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ADULTS HAVING SEX WITH CHILDREN. PLEASE PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE STORY CODES. * Flames are ignored, but I welcome all constructive feedback regarding all of my stories. Now that the necessary stuff is out of the way, scroll down to the next line of dashes and enjoy. Remember that in my stories, "At Least One Lovely Girl Is Sexually Satisfied" KEEP SCROLLING!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- Alone At Night (MF Fsolo oral rim anal reluc) by Samantha Young Email : AlolGiss@gmail.com Web Page: /~AlolGiss/ Revision: June 2019 ----------------------------------------------------------------- Summary: This is the story of Linda, a happily married woman who has an unexpected adventure when she is all alone in her home. Originally uploaded in October 2016, but now re-uploaded with corrections. Linda got out of her car and locked it as she walked up the sidewalk into her home. She was proud of herself for remembering to do such a simple task. This was because she tended to forget, and her husband Bobby, had to remind her of it. "This is a new car," he would say, "I know it is only a silver Camry, but that's all we can afford for now." She loved her husband. In the three years they had been married, nothing had gotten old or stale in their marriage. They had dated for five years before that, and those were wonderful as well. Bobby was handsome, and rather than getting jealous when other women noticed him, she felt proud. He was tall and had sandy- blonde hair with green eyes. Although he was a salesman for a local place in town, he looked like a football player. She never felt intimidated by his six-foot height compared to her own five-foot, one-inch frame. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He always made her feel safe, even when he wasn't home--like today. It was Friday, and she was glad her workday was over. Even though Bobby made enough money for both of them to live comfortably, she still liked working at the bank because it gave her a sense of freedom. Plus, Bobby wasn't the type who refused her much. besides, the extra income made it possible to go on more trips together. In fact, they had planned a weekend trip which had to be canceled because Bobby got suddenly called away. This meant she would be spending the weekend alone in their modest house. This happened more than she liked, but she also knew that once Bobby got the new promotion which was coming his way, he would be working more in the city. This meant there would be less trips out of town without her. All these thoughts went through her head as she unlocked the front door of their 2-bedroom home and stepped inside. She kicked off her shoes and changed into some shorts. Then she busied herself doing things around the house; cleaning, dusting, ETC. Before she knew it, several hours had passed and she was hungry. Not having the time or energy to make something to eat, she ordered in a pizza. While she waited for it to be delivered, she finished cleaning. Again, losing herself in the tasks she was doing, she was surprised when there was a knock at the door. A tall guy with light brown hair stood at her door with a pizza box in his hand. When she opened the door, he just stood there, looking at her up and down as if wanting to have her for dinner. Then with a gruff voice he asked if he could use her phone. When he noticed the uncertain look on her face, he explained that his cell phone was dead, and he needed to call his work because they got angry if he didn't check in after each delivery. Linda thought that was kind of odd but decided it would be already letting him borrow the phone since it was a cordless anyway. She told him to wait and quickly brought him the phone. As she went inside to put the pizza on the dining table, the guy made his call. He was done when she came back to the door. Luckily, she had paid with her credit card when ordering, so this meant she didn't have to deal with him more than necessary. He handed her the phone and as he did so, his fingers touched hers. To Linda, it felt like it was on purpose because he didn't immediately move them away and he didn't apologize. She glared at him as she took back the phone before closing the door in his face. Although she was a bit frazzled, she felt relief as she saw him driving away. She checked the re-dial on the phone and found much to her relief, he had really called the pizza place. She decided that he was either new, or he simply lacked social graces. Deciding that he wasn't worth her evening getting ruined, she put him out of her mind. Shall put on a movie and ate some of the pizza, saving the rest for the next day. After all, she was alone for the entire weekend. Once the movie was over, she felt tired and ready for bed. However, she also wanted to get a nice bath first. After the long day at the bank, plus cleaning the house, a bubble bath would do her wonders. As the tub filled, she added the bubbles and took off her clothes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a short, dark-haired woman with B-cup breasts, a flat stomach, and a shaved pussy with larger than normal inner lips. She stepped into the tub when it was ready and lost herself in the warmth of the water. She was starting to relax when she thought she heard a sound which wasn't normal. She was used to sounds like the house