man (no more than 25 years old), and helped Jen to her feet to put her robe back on. She blew them a kiss as we disappeared back into her room, laughing as we closed the door.

It was getting late, and between the alcohol and the sex, we were both a bit sleepy. We got ourselves ready for bed, then slipped under the bed covers, and within a few minutes we were asleep.

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It rare that I wake up to having my dick sucked. I am almost always the first one awake, so it surprised me to have a dream that I was getting a blowjob, and then slowly come to and realize that it was no dream. Jen was slowly and softly rolling the head of my limp cock around in her mouth, her hand cradling my balls. As I woke up and looked down at her, she softly hummed, and my cock began springing to life quickly.

She moved her mouth to my smooth, shaved balls, licking and sucking on them as she stroked my stiffening shaft. Within minutes I was fully hard, and I thought she was just going to finish the job, but she had other ideas.

Rising up and mounting me, Jen grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed it along the wet opening of her cunt.

"My pussy is really sore," she whispered, almost as if she was afraid to even mention it.

I knew what she wanted.

I pulled her face down to me whispered in her ear.

"I don't care if you're sore. You woke me up, so this is what you get."

Grabbing a hold of her hips, I thrust upward as I pulled her down on me, my cock piercing her sore, tight cunt. Jen let out a groan of pain mixed with pleasure, a sound that told me she knew exactly what she was going to get, and what she wanted.

I held onto her tightly for a few seconds as she shook and adjusted to the invasion, then I began a steady and firm thrust into her, my hands on her hips and easily able to lift her up and down in time with my own thrusts. Within seconds we had established a steady rhythm as if we had been doing it for years.

Jen's moans of pain quickly turned into cries of pleasure, and she sat up straight on me, allowing me full visual access to her gorgeous body. I watched intently as this sexy woman grinded herself on me, moving in circles, then back and forth, alternating her speeds and motions until I saw the tell tale look in her eyes.

"Come for me, slut," I said.

As her orgasm began, I grabbed her by the ass and started thrusting up into her, again bringing her up and down on my dick.

Her orgasm ripped through her as she grabbed my chest, digging her nails in and throwing her head back, a low moan escaping from deep in her throat. She shook intensely and let loose a string of profanities that would have made a sailor blush. I watched in amazement at how sexy she was.

When she finished, Jen flopped down on me and breathed heavily, catching her breath from her climax.

When she recovered, she sat back up, then got up on the balls of her feet and began to ride me in the squat position. Her yoga experience and strong legs made it easy for her, and I didn't need to give her any support. I simply put my hands behind my head and watched her use me - up and down she bounced, hands on her tits, squeezing them together and occasionally pinching her nipples.

I was as deep in her as I could possibly get in this position, and she felt it.

"Jesus I can feel your cock in my fucking stomach like this," she groaned.

"Turn around," I told her, and she spun around on me with my dick still inside of her, a genuine pro.

The view from this angle was incredible. Jen's body was exquisite, toned and hard from yoga. Her ass was a piece of art, and I watched in awe as she rode me in reverse cowgirl, leaning forward with her hands on my feet, her legs getting a workout as she squatted up and down, up and down, her ass slamming into my pelvis with each downward thrust.

"Look at me," I ordered.

Jen looked back over her shoulder at me, her eyes wild with lust, hair wet with sweat and sticking to her forehead.

"Rub your pussy and come again," I commanded.

She moved into an upright position and rubbed her clit while she bounced up and down on me. I held her ass for support, and her pace increased even more. Sweat rolled down her spine and into the crack of her sweet ass.

I soon sensed my own orgasm coming, and Jen kept up her frantic pace, bringing me to the edge just as she approached as well.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" she cried, "oh fuck I'm gonna come again, oh fuuuccckkk!""

Jen came with a howl, possibly her most intense orgasm yet. (Maybe she was a morning person like me.) I unloaded inside her at the same time, my thick cum painting her insides.

"Yes, take my cum," I hissed as my balls unleashed their contents, a substantial morning load.

I held her down, a tight grip on her hips as I filled her. She moaned as she felt my cum pumping into her.

