A Company Affair

Jake removed the bottle from my pussy and sat it upright on the floor. He extended his hands to me and I sat up on the sofa. As I got my feet under me, he pulled me to my feet and kissed and pulled at my sensitive nipples. As I stood there, I could feel the pussy juice seeping out of my cunt and running down the insides of my thighs.

"OK, Slut! It seems that you need a bit more stretching." He grinned at me as he nodded his head at the bottle on the floor.

"No, Jake! Please!" I protested, "It is too big! I could hurt myself with that."

"I doubt that, slut! You popped out two girls from that hole down there and I know that you can do the bottle thing." He leered at me. "You just need to put a little more effort into it. Now, get down on your knees and squat over the bottle."

"Please, Jake!" I begged, as he led me over to the bottle.

"Quit your whining, cocksucker! Your sorry, married cunt needs to be stretched more. Look at the bright side of it; you will be able to take a bigger cock than mine." He taunted me.

Knowing that I couldn't escape doing as he said, I slowly yielded to the pressure of his hands on my shoulders, lowering myself to my knees. I moved ahead slowly until the bottle was directly under my ass. I felt the cool neck touch my ass-hole and I adjusted my hips forward. I felt the long neck of the bottle spread my pussy lips as I slowly lowered my wet cunt around it. I looked up at Jake, seeing him grinning at me as he stroked his hard cock right in front of my face.

"See, Slut! Your married cunt is begging to be stretched, isn't it?" as he pushed downward on the top of my head. I didn't reply to his comments, but there was an element of excitement tingling in my cunt as the shoulder of the bottle began to spread my pussy lips. I gasped several times as the pain shot through my crotch. I had to admit that it was similar to the pain of childbirth and I had endured that pain twice and felt sure I could do it again.

Jake was watching my movements slowly moving up and down but not going any deeper than the shoulders of the bottle. He stepped closer to me and pointed his swollen cock head at my lips, his hands grabbing my head and jerking it forward. His cock slid between my lips and bumped up against my throat opening.

"Take a deep breath, Bitch!" He shouted and pulled back just a little.

I sensed what was coming and took a deep breath as he slammed forward, burying the full length of his cock into my throat. At the same time, he pushed downward on my head and I felt the sharp pain in my crotch as his weight drove the bottle up and inside my pussy. I tried to scream, but no sound was heard, just that same roar in my ears as I had experienced before as he was fucking my throat.

Once again, the darkness settled in behind my eyes and the little bright points of light flickered and danced wildly. I felt the muscles of my cunt squeezing and quivering around the body of the bottle at the same time I felt his cock squirting and jerking in my throat. Then the roar in my ears stopped and the little exploding stars dimmed and disappeared as I fainted. When I came to, I was gasping for air. If Jake had not been holding me, I would have toppled over sideways.

As I slowly regained my thoughts and feelings, I realized that I was sitting flat on the floor with the bottle firmly lodged inside my cunt. The pain was still there, but more of a numbing pain. The strong, acrid taste of Jakes cum coated my tongue and lips and I became aware of his softening cock hanging just above my lips.

"Lick it, Bitch! Suck the last drops of my cum and swallow it." He growled at me as he fed it into my mouth again. Groggily, I sat there sucking at his soft cock as I regained my composure. The pain in my cunt had subsided to just a dull ache and I realized that the neck of the bottle was pressing and pushing against the Inner lining of my cuntal pouch. I placed my hand between my thighs and realized that the bottle had penetrated my pussy until just a small portion of the base remained in sight.

Jake allowed me to topple sideways, but warned me to keep the bottle lodged just as it was. For several minutes, Jake kept me there, spreading my legs and pulling at the bottle, making comments about how big my cunt was after fucking the bottle and what a whore I was. He would not let me up until I admitted to him that I liked to fuck myself with the bottle and that I had experienced an intense orgasm during the time I was sucking his cock and taking the bottle inside my cunt.

Then, to heap further embarrassment onto me, he grasped the bottle and pulled it out of my cunt, turned it around and reinserted the bottom first into me. It slid slowly into my pussy and as the shoulders of the bottle slipped inside me, Jake had me stand with my legs spread wide as he grasped the bottle neck in his hand and worked it in and out. Jake took great delight in watching me move about with just the neck of the bottle hanging out of my pussy.

By this time, my pussy was really getting sore and I complained to Jake about it, telling him what I would not be able to be fucked by him or Monty if he continued.

"Not a problem!" He gloated, "We will just use you mouth and ass-hole. That is why you sluts and whores have those openings."

I didn't reply to his comments, but I was relieved as he pulled the bottle from my pussy. Again, Jake laid me on the sofa and spread my legs wide and pulled and poked at my pussy. He seemed to delight in stretching the lips apart and looking deep into pink, wrinkled lining of my cunt. I warning him of the passing time that I should be returning home soon.