settling, or the refrigerator coming on, but this was nothing like that. "Bobby, honey, is that you?" Linda hollered while sitting up in the tub, the bubbles barely covering her nipples. She wondered if maybe her husband had come home early. If that were so, they would be able to spend time together after all. Maybe they would start a fire in the living room and make love on the couch. She liked that idea, and it made her entire body tingle. When she received no reply, she stood up and reached for her robe. Wrapping it around her wet body, she walked into the empty bedroom and found...Nothing. She heard the noise again and decided that Bobby must be in the kitchen. She walked out of the room and into the kitchen, calling out, "Darling, are you home?" However, it too was empty. It was then that she noticed the light was on. She could have sworn she had turned it off after cleaning up and leaving for her bath. Bobby was always reminding her to turn off all unused lights because she sometimes forgot to do that. She turned off the kitchen light, then turned to leave. Before taking two steps, she thought she saw a shadow move in the living room behind her. Moving to the divider between the kitchen and the living room, she turned on the light for the living room and again saw...nothing. She decided that she was perhaps more tired than she thought, therefore, she was hearing and seeing things which weren't really there. Making sure the front door was locked, she turned off the lights and vacated the front area of the house. Upon entering her bedroom, she paused suddenly when she thought she heard someone breathing. She turned around to see if anything looked out of the ordinary but again, she saw nothing. She decided that in addition to being tired, she was still on edge because of that creepy pizza guy from earlier. No longer in the mood for a soothing bubble bath, she went into the bathroom and let the cooling water drain. She brushed her hair and her teeth in preparation for bed, then she changed into a plain nightie. She didn't bother wearing a sexy one since Bobby wasn't there to enjoy taking it off her anyway. Leaving both the hall light and the bathroom light on, she walked into the master bedroom and also turned on the lamp light on Bobby's side of the bed. She knew she was being wasteful by having so many lights on, but she didn't care. She figured that more lights meant less anxiety over the way she felt. She climbed into bed, laid her head against the fluffy pillows, then grabbed a book and began reading. Several minutes later when she was finally beginning to relax, she heard the distinct sound of someone breathing. Although she couldn't tell where the sound was coming from, there was no mistaking what she was hearing. Putting the book down, she made her way to the bedroom door. She poked her head into the hallway and saw...nothing. She felt equally relieved and annoyed that she didn't see anyone (or anything). Suddenly, an arm wrapped itself around her from behind. Just as she was about to cry out for help, she felt a strong hand covering her mouth. She heard a low gravelly voice whispering in her ear. "Don't scream. Otherwise you die." Grabbing her by the waist, he pulled her against his body. She could feel his warm breath against her neck and his nose in her hair as if he was taking in her scent. "You smell nice. I like that." His hand rubbed up and down over her nightie. "Not what I expected a sexy lady like you to be wearing on such a warm night like this. With your body, you should wear something a bit more revealing, don't you think?" Linda couldn't move--he held her so tight that she could barely breathe. She was still processing that someone was in her home, holding her against her will. She tried to think of what to do but fear kept her from thinking straight. Despite his comment about her body, she hoped the only thing he wanted was to scare her--maybe he only wanted to rob her, then he would leave her in peace. If she didn't make him mad, perhaps he wouldn't do anything else; like rape and kill her. Her mind raced as he held her with a strong grip. At first, she thought he might be the pizza guy from earlier, but the voice, although gravelly, was wrong. Also, even though the pizza guy was tall, this man seemed taller and stronger. Since it couldn't be him, she had no idea who this man was. When he ran his hand down her nightie again, it gave her chills. At first, she felt only fear, but then she felt a kind of pleasure which she couldn't explain. She couldn't deny that this man knew how to touch a woman, and in some ways it reminded her of Bobby. She figured she felt like this because of how much she missed her husband. She wished he was there now to hold her, to protect her, and to make love to her. Thinking of Bobby, she turned her head slightly to see if she could see his face, but all she saw was the outline of a black mask. "You don't need to see my face, girlie," the man said. "I have something special for you and nothing but your cooperation is required. Give me that, and nobody gets hurt." He started touching her all over, beginning at her neck, then moving lower to her breasts (making her nipples hard). A gasp almost escaped her lips when she felt sudden wetness forming between her legs from the familiar way he touched her. She almost moaned out loud but knew that would be the worst thing she could do. She wished