Varied Perspectives

Varied Perspective chapter 2

The following is the second chapter presenting three different perspectives on a sexual affair between Vicky, Kyle and Vicky's husband, Martin. Vicky had resisted Kyle advances since high school, over twenty years. She finally yielded to his advance in chapter 1.

VICKY:

The first chapter of this story told of me having sex with Kyle at a swing party. My husband Martin and I had become swingers, first swapping with our friends Amanda and Ben, then evolving to swinging with other couples as well.

Kyle is an asshole. He has been after me since high school, wanting to screw me. He's a player, having fucked half the women in town. He particularly likes to screw married women. He'll tell you; it's an ego thing with him to fuck a man's wife.

I had ignored or rejected advances from Kyle for over twenty years until that night at the party at Amanda and Ben's. I still don't completely know why, but when Kyle made his usual play on me, I surprised him (and myself) by agreeing. We went up to a bedroom where I sucked his dick; he ate me; then he fucked me. He was pretty good, obviously experienced with pleasing women. He had a nice dick and he ate me with controlled passion. I came a number of times.

I gave him another blow-job in the kitchen, with my husband and a few other people watching. I was really slutty, slithering all over him while nearly nude, trying to make my husband jealous, knowing we would have wild sex once we got home.

I had told Kyle I wanted to screw him again, but then later, I told him I'd changed my mind. I wasn't sure if I wanted him again and I liked having him beg for sex. He's the big player in town, getting many women, married women, in bed. I was always the unattainable one, uninterested in him. It was a significant step when I finally let him do me. I had told him no more, but then the temptation kept sneaking into my thoughts.

KYLE:

I finally scored with Vicky. She had put me off since high school. She married Martin and had a couple of kids. I've been able to get most of the women in town in bed, but Vicky was always unreachable. I kept trying, though. When she and Marty started swinging, I saw her in action, which only increased my desire for her. I'd seen her naked, screwing other men, but she wouldn't have anything to do with me. Seeing that wonderful, sexy body just made her more desirable.

I'm a successful businessman in our little town and I have a well-earned reputation for being a player. I like to screw women, particularly married women. I'm married myself, to Jo (Josephine), and we have an understanding. I fool around and so does she.

I like to screw married wives. I consider it a real challenge to be the first one to fuck a woman after her husband, to get her to yield to her desires and break her wedding vows. I also am very competitive, so taking a man's wife is a real ego booster for me. I don't take the wives away from them; I just have some fun and let them stay with their husbands. Usually, I do them for a month or two and then move on to the next conquest. Sometimes, I reacquaint myself with one of my previous conquests if she is hot. The effect on her marriage is the woman's problem, not mine. I know that is misogynistic; that's why I'm an asshole.

I fucked the Mayor's wife and he still doesn't know it. He doesn't like me, which makes it even sweeter to have done his wife. I took her in all three holes. I spread her out and explored every feature of her intimate anatomy. I saw things only her husband should see. Taking her asshole represented a complete conquest. I have a photo of her sucking my dick. I haven't shown it to anyone.

Vicky is special. I've lusted after her for over twenty years, since high school. When she finally agreed to go up to that bedroom with me, it was a dream-come-true. She was as good as I had dreamt. Diving into her soft succulent body was fabulous. She sucked my dick, twice. I took a photo. The second time she blew me, she did it with her husband watching. I came in her mouth while poor Marty looked on.

Vicky said she would screw me again, but then she changed her mind and said it was a one-time thing. I want to do her again, but she has rebuffed my advances. I'm back where I started with the unattainable woman. What's worse is that I know how good she is, which makes me want her even more. While we were doing it, she promised that I could fuck her in the ass the 'next time', but then she backed out saying there would be no next time.

When I've had most women, I'm satisfied after doing them once or twice. Vicky is different. Once is not enough. I wanted her again and again.

I resolved to keep trying.

