This story is posted on the Literotica website and the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. There are 18 chapters to this saga and I strongly encourage you to read them continuously (at least the first time around). I think you will find it fun and funny at times, but don't be misled; this is not a warm and fuzzy romance novel. This story contains nefarious characters whose sole purpose is to get laid, regardless of whom they hurt in the process. The themes of non-consent, reluctance, and betrayal are woven throughout the varying topics of interracial sex, lesbian sex, and wife thieving. If these things appeal to you, I expect you will enjoy it very much, if they don't, you should read a different story. My hope is you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. I encourage you to stay with it all the way through the epilogue as just about everyone gets what is coming to them in the end...
*****
Tuesday, July 24th 8:30 a.m.
The following morning as Jenna emerged from her room; Andrea was madly scrambling around while packing her suitcase. "Good morning sleepyhead," Andrea chimed.
"Are you going somewhere?"
Andrea laughed and said, "Remember I told you a while back that a couple of girlfriends and I were heading down to San Diego for a few days."
"That's right...when are you coming home?"
Andrea thought about it for a minute and said, "Friday? Uh, yeah Friday."
"Oh you come home the same day as Ryan; we should do something together next weekend."
Andrea thought to herself, "
Eight hours ago I was rubbing her pussy with my toes, then I hear her climaxing on her vibrator and now she wants to hang out this weekend; I like where this is going...
"That sounds great Jenna, but you're on your own for a few days. There's beer and wine in the fridge, help yourself. Enjoy your alone time, but don't do anything I wouldn't do," the pretty brunette replied enthusiastically with a smile and a wink.
That statement, while benign at the time, would have been much more apropos if she had said 'anyone' instead.
They both laughed and hugged before Andrea surprised her with a wet kiss on the lips before she ran out the door to her friends waiting SUV. The kiss had come out of nowhere and lingered a bit longer than a goodbye kiss between friends would normally last, but before Jenna could respond or object, Andrea was on her way to San Diego.
Jenna thought back to the previous evening,
"I can't believe she rubbed my pussy last night with her toes; OMG, Ryan was right!"
As she pondered those thoughts, she tried to convince herself that Andrea's bold move was a bad thing, but the more she thought about it the more it aroused her.
Jenna had lots of studying to do, but didn't have any class on Tuesdays except gymnastics. She didn't feel like battling traffic, so she skipped her gym class and went for a run; she'd do a double session on Thursday to make it up. Her gym teacher had a special liking for Jenna and wouldn't have a problem with it.
After her run, she studied at the beach for a few hours before she came back home in the early afternoon and took a shower. After lunch, she spent most of the afternoon doing research on the internet. The blonde made herself an early dinner of shrimp salad and poured a glass of white wine.
Jenna got a text from Ryan that practice sucked, but that he had moved up one more spot on the depth chart. He said he missed her and couldn't wait to see her on Friday. Jenna replied back that she missed him too and told him to be safe; she then said she would have a surprise for him when he got back.
Ironically, the surprise she would have for him was
not
the one she had in mind. No,
this surprise
would be a shocker.
*****
Tuesday, July 24th 5:45 p.m.
(Moments later)
Just as Jenna finished her text to Ryan, the house phone rang. She answered; it was Andrea's boyfriend Paulo on the other end of the line. "Hello Jenna, this is Paulo, I left some of my stuff at Andrea's and I'm heading to Spain in the morning, do you mind if I stop by to pick it up?"
"No not at all Paulo, I'm just hanging out."
"I'll be there in 15 minutes; I live just across town."
Jenna's mind flashed to the previous night when she'd seen his big cock splash in the hot tub. She felt a little nervous about being alone with this guy she barely knew, but suspected Andrea was a good judge of character. He'd seemed trustworthy enough.
Paulo Garcia was a lot of things, but trustworthy was
not
one of them.