he would simply rob her and leave. She and Bobby weren't rich, but they had some nice things he could take if he wanted. Linda didn't dare resist as he held her against him, running his hands up and down her front. The sensations felt good, making her wish that Bobby was here now--her body didn't discriminate though. He splayed his fingers over her breast, capturing a nipple and pinching it. This time the moan escaped her lips before she could stop it. "Oh, you like that!" he said into her ear. Reaching for the hem of her nightie, he pulled it up, exposing her thighs. His hand ran up and down her flesh, moving higher and higher. As his hand crept up her leg, Linda felt goose bumps breaking out. She clenched her teeth to keep from moaning out loud again but wasn't very successful. Slowly, ever so slowly, his hand got closer to her panties. It seemed like the closer he got to her crotch, the wetter her pussy became. "What's the matter?" he whispered. His tongue snaking out and flicking her ear. "Are you feeling good?" Linda shook her head as she felt his hand find its way to the leg band of her panties. Another soft moan escaped her lips when it moved higher and over her pussy. She drew in a sharp breath from fear and excitement when he traced his fingers across her vaginal lips. Linda tried moving away from him, but he tightened his grip on her. "Don't do that, pretty girl. Remember, do exactly as I say, and no one gets hurt. Do you understand?" She nodded and relaxed a little, resolving to not get hurt. "That's a good girl," the man said, loosening his grip a little. "You just let me have my way with you, and everything will be fine. Just think, you won't even have to tell hubby about tonight either." "How?" Linda asked, her eyes widening in surprise at the mentioning of Bobby. She couldn't figure out how he knew she was married. "Surprised, pretty girl? I saw the large rock on your finger earlier. Don't worry, that doesn't bother me one bit. In fact, it turns me on even more knowing that I'm gonna do things to you that your hubby can't manage." As he spoke, he pushed his hand inside her panties, then started rubbing her pussy. He groaned into her ear as the tips of his fingers covered her hairless mound. "I love bare muffin," he said as two of his thick fingers worked their way between her moist lips and onto her clit (which was throbbing like it never had before). Linda could not believe the betrayal of her body as she felt her hips moving up to meet his hand. She couldn't deny that this man was making her feel things she never felt from Bobby. Even though she mostly wanted him to stop, a part of her wanted to see where this all went. "Let's get more comfortable, shall we? Just remember, if you scream for help, if you try to run away, or if you try to hurt me in any way, things will go very badly for you." The man closed the bedroom door and led her to the side of the bed where she stood facing the window. He turned off both lamps, leaving the room in near total darkness. As Linda watched him closing the blinds, she knew there was nothing she could to stop what was going to happen. He stood in front of her and lifted the nightie the rest of the way off, leaving her standing in only her panties. She was going to protest at first, but then remembered his warnings. She shivered slightly from the fear and excitement of not knowing exactly what was about to happen yet knowing she would most likely enjoy it. Linda could see him a little, but even more so, she could feel his fingers tracing lines across her body in the darkness. His hands cupped her bare breasts again, the pads of his thumbs stroking across the erect nipples. She could feel them tighten as he stroked the sensitive tips. "Very nice," he said, watching her intently as she tried hiding her pleasure. "You like that, don't you?" When she didn't respond, he pinched her nipples, gentle at first, but then with more force. "Say it!" "Yes," she responded in a raspy voice. The sensation coursing through her, causing what seemed like an endless flow of wetness to further dampen her already soaking panties. "Good," he responded, his hands continuing to stroke down her body and onto her navel. He hooked his thumbs inside the thin, lacy material of her panties and slid them down her legs. He held them up to his face and sniffed deeply. "Very nice," he commented with a smile. His hand went between her thighs and began to stroke the hairless outer lips with his fingers. He could feel the abundant wetness seeping from her slit. "You are so wet. I like that because it tells me how much of a whore you truly are." His fingers parted the folds and he stroked her clit. "Aghh," she moaned softly, hating herself for feeling this way so soon. He chuckled as his fingers moved up and down her slit, touching the entrance of her pussy. His fingers slid back and forth, getting coated with her juices. He pushed one of his fingers inside her, causing her to feel a new level of excitement. Linda gasped and bit her lip at the assault, trying not to cry out, trying to keep still and not push back to feel more. She didn't want to show him how she was enjoying what he was doing to her. The walls of her pussy contracted around his finger as he moved it in and out, causing small but intense tremors of pleasure to pass through her body. He suddenly withdrew his finger, causing her to yelp in surprise. Then he took