"Oh God I can feel you throbbing. So much cum," she breathed heavily.

My hands slowly left her hips and slowly massaged her ass, which looked fantastic as she sat on me, the round, tight globes being swallowed up by my large hands. I squeezed and massaged her cheeks as we both came down from the intense ride. Her skin glistened with sweat, the result of her frantic riding over the prior fifteen or twenty minutes.

Moving my hands back to her hips, I pulled her back toward me, and she got the message, scooting herself back and planting that sloppy cream pie on my face. Her pussy was a perfect mixture of a sweet, feminine morning scent combined with my fresh cream, and I devoured her once again. I feasted on her open cunt, driving my tongue way up into her as she squeezed fresh cum onto my face.

Jen laid still for a few minutes as I cleaned her up, her head laying lazily on my thigh, just allowing me to lick and suck her cunt while she recovered from her second intense orgasm of the morning. But eventually she slowly began to rock her hips, moving her cunt back and forth across my lips and tongue.

I felt her shift her position slightly so she could access my flaccid cock with her own tongue, licking our combined fluids off of the head and around the rim. She soon shifted again and was now in a classic girl on top 69, and she sucked my cock into her mouth as it began to stiffen.

I reached forward and grabbed her head with both hands, then forced her head down as I thrust upward, my cock finding itself in a familiar position, deep in her throat. Jen convulsed as my cock head passed her gag point, but she adjusted quickly and was soon deep throating me with enthusiasm.

I gave her a good pounding, holding her head and brutally hammering her throat. This fueled my lust as I attacked her pussy, my tongue and lips working her clit as she moved frantically against me.

With a loud moan from deep in her throat that I felt reverberate through my dick, Jen came a third time, her juices coating my face as she moaned around my cock buried in her throat.

I held her down on me until her orgasm passed, then I grabbed her wet hair and pulled her head back, my cock escaping the depths of her esophagus with a loud gurgle. Grabbing her tightly, I manhandled her as I threw her onto her back, her head hitting the pillow with a thump, face and tits glistering with perspiration. I moved between her legs, which opened naturally for me, this submissive woman fully at my mercy.

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit, watching her eyes flutter each time I tapped her sensitive, over stimulated clit. Jen was a rag doll at this point, her body completely wiped out from three intense early morning orgasms.

I didn't care.

Thrusting myself fully into her, Jen's eyes rolled back in her head as she gave an exhausted moan. I moved right in for the kill. Grabbing her feet, I pulled them wide and back over her head.

"Hold your feet, fucking slut."

Jen hooked her elbows behind her knees and grabbed onto her feet, fully exposed to me in a pretzel position. Her pussy looked raw and hot, and the look in her eyes was faraway. She was not a woman now- just a set of wet holes that existed only for my use and pleasure.

I put my hand on her head, palm on her forehead and fingers reaching into her sweaty hair. Gripping her hair and holding her steady in this dominant manner, I pummeled her used cunt. Her moans and groans grew more silent as she reached a nearly catatonic state.

"You like that cunt?" I taunted her. "You like getting fucked and used like the whore you are? Fucking worthless slut, you don't deserve my cum in you."

I pulled my cock out and pointed it at her. Her eyes widened as a blast of thick cum hit her square between the eyes, and the next right on her nose. A third hit her cheek before two more found her open mouth, and I finished with a shot on her chin and several more across her neck and tits.

Jen was covered in my semen and looked hot as hell.

I leaned down to kiss her, and we shared my cum. Pulling back, I cleaned her face and fed her more cum with my finger as she let go of her feet and her legs plopped exhausted onto the bed. I licked the last remnants of cum from her chest, and we kissed one more time to exchange the final evidence of our wild sexual experience.

I finally rolled off of her, and we laid together on our backs, catching our breath. A few minutes later, Jen propped up on an elbow and leaned over to face me.

"What are the chances you ever get to Boston?" she asked with a wicked smile.

I laughed as I understood the meaning of her question, and answered, "well, they are a lot better now than they were yesterday!"

The end. Thanks for reading and thanks to a loyal reader for the inspiration. Please comment or send me a PM, I enjoy all the feedback.