"If you want to go home, you better get over here and get me hard again, because I promised to fuck your ass today." He laughed.

Knowing what was required I slipped off the sofa and nestled between his legs. My lips found his prick head and my tongue lifted it up as I sucked it between my lips. It felt wet and spongy, but I set to work with a concerted effort, bathing the full length with my tongue and mouth. As it began to grow, I kissed and licked his balls each time I licked the length of his cock. It took me a few minutes to get it hard enough but as soon as it started throbbing in my mouth, I let it slip out and turned around with my ass facing him.

On my hands and knees, I wiggled my ass with an inviting motion and he responded by kneeling behind me, slapping my ass soundly a few times, then lined his prick up with my ass-hole. As he attempted to enter my ass, his cock slipped past and plunged into my sore pussy. I groaned loudly as he made a few strokes, then he lined his prick up and sent it plowing into my ass-hole. It was well lubricated with pussy juice as he pounded away; his hands had a firm grip on my hips as he rocked my body with his thrusts. His large balls were swinging and slapping against my exposed clit as he rammed into my ass-hole roughly. My tits were swinging wildly, stimulating my nipples, and causing them to be erect and sensitive. For several long minutes Jake pounded his huge cock into my ass roughly, filling the room with the sound of flesh impacting flesh.

A loud moan from Jake signaled his impending climax and I braced my arms in preparation for the final lunge into my ass-hole. Burying his cock as deep as he could, he leaned over my ass and grabbed my tits, pulling them by the nipples and holding me tight against him. As I felt his cock swell and explode his cum into my ass, my cunt began to spasm and clinch in mutual orgasm. The slap of his balls against my clit and the pulling and squeezing of my nipples were enough to trigger my own orgasm as well.Breathing heavily from our exertion, I slowly relaxed under Jakes weight and we collapsed to the floor. My ass-hole was still clinching slowly around his cock as he pumped the last few drops of cum into my ass. Jake covered my neck, shoulders and face with hot, wet kisses, before breaking our sexual connection. As I felt his softening prick slip from my ass, I moved away and turned to Jake.

"I have to go, Jake." I said, bending over him and kissing him passionately.

"Yes, I know." He smiled, "You need to get home before the girls get there. But don't worry about tomorrow, I'll call you sometime during the day."

"Yes," I replied, then started looking for my clothes. "My God! I don't have any clothes here!" I had forgotten that Jake had made me leave my robe in the car.

Frantically, I turned to Jake. "Jake, I need something to cover up with. My robe is in the car."

"Sorry, Slut! You came in here bare-assed and you can leave the same way." He replied, Sitting up and grinning, lewdly.

Biting my lip to keep from crying, I went to the door and peeked out. My van was still the same distance from the door, but with the humiliation and embarrassment of having to walk that distance again, naked, was almost frightening. Jake came up behind me, opened the door, and shoved me bodily out into the open yard. I stumbled a few steps until I could get my balance, and with tits and arms swinging, I headed for the security of the van. I was almost there when Jake's voice stopped me.

"Hey, Slut! You forgot your toys!" He shouted. "You better come back and get them, you might need them again."

I turned to face him and saw that he was standing in the doorway, waving the large dildo and vibe at me. Knowing I had to cover that distance again, started the tears flowing. Hearing the sound of traffic on the street behind me caused me to hurry my steps back to the doorway. I grabbed the toys from Jake and started the trek back to my van. I heard the squeal of tires and saw a car with two men looking intently in my direction. The car had just passed the end of the driveway where my van was parked, but they were afforded an unrestricted view of a naked woman running to her van.

I was very conscious of their stares as I rush to my van, quickly opened the door, and slipped under the wheel. The only thing that I could think of was to get out of their sight. I started the van and slammed it into gear, backing out of the driveway. I quickly passed the car with the two males and headed for home. Feeling a bit more secure, I took notice of my situation and realized that I was driving bare-assed naked.

While grabbing for my robe, I almost swiped a parked car. Reason began to replace the fear and embarrassment and I pulled over to the curb and started putting my robe on. I had just slipped one arm into it, and I noticed the car with the two men in it pull slowly up beside me. The man closest to me rolled down his window and grinned at me, asking if they could help if I was having trouble. I gave them no reply but continued to pull my robe into place. There was nothing I could do, but to let them look, knowing that I was visible to their gaze from the waist up.

Covering myself the best I could with the short robe, I shifted the van into gear and pulled past the car beside me. Both men were grinning widely and waved to me. I glanced into my rearview mirror and saw that they were following me. I made several turns, trying to throw them off my tail. After a short chase, they dropped back and after making another turn, I never saw them again. As I began to calm down, I came to the conclusion that in my effort to get away, I was in a strange area and didn't know where I was.