MARTIN:

You're probably wondering where I am with all this. I'm Vicky's husband and I love her dearly. As she mentioned, we have opened our marriage. I get a couple of benefits. Firstly, I get to screw some other women. I particularly like Vicky's friend Amanda. She and her husband Benny introduced us to swapping, then swinging. Secondly, I like it when my wife is pleased. She is so good to me. She has developed a taste for sex with other men. It's just sex, with no attachments. The third benefit is when I get to watch her. It's a real treat when my wife gets off with me and it is fun to see her do it with someone else. The final benefit is that Vicky and I have torrid sex after we have played-around with others. We tell each other the details, which leads to some fantastic sex between us. It's kinky, but we are both enjoy ourselves.

So, when Vicky went off with Kyle that night, I was watching. I knew she was looking for a little added thrill by going with the town alley cat. Kyle has a reputation for seducing married women. To be one of the 'fallen ones' who have succumbed to Kyle's efforts, carried an element of naughtiness and decadence that Vicky found appealing.

She seems to be in a stage of wanting to try daring things. We've raised two kids and they have moved away. We started looking for new things which got us into swinging. With Kyle, she seems to be pushing herself to test her limits. I'm trying to be supportive while enjoying some new things myself.

I watched her climbing all over Kyle in the kitchen after he'd taken her upstairs and fucked her. She was nearly naked and was rubbing her tits and sloppy pussy all over him. She went down on him and sucked his cock while I watched. She was teasing me in expectation of getting a good fucking from me later. She did.

Now, the thing that Kyle hasn't mentioned is that his wife Josephine was sucking my dick at the same time that my wife was sucking his. He was so focused on himself, that he didn't seem to notice when Jo stood up, bent over and presented her pussy to me. I had already had Jo in the basement and then I screwed her again while Vicky was sucking Kyle's dick. I was doing her bareback and lo-and-behold, she ended up pregnant. Kyle thinks it's his.

I saw Jo a few weeks ago and she gave me a scared look.

"Please don't tell Kyle."

I assured her, "I will never say a word."

She said, "Kyle is so proud of himself for getting me pregnant after shooting blanks for ten years."

The irony was that Kyle, the big stud, was probably not fertile. Maybe it was his kid in Jo's belly, but even she didn't think so.

Anyway, I know that Kyle had been begging for another shot at my wife. I've told her I was okay with her doing it with him again, just no secrets, and be careful.

VICKY:

Mid-week, we were at a bar, celebrating something with one of Martin's co-workers. Kyle was there. I was a little drunk so when he came over to make his pitch, I listened and joked with him.

He asked, "When are you going to give me a little again. You were so fabulous. I can't get it out of my mind. Other women don't interest me anymore."

I said, "That's bullshit. You fucked Bonnie the other day." Bonnie is another friend of mine. She's fooling around with Kyle and her husband doesn't know, dangerous.

Kyle continued with his BS. "I was just being nice to her. To be honest, she came on to me."

I could believe that. Bonnie had some slut in her. I do too.

I asked Kyle, "What did you have in mind, going out in the parking lot and fucking me in the back seat of your car?"

He said, "No, of course not." Then he laughed and said, "I have a pickup truck so I thought we could do it in the truck bed."

"Not a chance."

But, the idea of nasty sex with him, both of us naked and sweaty in his pickup truck, fucking under the parking lot lights, had some appeal to the slut in me.

I said to Kyle, "If we do it again, I want you to take me to a cheap motel during the day and fuck me while my husband thinks I'm at work."

He said, "Anyway you want. I'm your man."

I walked away, laughing.

KYLE:

I knew she was leading me on, teasing me like she has for twenty-four years. Just having her mention sex in my pickup or in a motel had my dick twitching. The thought of her doing it without telling her dipstick husband added to the appeal. I wanted to make her cheat, sharing her married cunt with me while her husband had no clue. He'd seen her sucking my dick at the swing party, but this would be even better.

She walked away, but I was inspired to continue my pursuit. I started to send her texts and emails. I suggested a flop-house motel on the outskirts of town for a liaison and told her I had washed and cleaned up my truck. She didn't answer.

I had the photo of her sucking my dick on my phone. I looked at it often, letting my mind wander while at work, remembering how Vicky's mouth felt around my cock. The photo of her lips wrapped around my prick is my favorite.

Jo is my wife and I love her. It's just that I have a thing for other women. She knows that. She was another man's wife when I fucked her for the first time. After she left him, I connected with her. It helps my public image to be a respectable married man and Jo was willing to go along with it. She has her paramours and she seems to like it when I nail a hoity-toity wife of some bigshot. She likes hearing about me stuffing my dick into some broad's cunt and making her mine.