He wasn't actually a bad guy, but the only two things he really cared about were surfing and getting laid. He would say or do anything to get in the pants of any hot girl he set his sights on; most of the time he succeeded. The Spaniard had come to the states on vacation four years previously and never left. He quickly learned that his muscled body, rugged good looks, and European accent were kryptonite for California girls.
Paulo was born into money and never really worked a day in his life. When he was 22 he inherited a large chunk of cash and decided to travel the world. He spent time in Italy, Greece, and Australia before arriving in the United States. Once he got a taste of American pussy, he concluded Southern California was the place for him.
For the past 4 years he had surfed up and down the So Cal coast from San Diego to Santa Barbara. Along the way his big Spanish cock left its mark in just about every town along the way. College co-eds, horny girlfriends, young professional women, and stay-at-home moms had all fallen victim to his charms.
"Charms" was probably too flattering a term for what they got from Paulo Garcia. What they really received was a sound and thorough fucking from the well-hung Spanish ne'er-do-well.
Three years previously, the Spaniard hooked up with a sexy French bartender named Andrea Dubois at a place in Santa Monica. The two of them realized quickly they were kindred spirits with one very important thing in common...they both really liked to fuck; the kinkier and dirtier the sex the better. But the thing that made Andrea stand out from most of the girls that Paulo 'dated' was she liked pussy every bit as much as he did. Since their first hook up, the pair had bed at least a dozen chicks together. They both had a knack for picking up women and would do everything necessary to coerce their sex partners into 3-way hook-ups whenever possible. Paulo would sing the praises of Andrea's magical tongue and she would talk-up his big fat cock.
Andrea and Paulo had the perfect open relationship. No strings attached. No commitments. Just great sex whenever either of them wanted it. Sometimes they would fuck three times-a-day, other times they'd go weeks at a time without seeing each other. The frequent hookups usually coincided with new Ménage a trois partners.
One such target was a hot young thing named Anna Francis who Paulo met at the gym. She was a gorgeous 27-year-old American born, middle-eastern heritage MILF with really nice tits and an ass that wouldn't quit. Her husband traveled every week for work. Paulo suspected the Caucasian hubby did well in the professional world as Anna was always dressed to the nine's and drove a $150,000 BMW. Paulo also suspected the guy had some shortcomings in the sack.
Paulo noticed the hot wife checking out his bulge while on the bench at the gym. He struck up a conversation and after making small talk, offered to buy her a protein shake following their workout.
The Muslim mommy got her protein drink that afternoon, but it wasn't cold and sweet and made with special care by the barista at the club. No, it was hot and salty and sprayed wildly down her throat courtesy of Paulo Garcia's big Spanish cock.
As his new lover left his apartment three hours later he watched from his second story window. His balls were completely drained and his new married fuck-toy walked out to her car with a noticeable limp. Paulo couldn't wipe the satisfied grin off his face as he playfully tossed his trusty Ben Wa balls up in the air as he watched her. Anna's expensive BMW looked conspicuously out of place navigating through the 1970's VW vans and 25-year-old Subaru wagons with surfboards on top.
"She'll be spending lots of time here!"
Anna's nanny earned her pay over the next month. Little Adam Jr's mommy couldn't get enough big Spanish cock and spent countless hours at Paulo's apartment. Initially the hot little MILF was nervous and naïve in bed, but in the weeks since, while Adam Francis Sr. was away on business, his wife's Latin lover turned her into a kinky wildcat in the sack.
Anna Francis also fucked her new boyfriend like a minx in her marital bed. One night little Adam Jr. sat up crying as his mommy moaned and cried so loudly that it awoke him. It was hard to blame the poor little guy; the screams coming from his mommy's bedroom as Paulo took her in the ass for the first time would have awoken the dead.
It wasn't long before Paulo told Andrea about his new sex toy and showed her pictures of them fucking from a hidden camera in his bedroom. Andrea quickly responded, "She's fucking hot Paulo! She's married huh?"