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   A Change of Heart (MFM, DP, Oral, Anal, Group, wife) By Randy Rock Star
- For My Ex ;-)   "I see you've had a change of heart" I said as I pressed
my left hand softly into the small of her back.  Lisa and I met when we
were in college.  She was way too drunk at a pub night during orientation
week and was the prey of a number of "hunters" who had been plying her with
drink.  Foolish gentleman that I am, I stepped in pretending to be her
brother and escorted her safely to her dorm.  I guess she was moved by the
gallant gesture, because she asked everyone on campus who I was until
someone finally pointed me out one day in the dining hall.  She came right
over and immediately began to humbly thank me for saving her.  She offered
to make dinner for me as a token of payment but I would have nothing to do
with it (what can you make in a dorm room, but the gesture was sincere and
appreciated nonetheless) and asked her out on a date instead.  She accepted
and to make a long story short, we became an item in no time at all.  As
soon as we graduated we got married and the rest was going to be pretty
much "Happily-Ever-After" history.  Or so I thought... We tried hard to
have kids.  And we had an awful lot of fun in the process.  But try as we
might we just couldn't seem to conceive a child.  Tests eventually revealed
that she was infertile so we just accepted the fact and satisfied ourselves
with the fact that she no longer needed to use birth control to avoid later
surprises.  Truth be told now, I don't think that Lisa ever wanted kids;
she was so in love with her hot little body.  Oh, I've neglected to mention
that, haven't I?  Well let me tell you, she was very hot!  Hard to tell at
first because of the conservative outfits she wore most of the time.  But
many times I caught her smiling at herself in the mirror while she modeled
her latest undies for herself.  She knew she was a number, all right. 
Petite, she stood about 5'2" in her bare feet.  Adorable, size 5 feet, they
were.  With pretty airbrushed toenails.  She liked to look pretty.  And
then she'd hide it all from view.  As petite as she was, she still had
rather long legs and the cutest ass you've ever seen.  I've always been a
big lover of the gap.  No, I'm not referring to the clothing store.  I'm
talking about that glorious space that some women have at the top of their
thighs that shows the light of day even when their legs are tightly closed.
Lisa's was at least an inch across and you could clearly see the lips of
her cunt (she shaves all but a flying vee above her sex) and when she was
aroused, even her clit would appear prominently.  Thirty-two inch hips
narrowing into a tiny little eighteen-inch waist highlighted by her pierced
navel, the result of a drunk night together in New Orleans one Mardi Gras.
Looking up one soon beholds her magnificent thirty two B-cup mounds, quite
enough for a tiny thing like her, tipped with small pink nipples that
looked much like pencil erasers and got about as hard when she was horny.
Her shoulders were straight and a little wide so that formed a perfect
inverted triangle with her narrowing waist when viewed from a doggy-style
position.  Nice.  She had a very young and cute face with a little turned
up button nose that gave her a look of innocence.  Green eyes and jet-black
hair that she kept in a short pixie cut, she was the most beautiful thing
in the world, as far as I was concerned.  Things seemed to go along just
great for about seven years.  A real lack of excitement seemed to take over
our sex lives.  It all became very routine and humdrum.  We had considered
ourselves somewhat adventurous in the early years that we were together but
in reality it was pretty conventional.  We tried out all the rooms in the
house.  We used maybe four or five different positions.  But that was about
the extent of it.  In an effort to try and inject some excitement into the
relationship I started to make suggestions.  But Lisa would have nothing to
do with it.  "That sounds perverted" she exclaimed one night when I asked
her if I could fuck her ass.  "Aren't I enough to satisfy you?" she asked
when I suggested we invite a woman into our bedroom.  "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU
THINK I AM, SOME KIND OF WHORE?" she screamed one night when I suggested
that perhaps she might like it if one of my buddies joined in.  She
wouldn't even suck my cock.  It's not that she was religious or anything.
Just that she was so conservative and uptight.  Or so I thought.  It had
been a long and grueling two weeks at the new corporate training center. 
Travel for work is bad enough but when it runs over a weekend I get really
cranky.  As boring as missionary is when you've done it a thousand times
with the same woman I just couldn't wait to get home and have a nice fuck
session with my wife.  Cheapskates that the firm I work for are, they
booked my return home on Saturday but the agent called me on my cell Friday
morning to let me know there was a last-minute cancellation and I could get
in on the last flight Friday night.  The plane was delayed about an hour
and it was about 2AM Saturday when we landed in Toronto.  I had left my
Bimmer in the driveway rather than risk airport parking for two weeks. 
