Walt met the woman that he felt sure was his one-and-only. Her name was Ellen. They shared a class their freshman year at college. It all started with contrived chit-chat designed to charm more than communicate. Soon the two were with each other all of the time. They had grown very close over the fall semester.
By winter, they were pawing each other like sex-hungry dogs in his dorm room. Walt would never forget that special Friday evening when their lust rose to all new heights and soon, they were stripping each other of their clothes. Soon naked, the touching and stroking continued to a fever pitch. It was interrupted by Walt's roommate returning unexpectedly to the room. Walt and Ellen had shouted "Get Out!" in unison and the roommate giggled and backed out of the room.
Like most college guys his age, most of his fucking education was from Internet porn. He's imagined his plan to apply all of what he'd seen online to Ellen. He slid down her smooth, warm body until his head was at her crotch. He gently pushed her legs apart - it didn't take much as Ellen was eager to advance.
Walt buried his face into her lips and used his tongue to spread her lips. She moaned. He extended his tongue and search for her clit. He knew he had found her treasure when she gasped loudly. He wiggled his tongue and circled her clit until she was writhing with excitement.
He fingered her pussy and found that she was a virgin - her hymen still intact. Walt's cock became even stiffer as he relished the thought that his cock would be the first one to plunge into her hot young pussy. Walt felt her wetness as he licked her hymen and pressed it gently with his tongue.
The pressure on her maidenhead made her flinch while it made Walt's cock even harder as he anticipated thrusting his cock inside this fresh, new pussy. Ellen discharged more hot pussy juice and utterings encouraging Walt to "take her". He didn't need her spurring him on. He moved up her body and as he reached the point where he could kiss her, his hard cock crossed her pussy lips.
"You put it in," he whispered to her.
She reached down and found his cock. It was larger than she had imagined it to be, both longer and with more girth. She really didn't know what to expect as this was the first cock she'd ever handled. Ellen lay on her back on the dorm bed her legs spread wide and his cock in her grip. He moved a bit allowing her to direct the head of his cock at her pussy.
"There. That should be right. Does it feel right to you" she said. She was in the middle of saying "please be gentle" when passion and nature gripped Walt and he thrusted his hips forward driving his cock deep into her pussy. She let out a little squeal and realized that she was no longer a virgin.
Walt paused for only a few moments. He pushed the remaining half of his cock into her slowly and then started thrusting into her. She was starting to enjoy it all and she moaned, making her passion into sound. Walt became caught up in the situation and allowed nature to take his body. He started pounding her hard. Each stroke took him balls-deep in her tight, wet, welcoming pussy. It all became too much and he felt his cum poised to erupt.
His cock kept sliding in and out of Ellen. She kept moaning and he started to groan until he balls released their load. He still didn't stop thrusting into her. It must have been another half minute before he stopped and lowered his chest onto her breasts. They both panted in their pleasure.
Walt and Ellen spent as much of their time fucking. Walt's roommate felt banished from his own room. It became such a problem that the roommate finally refused to leave to allow them to fuck. So, they just stripped down and fucked with him in the room.
The following year, they moved into a small, crappy apartment. The crappiness didn't matter, they were together and that's all that mattered. They constantly had to hassle the landlord to send over the handy man to fix stuff, but it was cheap. Walt and Ellen were soon on a first name basis with Zach, the handyman.
Their relationship was moving to an unspoken agreement that they would most likely marry after college. They were in a good place.
That Christmas, they gone to his parents before the actual day and they Ellen has gone on alone to be with her parents. They'd planned to meet back at the apartment two days after Christmas.
Walt arrived late afternoon, slipped his key in the door and entered. The sound caught him at once. He moved down the hallway towards their bedroom where he found Ellen on her back with Zach the handyman between her legs and pumping away at her pussy. Ellen was holding the back of her knees to spread her legs as far apart as possible giving the handyman as much access as possible to her pussy.
"Fuck me you bastard," she cried out. "Fuck me like the horny bastard that you know you are."
Zach didn't seem to need any encouragement as he sunk his cock deep inside her repeatedly. Walt noticed that Zach wasn't even undressed. He still wore his work shoes and his pants and underwear were around his legs at his ankles. His t-shirt had been tossed aside making all of this seem very impromptu.
Walt estimated Zach to be a man of about forty - who seemed to try to act younger in this college community. Zach was a hairy man. Hairy legs; hairy ass, and hairy chest.
Walt was so stunned that he just stood in the doorway staring at the scene before him. His daze was broken by Zach's groans and Ellen screaming.
"I'm on the pill so I want you to cum in my pussy. I want to feel your hot cum inside me."
It was about then that Zach pulled out and started to jerk himself with the intention of squirting on her abdomen and tits.
"No, you bastard, Ellen cried. "I said cum in my pussy!"
With that Zach thrust his cock back inside Ellen and fucked her hard until he came.
Zach didn't hesitate after his cock had gushed inside of Ellen. He pulled back and backed away to the edge of the bed. When he turned and faced the door, he saw Walt blocking his escape. He couldn't react fast enough as Walt charged and pushed onto the bed on his back. Walt straddled him and began reshaping Zach's face as Zach tried, unsuccessfully, to fend Walt off.
After a couple of minutes, Walt's fists stung with pain and his assault came to a halt. He backed off of the stunned Zach. Zach finally got to his feet and pulled up his boxers and pants. He rushed from the apartment.
Walt just looked at Ellen. His pounding of Zach's face had worked off much of his rage, but he still had nothing to say to Ellen. He panted from the exertion of imposing Zach's beating.
"I'll be sleeping elsewhere," he said. Ellen nodded slowly grateful that he'd not beating her too.
Continuing, Walt said, "And just for the record, I'll never - as long as I live - put up with a slut woman like you. Never!"
By senior year, Walt had met Mona. She was wonderful and so completely different from Ellen. It was refreshing to Walt and their relationship grew. A couple of years after graduation from college, they were married and started a fine, faithful life together.
Their careers had flourished and their incomes allowed them many of the finer things in life. A nice home - even a pool - vacations in Europe, nice cars, and even a country club membership. They considered themselves lucky to have so much that was good in their life.
Walt shared his story about Ellen's betrayal and that he'd swore to himself that he'd never let another woman betray him so. Mona understood the hurt that Ellen's actions had caused Walt and promised him that her love was a faithful one.
Mona was a treat and over time Walt got to explore and appreciate every part of her. At five-seven, she had a perfect body. She was beautiful. She had large, but not porn star sized tits, a slim abdomen and hips perfect to off set her tits. Her brunette hair flowed to her shoulders and framed her face. Her pussy was tight and eager. She loved to fuck and in their years of marriage, she'd never had a "headache". They'd even experimented with locations and fantasies. When Walt asked her to get onto all fours, she never knew if he'd be fucking her pussy or her ass. But it made no difference to her as she loved it all.
Other men flirted with her. At the country club and in bars. She always smiled sweetly, appreciating the attention, but politely sent them on their way.
Late last August Walt had returned home to find his wife in the kitchen looking out to the patio and crying. Walt ran to his wife, Mona, and asked her what was wrong. Tears streamed from her eyes as she let Walt wrap his arms around her. Through the crying, she managed to get out, "I'm sorry."
It took several minutes before she calmed down to the point where she could speak.
"I'm so sorry, Walt," she said. "I've messed up everything and let you down. I had an affair. It's over now and it will never happen again."
The news shocked Walt as he had no idea that Mona was either unhappy or sleeping around. He released her from the tight embrace with which he had held her.
"Affair? What affair? Who?"
Through more crying and promises that it would never happen again, Mona formed the words that it was Charlie.