I'm delighted that Jo is expecting. It will add to my stature in the community. I anticipate coaching the kid's soccer team and then fucking the soccer moms. There are some nice-looking women at those soccer games and I would like to expand my field of play.

Many of the women I fuck talk to their friends. It becomes sort of a referral service. One wife tells another about me and I move in and score again. With me, there are no complications. I don't have any desire for permanent arrangements. I'm happy with Jo. I like fucking the other woman, putting it over on her husband, but after a while, we both get tired of it.

Some of the guys know I've fucked their wife. There's not much they can do about it. If they kick my ass, they have to be pretty good. I'm in decent shape. I work out and know a few tricks from my time in the reserves. I know that there are many men who would like to do me harm. On the other hand, I have my friends and they get a kick out me telling them of my exploits. A few of them are married; no further comment.

I decided to add a little blackmail to my efforts with Vicky. I threatened to show the photo of her sucking my dick to others. She just laughed at me.

MARTIN:

Vicky was telling me about Kyle's continued advances. We were in a lull with respect to swinging and such. Ben, who usually hosted the things with Amanda, was away on a business project, so there wasn't much activity. I could've gone for Vicky's friend Bonnie, but Vicky had no use for her husband, so swapping with them was out.

Vicky had the itch and told her I was okay with her fucking Kyle again. She said she had no intention of doing it, but she brought up the idea of having dirty, illicit sex in a cheap motel, supposedly without me knowing. I thought it sounded like fun so long as I didn't have to associate with Kyle. He is an asshole.

In the meantime, I was making advances on Amanda while Ben was out of town. Josephine was available again, so she was a possibility too. The idea of doing her while Kyle was after Vicky was humorous and Jo was good in bed. She was pregnant, but not that far along.

I was focused on Amanda and she told me she would be home alone while Ben was gone. I think I'll stop by. Vicky was okay with me and Amanda, since she had her own thing going.

VICKY:

Kyle was being an asshole. It's what he is, so no surprise there. He made mention of showing the photo of me sucking his cock to people I worked with or my parents. I told him I'd never talk to him again, but the idea of being blackmailed into nasty sex was darkly appealing. I began to wonder what sort of woman I had become, thinking about sex all the time and thinking about sex in a cheap motel with an asshole like Kyle.

When he threatened to show the photo to my mother, I made the cynical observation, "I'll bet you've had my mother too." He just smiled. He's and asshole. I know I've said that already. His non-answer did get me thinking about my mom, though.

Well, we were at that same bar again when Kyle hit on me. I let my husband know what I was going to do, so after going to the ladies' room and removing my panties, I approached Kyle at the bar and said, "Come on asshole. Show me what you've got." I let him see my panties in my hand.

His friends hooted when we went out the door into the parking lot. At least his truck was parked in the back, but there were people coming and going.

It was a hot and humid night. We were both sweating and we hadn't even started. I pulled my shirt and bra off, showing Kyle my tits as we walked across the lot to his truck. My nipples were hard and the flickering red light from the 'Bar' sign danced across them.

Kyle helped me into the bed of his truck and we began to make out. He kissed me and put his hands on my tits. It took a few minutes for us to get going, but we were soon aggressively groping each other and swirling tongues. Then, he was on top of me, groveling at my breasts like a horny teenager. At least he had a mat and blanket in the truck bed for me to lay on. He pulled my skirt up and sucked on my tits while his hand explored my naked pussy.

I told him, "Hurry up, before my husband misses me."

He had his dick out and moved into the saddle, between my legs. He had his pants pulled down and still had his clothes on while I was naked, adding to the shadiness of what I was doing. Without any further foreplay, he rammed his cock into me. He folded my legs back over my shoulders like I was a taco. We were both sweating profusely. His sweat was dripping onto me, polluting me with his whiskey-laden smell. His cock slipped up inside me, pumping again and again. I liked the nasty, hurried sex. I was sharing my married cunt with a man my husband detested and I considered an asshole, pretending to be sneaking around without Martin's knowledge.

"Don't you have a rubber?" I asked.