off his belt and looped it around her back. He placed her hands behind her and tied them with it. "Remember," he said as he pushed her down on the bed, so her legs dangled over the side, "don't fight me or you'll get hurt." He spread her thighs apart and buried his face in her sopping pussy. Since Linda and Bobby didn't have a lot of oral sex, feeling this man's mouth between her legs took her completely by surprise. She didn't know how to react to the almost-foreign feelings as his mouth and tongue kissed and licked her bare flesh. Although her pussy had been licked before, it was very rare. She found herself arching her back and wrapping her ankles around the man's neck--she loved the way he moved his tongue in quick circles around her clit. He sucked her swollen, inner lips, running his teeth gently across each one, making her feel even more excitement because of the slight pain involved. She wished he hadn't tied her hands-- she wouldn't have tried to stop him even if she could. Instead, she opened her legs a little more, pushing the back of his head further against her quivering pussy. "I think you like that, girlie," the man said, coming up for air. Then as if reading her thoughts, he added, "I'm going to untie your hands, but you must promise to be a good girl. If you are, I'll make you feel even better since you are obviously enjoying things so far." When Linda nodded, the man untied her hands and pulled her off the bed. "It's your turn now, sweetheart. If you want me to lick that lovely twat of yours some more, you gotta show me how much you want it." "But how?" Linda started when the man pushed her shoulders down and forced her to her knees in front of him. If that wasn't obvious enough, things were made clearer when he unsnapped his jeans and let them fall to the ground. "Take it out, sweetheart," he said with excitement in his voice. When she didn't immediately do as he commanded, he took her hand and placed it on his erection. She fumbled with his boxers and took it out so it pointed up at her. "That's it, sweetie. Now, be a good girl and move your hands up and down on it for a bit." Knowing she couldn't refuse, she did as he asked. There were many times that she would give Bobby a handjob while he watched TV on the couch or read a book in bed. Although this usually didn't make him cum, she knew he liked it because it relaxed him after a long day at work. Since they didn't talk that much about sex, she had never told him how much holding his dick in her hands turned her on. If Bobby was horny enough, he would sometimes have sex with her afterward. And if she was really lucky, his dick would rub against her clit in just the right way, allowing her to cum. Most times after having sex with Bobby, she would make herself cum after he fell asleep. If she was lucky, Bobby would finger her to a wonderful orgasm, but that didn't happen often. Since he had rarely gone down on her, she didn't know how to respond to the wonderful feelings this stranger had made her feel. She couldn't deny that the licking she had just received was far better than what she was used to. "Well?" asked the man, bringing Linda out of her inner thoughts. "I said to start giving me some special lovin' with your mouth. Remember, I'll lick your sweet pussy again if you do a good job." Linda lowered her head down and stuck her tongue out, licking the shaft—it didn't taste bad. He smelled wonderful, and as she licked the head, she realized she liked the taste of his wetness. He tangled his fingers through her hair and pushed her head down further on him. Getting the hint, Linda opened her mouth and took him inside her mouth. He groaned from the pleasure she gave him, then he told her to use her tongue as she sucked. At first, the grip on her head was strong, but it lessened noticeably when she started bobbing her head. Because she wasn't used to giving head, her jaw started getting slightly sore after only a couple of minutes. There was spit and precum running down his shaft and her chin, but the man seemed to like how sloppy it all was. She had to admit that she liked the feeling of his dick in her mouth. She wasn't sure if she could do this with her husband because she didn't want him to think she was a dirty whore. As the blowjob continued, she realized she liked doing this a lot. "Open wider and relax your throat, sweetheart," she heard the man's words coming from above. Then without warning, he put more pressure than before on the back of her head and forced his dick even deeper in her mouth. His dick touched the back of her throat, almost gagging her in the process. He continued pleasuring himself by fucking her mouth as if it was a cunt. She could hear him moaning and calling her names like cock-sucking whore, dirty cheating cum- slut, and nasty cunt. Instead of feeling cheap and abused from those words, she felt even more wetness flowing out from between her legs. Before she knew it, he was pulling her off his dick and making her stand in front of him. He turned her around and pushed her onto the bed, making her get on her hands and knees. Linda knew this was the moment he was finally going to rape her. Then again, considering how she felt so far, she wasn't all that sure it could be called rape. Instead of pushing his dick inside her, he put his face between her legs and started licking her soaking cunt from behind. From this angle, she felt his entire face