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2021 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author.
Authors Note:
This story takes place in an alternate reality, where there are no STDs, no AID's and sex is a joyful and happy experience. This story depicts sex between a wife and several men that are not her husband. If that is not your cup of tea, then why read it, move on.
Also, you should probably read the first installment of Susan's Secret to understand what is going on in this one.
- Susan's Secret Ch. 02 -
Mark Radcliff walked into his house after a long hard day at work. He went to the refrigerator, opened the door, and grabbed a bottle of beer from the top shelf. His favorite beer was a dark amber brew that cost a little more than the named brands but satisfied his thirst with great taste. As he popped the cap off with the opener on the counter, his beautiful wife, Susan, walked into the kitchen. As he tipped the beer up to take a drink, Susan stood close to him. Mark almost choked on his beer as her hand caressed his flaccid cock. He groaned at the feel of her warm hand, gulping down the beer in his mouth.
"Well, hello there," Mark said, smiling at his lovely wife.
"Hello how was your day?" she asked, still caressing him.
"Really boring until I got home," he told her, staring into her lovely brown eyes.
"And now?"
"Well, now my day has finally become very interesting..."
"And hard too," Susan said, giggling as she squeezed him.
"Indeed. And to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" Marked asked.
"Do you remember last weekend at your alumni booster dinner?"
"I do," Mark replied, his cock suddenly pulsing.
"I see you do. Well, I do too. The entire day I have run that night through my mind..."
"And?"
"I am so hot right now," Susan said, squeezing Mark's manhood hard.
"Oh, I see," said Mark, standing on tiptoes back against the counter, Susan pressing against his chest.
"Kiss me," Susan ordered.
Mark set his beer on the counter behind him and took Susan in his arms and kissed her hard. Her passion rose as his tongue probed between her lips. When they opened, her breath exploded from her lungs. Marks's tongue was dueling with hers in her mouth. Her hand was pulling frantically on Marks's hardness. Mark's hands slipped down to rest on Susan's ass, squeezing her against him.
Susan moved his hardness against herself. Her legs spread to allow the tip of his hard cock to brush her puffy pussy lips. She moaned deeply pressing him to her sex. Mark moved one hand to her chest to explore her heavy breasts. They were just the right size for her and him. He liked the shape of them. Hard pointy nipples on a soft yet firm rounded mound of flesh that fit nicely into his hand.
"Yes," she hissed at his touch of her breasts.
Susan loved it when he squeezed her breasts. He knew exactly how to do it to elicit a great moan from her chest. As he felt her up and squeezed her ass, she thought back to last weekend.
* * * *
The alumni booster dinner had been fun for both of them. The dancing had been a tremendous turn-on for Susan. She had danced with her husband several times during the night. The rest of the time, she was dancing with anyone who asked. She was sure Mark would get lucky once they got home. How lucky she didn't realize until the end of the event when two of the star basketball players from his old college took her right there on the table. That night two strangers fucked her. While one fucked her, the other fed her, his cock. Mark just sat and watched until almost the very end of the delicious night. Then he did get lucky, right there on the table, in the middle of the ballroom. Lucky fourths he called it. Then he took her home and fucked her again.
* * * *
And here they were in the kitchen getting ready to make love a scant three days after two big black cocks ravaged her. She was ready for Mark to take her. Anyway, he wanted.
Pushing her back away from him, Mark held her at arm's length and stared into her big brown eyes. She smiled at him, licked her lips, and gave his hard cock a little squeeze. Nodding, Mark picked her up and carried her to the living room. He set her down on her feet in the middle of the room and pulled her t-shirt up over her head. Her dark brown hair floated around her lovely face. Then he pushed her slacks down around her thin sexy ankles. She wore no underthings. She stood naked in the living room. The drapes were open and the darkening sky made it possible for those people outside to see inside.
Mark quickly disrobed and press his naked body to hers. They kissed, exploring each other's bodies with their hands. Mark quickly turned Susan so she was facing the big picture window and pressed his body against her back. Susan groaned as he caressed her breasts, tweaking her hard nipples. Mark leaned in and kissed her delicate neck. Susan raised her arms as if in surrender, reaching back and hugged her husband's head to her neck. She could feel his hard cock as it pressed into the crack of her ass.
Opening her eyes, she looked out the window. She wasn't surprised that the drapes were open. Although she didn't see anyone out there looking at her, she imagined all the dark windows across the street filled with men and women who now desired her. Then, directly across the street in Bob and Martha's place, a light flashed on. She could see Bob standing there, staring out his front window, just before the light went out.
"Oh god," she croaked.
"Is Bob watching?" Mark asked.
"Yes," she hissed.
"He does have a thing for you," Mark told her.
Her body gave a quick involuntary shiver at that news. Then the lamp in the living room turned on. It was on a timer. Susan shivered as an orgasm rippled through her body. Mark put his hands on her hips and drew her back against him, pressing his hard cock into the crack of her lovely ass. Susan shivered, her arms still raised, hugging her husband's head. Mark slowly dragged his fingertips up the sides of her body. Susan shook with her excitement. Mark continued up her body, across her flat taut stomach up to beautiful tits.