"I forgot." He said.

"Don't you always have one when go out looking to get laid."

He said, "Sometimes, but usually the women are on the pill and they like to feel me come inside them."

I said, "Well, you better pull out. I don't want Marty to find your mess in my pussy."

He said "Okay."

I knew he was lying. It added to the decadence of what I was doing.

He took of his shirt and pressed his slimy, sweaty body against my breasts. He was fucking me like he was in a race to finish. Suddenly he stopped moving and I felt his cum pouring into me. He said, "Oops, I couldn't help it."

I told him he was full of shit. He'd fucked dozens of women and could've pulled out it he wanted. He just wanted to fill my cunt with his jism.

I'd let him fuck me and was going to take a cunt full of cum home to my husband who supposedly didn't know what was going on.

We untangled. I was a mess. He used my panties to wiep off his dick and then left them in the truck, a souvenir.

KYLE:

It was marvelous, fucking Vicky like we were two teenagers (over 18, of course). She was all hot and sweaty and her hair was a mess. We were in a hurry, no time for foreplay or sensitivity. I wanted to just fuck her. I was covered with sweat and liked pressing my slimy body against her, transferring my scent. I worked her up to a good orgasm. I humped my cock into her sweet pussy and when she told me she had to get back to her husband, I came.

I came inside her. I said I was sorry, but I wasn't. I wanted to be inside her when I released. Having my cum wash over the inside of a woman, invading her uterus where she could get pregnant added to the thrill. I had no desire for the complications that would accompany knocking-up a woman, somebody else's wife. But it was her responsibility to keep from getting pregnant, not mine.

I finished and Vicky put her skirt on. A few people had walked by and seen us, adding to those who saw us leave the bar together. It was pure, dirty sex, no love, just hurried fucking the back of my truck.

She called me an asshole as I helped her out of the truck. As she climbed out of my truck, she was still topless and I had a good look at her pussy. It was glistening with my cum. Some was dripping down her leg. I kept her panties. I wiped my dick with them and threw them in the truck. I planned to show them to my buddies later. Her shirt had gotten dirty from lying on the ground. She left her bra on the ground beside my truck, but visible to those who walked by. She did laugh and kiss me and told me she enjoyed it.

She went back into the bar first. I came a few moments later and my friends applauded, knowing that I has scored with Miss Vicky. I confirmed that I had fucked her, the respectable housewife, supposedly faithful to her husband.

Martin was across the room playing darts. He hadn't missed his wife. He was in for a surprise that night when he got her in bed.

MARTIN:

I knew what was going on. My wife was scratching her itch for illicit sex, a quicky with some guy she picked up in a bar. I saw her leave and then come back fifteen minutes later. She tried to act like she had been in the bar all along, chatting with her friends Bonnie and Trisha. They both knew what she had done and were providing cover.

She was a mess, covered with sweat, her hair undone. Her blouse was stained, her bra was missing and her tits were jiggling. I knew her pussy was uncovered under her skirt and was full of another man's cum. It was the most depraved sex she'd had. I was amused by her daring and pleased that she was having a good time.

I drove us home after a few more drinks. Riding in car I innocently asked her. "Did you have a nice time tonight?"

She said, "Oh yeah. It was like I was some bar slut getting picked up and fucked in the parking lot. He didn't even buy me a drink or try to take me home with him. He just fucked me. I loved it."

She lifted her skirt and showed me her just-fucked pussy. Then she removed her shirt, showing me a hickey on her tit.

I said, "You're getting pretty daring. What's next?"

She said, "I want to fuck him in a cheap motel during the day, pretending I'm cheating on you."

She continued, "I'll come home with some presents inside me for you."

I said, "Maybe I'll visit your friend Amanda or maybe Bonnie."

Vicky said, "I could set you up with my friend Trisha. Maybe you can knock her up too."

"Is she married?"

"Separated."

I remembered Trisha. She was a nice-looking gal, someone I might be interested in.

"I'll set it up. We can do her together."

"Sounds like fun." I said.

We went home and I wanted my wife. I slid my cock into her juicy hole and enjoyed the not so unusual sensation of fucking my wife through another man's cum. Then, she took a shower and cleaned his mess off her, his sweat and his cum.