Lisa wasn't expecting me until Saturday afternoon so I just grabbed an
airport limo to our home in Richmond Hill.  As we rounded the bend in the
crescent I noticed a third car in the drive behind Lisa's and mine.  It
seemed all the more strange because the house lights were dark.  The car
was a tricked-out Honda Civic, lowered and with blacked-out glass.  It
looked out of place behind the BMW and the Volvo.  "Your son has a pretty
hot car", said the limo driver as he pulled in beside the Honda.  How would
he know that we had no kids?  I just grunted and signed the credit card
chit.  My mind was elsewhere.  In retrospect, it's amazing how in-control I
was at the time because my mind was racing a million miles a second and
much of it is blurry now.  But I remember carefully unlocking and opening
the door, in case we had been the victims of a home invasion.  There had
been a few in the area and police had warned people to be careful.  The
house was quiet as I hung my coat in the closet.  But as I began to ascend
the stairs I heard a strange animal-like grunting sound.  What the hell?  I
raced to the bedroom door and threw it wide open.  The nightlight was on
and in the dim light available the scene was now evident before me.  There,
on her hands and knees on the bed was my pretty wife Lisa, straddling some
nineteen-year-old stud, his rather large prick sliding in and out of her
cunt.  On his knees in front of her, hands gripping the headboard behind
him, eyes closed in a look of half pain/half ecstasy, was another
nineteen-year-old stud with his cock in Lisa's mouth.  No, on closer look,
it wasn't in her mouth.  It was buried to the hilt.  No wonder he looked
the way he did because she was pulling off it ... My God is that thick ...
and then literally gobbling it back up with a slurping sound.  I was in
complete shock.  I must have froze in my tracks for what seemed like
forever but in reality was I think just minutes.  What brought me quickly
back to reality was the young buck being sucked.  He opened his eyes and
then got this "Holy fuck, now we're in deep shit!" look on his face.  In
the split second that followed I came to some very quick realizations.  I
suppose I should have been insanely jealous but the core of my brain, (any
man's brain) my cock was like the CN Tower, tall and proud and made of
concrete.  Here before me was my dearly beloved and obviously repressed
wife Lisa engaging in the kind of behaviour I could only have dreamed
about. Still, she had been deceitful; dishonest.  And for that, I decided
that she must be put in her place.  So I quickly gained control over myself
and began to take control of the room.  I brought my finger up to my lips
to shush the poor lad but I'm not sure that was necessary due to the shock
he was in and the continuing feast going on between his legs.  When he saw
my grin he began to relax, though.  His buddy below was too busy trying to
avoid his swinging balls (Lisa is short and mostly leg at that so she only
came up to her fuck-toy's chest.) to even know I was there.  I knew what
had to be done.  I disappeared for just a second to grab some lotion from
the bathroom.  Back in the master bedroom I took my clothes off and left
them in a heap on the floor.  As gently as I could I climbed up on the bed
behind Lisa.  "I see you've had a change of heart" I said as I pressed my
left hand softly into the small of her back.  Suddenly she froze, as stiff
as a statue.  I squeezed the bottle with my other hand and the lotion
drizzled all over her ass.  In one movement I tossed the bottle aside and
brought my hand around in an arc and "Smack!!" I swatted her ass really
hard.  "Oooohhh" she mewed.  Her juices started to run down the insides of
her delicate thighs.  The little slut liked it.  And I think fuck-toy
thought she did it to herself because he started to pump her even harder. I
would remember that for the future but for now I had other priorities.  I
slid my hand around all over her slimy ass and when my hand was nice and
greasy I gave my dick a good wipe and pressed it firmly at the opening of
Lisa's virgin ass hole.  "You could have told me what you wanted and I
would have gone along with it, Baby.  I offered you all this and more.  But
you had to go and sneak around behind my back and now I'm going to give you
what you really deserve" I said as I grabbed her by the hair with my left
hand and using my right, shoved my cock into her tight ass hole.  It
resisted at first but after a few seconds it opened with a plop and in I
slid.  Her meal had backed out of her mouth momentarily and as I drove my
cock into her ass she let out a wail of pleasure like I had never heard in
my life.  "Oh my fucking god!  I'm so full." she screamed only to be
muffled as dinner put his hand behind her neck and pushed his cock back
into her mouth.  Now she truly was full.  My cock was harder than it had
ever been and I drove it in and out of her with purpose and determination.
Her legs began to tremble uncontrollably as her holes were stretched
tightly around fuck-toy and me.  Lisa writhed in orgasmic convulsions for
about fifteen minutes as we drove into her from all sides until they
finally emptied their balls into her.  Seeing them cum was enough for me
and I pulled out.  The sight of her gaping ass hole put me over the edge
and I came in buckets, spurting gobs of cum all over Lisa's back and the
back of her head.  I even got some on dinner's stomach and Lisa leaned
forward and slurped it up.  "I'll walk the boys to the door." I said and
they got the hint and grabbed their clothes.  "Look fellas", I said as we
walked down the stairs.  "I spotted a few mods on that car of yours that
could have it taken off the road, know what I mean?  But, if you guys play
this my way then I'll forget all about that and the bag of grass sticking
out of your coat pocket and from time to time I'll even let you have your
way with her." They were still nodding like puppies as they made their way
to the Honda in the driveway.  Lisa was curled in a ball when I came back
up, wrapped in a blanket on the bed.  "We have to talk, Lisa but it should
wait until morning." I said.  "Anything you say, David.  Anything at all!"
she replied in a dreamy, drunk voice as she drifted into sleep.  "That's
all I needed to here, Precious." Sleep was the last thing on my mind.  I
was beginning to get ideas...