As I had often told Monty to pull over and ask directions, did not seem like a good option for me, considering how I was dressed. After several long minutes of driving aimlessly, I spied a road sign directing me back to the freeway. Breathing a sigh of relief I turned onto the entrance ramp. It felt very reassuring to know where I was. I glanced at the clock on the dash and was alarmed at the passing of time. As I do not usually drive at peak traffic times, it dawned on me that I had indeed pulled into the slow moving traffic the Monty complained so much about.

The traffic slowed and stopped, only to move slowly forward again. Several times I was aware of passing trucks and larger pickups where the drivers sat higher and could look down into the van. Because of the shortness of the robe, I was aware of the view they were getting of my thighs and possible of my crotch as well. Even though it was embarrassing to me there was really nothing I could do about it. The thought came to me that requesting a change of location had come at a higher price that I first imagined.

Glancing nervously at the clock, I watched the minutes tick away. It was going to be a close race as to who arrived home first, me, or the girls. Finally, with a sigh of relief, I spotted the exit sign, saying that my exit was 1 ½ miles ahead. Changing lanes in the heavy traffic presented a few drivers with unrestricted views of my thighs and crotch, but I was more concerned with arriving home before the girls. As I made the last turn onto our street, I noticed the school bus that carried Sara and Melissa making the same turn about a block behind me.

Passing the corner where they would be discharged, I breathed a sigh of relief, and reached for the remote garage door opener. As I turned into the driveway, I had to pause long enough for the door to roll up and open. As I pulled into the garage, I took one last look down the street and saw the bus stop and the door swinging open to discharge the children. "Damn!" I breathed. "That was too close for comfort." As the garage door rolled down behind me, I grabbed my toys and rushed into the kitchen. Without stopping, I hurriedly made my way into my bedroom. I tossed my toys on the end of the bed and slipped off the thin robe, covering the dildo and vibe.

Naked, I rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower. A moment later I heard Melissa's voice, "Hey, Mom! We're home!"

"Yes, Melissa!" I answered, "I'm in the shower. I will be out in a few minutes."

"Ok, Mom." She replied, her voice sounding very close and I realized that she was in my bedroom. "What new stuff did you buy on your shopping trip today?"

My mind went into overdrive, searching for an answer to her innocent question. "Nothing today, Dear!" I replied, "I was just window shopping. I thought perhaps this week-end when Daddy is home, You, Sara, and I can go shopping again. How does that sound to you?"

There was a moment of hesitation, then, "Yeah, Mom! That sounds great." I felt a stab of fear run through me as I remembered the toys lying on my bed, covered only by a thin robe that the girls had never seen me wearing. I cursed my luck at getting caught like this but could only hope that she had not noticed anything unusual. I heard Sara's voice and knew that both girls had come into my room to see something new that I had brought home. With my mind in a turmoil, I realized that all that I had brought home was a guilty conscious and a sore pussy and ass-hole.

I felt better a few minutes later as I rinsed the cleansing suds away and stepped out of the shower. Glancing about I was relieved that the girls had left my bedroom and was more than likely in the kitchen for their after school treat. Grabbing a clean, fluffy towel, I dried my body off, searching for any tell-tale marks that Jake might have left on me. My nipples were swollen and sensitive from his rough handling, but there were no bruises on my breasts. As I pressed the towel to my crotch, I flinched as it brushed against my stretched and swollen pussy lips. I could only hope that Jake would not make too many demands on my cunt tomorrow. Tentatively, I inserted two fingers into my cunt and felt the soreness extent well past my pelvic bone, quite similar to the stretching pain of childbirth.

I brushed my fingers against my ass-hole, realizing that it too was stretched from Jake's large cock, but it was not sore as my cunt was. After my quick inspection of my body, I felt confident that no outward signs of my day's activities would be apparent to the girls. Walking past the bed, I noticed that the robe still covered my toys, But I could not be sure if the robe had been moved or not. I quickly gathered both of them up and hurried to my chest of drawers, where I placed them under a stack of panties and bras. Anxious to join Sara and Melissa in the kitchen, I slipped on panties and bra, and then selected a house dress as I would normally wear at home.

I greeted each daughter with a kiss on the cheek and inquired about their day at school. Their responses were as I expected and soon they were off to their room to do homework while I fixed dinner for the three of us. When Monty was away from home in the evening time, I enjoyed a close and contented feeling of being with the girls, but tonight I felt a strong sense of guilt as I moved about the kitchen, fixing our dinner. What would they think of their mother if they were aware of my activities today? God! I loved them so much. I knew that I must end this with Jake before much longer. There had already been enough close calls to scare me to death, knowing what could happen should they find out about my activities with Jake.

During dinner time, the girls were quieter than usual, just giving short answers to my questions about school. Sara and Melissa asked about my shopping trip and after giving few details of my day, I promised to take them shopping with me on Saturday, while their daddy was home. We finished dinner and after the dishes were put away, Sara retired to her bedroom to finish a school project and Melissa and I settled in for an evening of watching TV.