pressing against her crotch. She should have felt embarrassed from how exposed she was, but she welcomed all these new feelings. She felt his tongue running up and down her crack while his nose pressed against her puckered ass hole. Just as she was getting into it, she suddenly felt something wet working its way inside her ass. Her eyes shot open when she realized that the wet thing in her back door was his tongue. Not ever having experienced anyone rimming her ass, she wasn't sure how to react. She wasn't sure if she should move back toward him or forward away from him. Instead, she stayed still, enjoying the new, amazing way she felt. The new and powerful sensations grew in intensity grew when he started fingering her clit while continuing to lick her ass. Very soon after, his tongue replaced his fingers on her clit, and that's all she needed to finally lose it. Unable to hold back any longer, Linda came as if it was the first time in her life. "Oh God!" she screamed as her cunt flooded even more than before. "I'm cumming!" She pushed back, giving in completely. She knew that from this moment on, she would give this man whatever he wanted—her body now belonged to him. She didn't know how she would go on if he didn't keep touching her and making her feel like this. The man stepped back, then turned her around to face him. "You got a lot of fire between those legs of yours, sweetheart. Does hubby know what he has here at home?" The mentioning of her husband should have brought her back to reality, and she should have been angry with this man for "raping" her. Instead, she lay there, ready for him to have his way with her. The man pushed her further back, kneeling on the bed between her parted thighs as he pressed her arms against the mattress. He leaned forward and took a nipple between his teeth, causing her to moan from the pain and pleasure. Although Linda was still a bit sensitive from her recent orgasm, she felt her body responding, wanting more. "I can see you are ready for the best fuck of your existence," he said. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down her slit, grazing across her throbbing clit. "Ahh!" she gasped as her back bowed off the bed. She knew she was about to be fucked like never before. Furthermore, she couldn't believe she was allowing this man, this stranger to go through with it. He made her feel both good and dirty at the same time. She wanted it—she wanted him deep inside her. She arched her body even more when she felt the head of his cock at her entrance. Because she was sure what would happen next, she was surprised and a little disappointed when he backed off. "Say it, whore. Say that you want me to fuck you." With little hesitation, Linda replied, "Please fuck me! I want you to fuck me hard." As the words escaped her lips, the man eased his cock inside her, teasing her and moving slowly back and forth. She tried to take him further inside by raising her hips off the bed, but he forcefully held her down. She writhed beneath him as he continued the pleasant torture between her splayed legs. It was more than she could take as he stroked the inner walls of her pussy with his large cock. When she felt like she was losing all control and was close to cumming again, she shouted, "Fuck me harder!" He thrust deeper, fucking her in earnest, causing her to cry out as she came almost immediately. Her body shook in violent waves that seemed to go on forever as he continued moving hard and fast inside her. Her vaginal walls contracted around him, squeezing him. He continued to fuck her relentlessly for what seemed like hours but was most likely five minutes. Linda felt like she was having one orgasm after another. She was amazed that although he had fucked her deep and hard for this long, he still hadn't cum. She was not sure what drove this man to have so much stamina, but she was in no position to complain. Normally when Bobby was inside her, it only took two or three minutes before he was done. From the look of determination on this man's face, she wouldn't be surprised to find that he would cum when he was good and ready. After a while, the man's thrusts slowed until he slipped out of her pussy. At first, Linda thought it was because he was close to cumming, but she saw how wrong she was when he turned her around so she was on her hands and knees again. Just like before, he pushed his tongue inside her ass, rimming her using a lot more saliva than before. Once finished, he rubbed the head of his cock against her soaking pussy. She thought he was going to start fucking her like before, but the next thing she felt was the head pressing against her anal opening. Before she could ask if that's where he really meant to put it, he pushed himself inside, making her feel fuller than ever before. Much to his credit and her surprise, he didn't force it all the way in. Instead of immediately fucking her hard and fast like when he fucked her pussy, it seemed like he made sure to go slow while she got used to the intrusion. Even so, it still hurt (and felt very good at the same time). "You're very tight back here," he said, holding her by the hips as he pushed in a little deeper. "I guess hubby never fucked your sweet ass before, aye?" He groaned as his cock slid even further inside her ass until it was lodged all the way to the hilt. He stayed still for a moment, giving her a few seconds to get used to him inside