Taking her hard nipples between thumb and forefinger on each hand, he gently pulled them away from her body. At first, he just applied gentle pressure to keep her nipples between his fingers. Then the farther he pulled out on them the more pressure was required. Susan was shaking and shivering from the pain-pleasure she was experiencing for the very first time in her life. Mark suddenly let go of her hard nipples.
"Shit," Susan cried. "Fuck. Oh god, that felt so different."
"Did I hurt you?" Mark asked wondering.
"No, yes, but it felt good and bad at the same time. Do it again," she demanded.
Mark took hold of her nipples once more. He pulled on them, stretching them out from Susan's body. Susan whimpered with the pain-pleasure Mark was bringing her.
"More, harder," she cried out.
Mark pulled harder, squeezing her nipples hard to hold on to them. Susan cried out but didn't tell him to stop. He pulled harder, squeezing harder. Susan was shaking as her orgasm ripped through her body. Mark let go, letting her nipples snap back to her body.
"Oh fuck," she cried out shaking wildly against Mark.
"I love you," Mark whispered in her ear.
"Take me to the bedroom," she told Mark.
"No my sweet, we will be fucking right here on the couch."
"Oh god."
Susan turned in Mark's arms. She kissed him hard. She wiggled her ass, knowing that Bob and maybe Martha were watching her.
"Well fuck me then," she whispered in Mark's ear as she nipped the lobe with her teeth.
Pushing her around, Mark got her on her back on the couch. He slipped between her sweet thighs, looked down at her sexy body, and pushed his hard cock into her wet pussy. She was open and ready for him. Susan realized that Bob could no longer see all of them. Still, she went wild with passion just at the thought he was watching her getting fucked.
Mark was doing a good job of fucking her too. Her legs shot up into the air to allow him greater access to her pussy. He was pounding into her for all he was worth. She could feel his cock slam against her cervix each time he thrust into her body. She was coming over and over, as his cock plunged into her. She didn't know how long they fucked there on the couch with the drapes open, but she loved every minute. Susan had orgasm after orgasm. Towards the end, she was coming every time Mark's lovely cock slammed into her cervix.
Before this last Saturday, he or anyone else slamming into her cervix had caused her pain. Yet Saturday and now, it didn't. Then Mark was coming. He slammed into her one last time and grunted. Susan could feel his semen splash against her pussy walls. She shook with pleasure as it seeped out around his big hard cock. They lay there for what seemed like hours but was just a few seconds. Mark let his cock slip from her grasp.
"No," she groaned.
Mark collapsed on the floor beside the couch. Susan stood up, facing the window, reached down, and slammed two fingers into her pussy. When she pulled them out, she had them coated with both Mark's come as well as hers. She looked directly across the street and put them in her mouth, sucking the come off. She shook with orgasm as she imagined Bob coming all over the window in front of him. Then giggling, she dropped below the edge of the window. She was still coming like crazy, but she was laughing as she did.
* * * *
After their little exhibitionist show in the living room, Susan thought it was time for her to get back at Mark for setting her up at the booster dinner. Since Bob had already seen her naked, she thought he would be up, pun intended, for a night of fucking her senseless. As she planed the escapade, she ran through the list of Mark's friends. There were two who stood out as candidates. Carl and Flynn. Flynn was his best friend. They had gone to grade school together, on to high school, and finally to college. Flynn lived across the city, so Mark didn't get to see him often nowadays. Carl was his second-best friend. Carl was also of African-American descent. Flynn was married. Carl was not, but had a steady girlfriend. Bob had Martha.
Martha was unique. Martha dressed frumpily. Susan just knew she was a great-looking woman under all those frumpy clothes. Her face was very pretty. She also knew, from talking with her at great length over drinks one weekend that she loved sex. What Susan didn't know is how Martha felt about sex with men other than Bob. Susan knew Bob would fuck her in a New York minute if given the chance. She also knew Flynn and Carl would love to get at her too. She had to find out about Flynn's wife Carol and Carl's girlfriend Michelle. Would they want to fuck other men? She thought Carol would, but wasn't too sure about Michelle.
Now that she had decided whom, it was time to get together with the women and feel them out. She called them and invited them over for coffee on Saturday. She would make sure Mark made himself scarce for the day so the ladies could talk without the embarrassment of him overhearing them. They could all make it, although Martha wondered what it was about. Susan just told her to show up and find out. Martha giggled and said she'd be there.
* * * *
The women all showed up at the same time. Martha came running across the street when she saw the two cars pull up in front of Susan and Mark's house. She had watched Mark pull away just a scant ten minutes ago. Martha surprised Susan as she arrived at the door not even breathing hard. A ninety-yard sprint in less than three seconds should have had her huffing and puffing. It would seem Martha was in excellent shape. Carol and Michelle were a little startled when Martha suddenly appeared behind them at the door. Susan let them all in and showed them to seats in the living room.
"It was here, wasn't it?" Martha asked.
Surprised, Susan looked at her, "Yes it was. Were you watching?"
"Of course. Bob called me the minute he saw you."
"I see," said Susan looking into Martha's eyes. They were a pretty blue under her mop of black hair. She did look frumpy.