her like this. She groaned as the pleasant discomfort of his cock sliding in and out of her ass subsided. The surprisingly gentle action from this stranger still surprised her, and it made her want him even more. Bobby had tried to fuck her ass once before, but it had hurt so much that she made him stop after less than a minute. She started feeling true pleasure when the man began moving faster inside her until she started feeling his muscular thighs slapping the backs of her own tone ones. She pushed back, enjoying the smooth, long strokes as his tempo increased. Her body ached for more as she felt another orgasm building inside of her. She was moaning with each thrust, know it wouldn't be long before she came again. "Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Make me cum!" she shouted incoherently. She couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth. It was as if she had become the whore he had called her earlier. She felt his fingers holding her hips even more firmly as he quickened his pace. She gripped the headboard, somehow knowing that he was still not ready to cum inside her. The feel of him was amazing as she felt herself passing the point of no return. "I'm cumming! Oh God, fuck me harder! Don't stop, I'm cumming!" He reached around her hips and stroked her throbbing clit as she came in violent waves. Her body convulsed and her hands tightened on the headboard as she screamed out loud. She suddenly felt him swell inside her as he thrust one final time as deep as he could go. She imagined his nuts tightening when she heard him groan. Although she couldn't see it, she felt his cock pulsing inside her ass, filling her with what she guessed must be a torrent of man cream. "Oh fuck! Feels good! Take it, whore, take my cum, you nasty slut!" Linda felt each spurt as he came. After he was spent, he pressed her against the bed as he collapsed on top of her. Linda lay still, feeling completely satisfied as the stranger's cock slipped out of her ass. Although she would most likely be sore for the next day or two, she didn't care. "You are a dirty whore," the man said as he lay next to her. "Only dirty whores like you fuck strange men who aren't their husbands." She should have been angry at hearing those words, but she found herself loving the way he put her down. This was a new side of her she had just discovered, and she liked it. The man turned her over and put his slimy dick in front of her face. He rubbed it on her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, and finally her lips. She was disgusted yet turned on enough that she opened her mouth and cleaned him off. When she finished, he patted her on the head like a dog. She felt conflicted; part of her wanted this night to be over at last, and part of her wanted him to stay and have his way with her all over again. Eventually the man got dressed and left without a word. Several minutes later, Linda walked into the bathroom on shaky legs and ran a new bath. Twenty minutes later as she dried herself, she noticed several bite marks on her neck and breasts. Thinking about her husband, she hoped that he would be too tired to notice, or he would think they were something else completely. The bruises were such that there was nothing she could do to hide them. She eventually went to bed, not even bothering with putting on a nightie like before. She tried going to sleep but found that the events of the night were still too vivid in her overly-active mind. She couldn't get the strange man out of her mind. She felt new shivers of excitement as she relived everything he had done to her and the way she felt about it all. Finally, it was too much for her and she found she was turned on all over again. She ran her hands down the front of her body until she reached her pussy. She gasped when she slid two fingers into her wet folds. Thinking about the stranger's large cock inside her, filling her, she quickly reached another orgasm. After that, she was finally able to relax enough and get the much-needed sleep her body desired. The next morning, Linda woke to find Bobby in bed with her. She could smell coffee as he read the morning paper. Still feeling sore from the night before, she turned into him and gave him a kiss. "Good morning, Bobby," she said cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?" Bobby put the paper down and looked at his beautiful wife. "Yes I did, but I'm still a bit tired because of what I did last night. It was very wonderful and intense. Yet, no matter how tired I feel, I still can't sleep in, not even on a Saturday." She snuggled up to him a few minutes later and said, "That was fun last night. You really know how to scare a girl who is all alone with no one around to protect her." Bobby looked at his beautiful and adventurous wife and nodded. "Maybe next week you could be a college cheerleader who loses her virginity after having a little too much to drink." "Oh yes," Linda said, straddling his body. "I'd love to be taken advantage of that way. In the meantime, will you fuck me in the ass again? I want you to do it rough again." Bobby smiled and prepared to fulfill his sexy wife's desires. THE END ----------------------------------------------------------------- The preceding story was a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Flames ignored, but constructive criticism welcome. /Samantha Young <AlolGiss@gmail.com> /~AlolGiss/