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 Vanessa the Internet Slut

   Vanessa woke up and stretched.  The sheets beside her were cool to the
touch.  She shook the sleep from her foggy head and was both thankful and
jealous of her husband John's career.  They had a nice life.  They owned a
wonderful home in a safe and prosperous neighborhood.  That alone was hard
to come by here in the nation's Capitol.  They had no immediate need for
money.  John more than provided for them and was happy to be up early and
off to work.  She was jealous at the same time.  It wasn't that many years
ago that they frolicked in bed and explored each others wishes and desires.


   Don't misunderstand her.  John and she still had a good sex life it was
just less frequent that it had been.  She was happy to be a stay at home
wife and didn't miss the day to day grind of working.  She did put time and
effort into keeping her tummy taught and legs trim.  She still turned heads
at the mall.  5 ft 4 in of natural blonde with a good 38 D rack that still
held there shape.  At 130 Lbs she looked better than she did when she got
married.  John was proud of her for good reason.

   It's just that she was having that feeling more and more that she was
missing out on life.  The days turned into weeks and the weeks became
months and nothing much changed except the inevitable decrease in her
marital sex life.  Vanessa would never complain, mind you.  She loved her
husband and appreciated all the hours he put in on there behalf.  In the
last few months there were times her mind wandered back to the early years.
The nights she and John stayed up all night in bed.  She wondered if she
would be willing to do those things John had tried to talk her into years
ago.  At the time they seemed so cheap and horrible but now she wondered if
they would bring that magic spark back to there bed.  She secretly hoped
John would roll her over and try to do her from behind.  She was sure she
would let him.  She might even let him put it in her bottom.  It still
seemed so nasty but it also caused her pussy to quake every time the though
crept into her day dreams.

   John minimized outlook on his desktop.  He had run all the hot emails in
his inbox and had a great start on the report that was due at the end of
the week.  He still had another 45 minutes or so before the office started
to fill up with people.  Glancing at his closed door he could see it was
locked.  His coworkers expected that of him.  When in the groove he wanted
no distractions.  He kicked open his personal laptop and fired up FireFox.
His favorite bookmarks were quickly at his finger tips.  Bang Bros, Milf
Hunters, Mature Babes, Cheating wives were all at his command.  He was
running through his wireless internet card instead of the office LAN so no
one could track him.  At least no one from his work.  He opened his belt
and folded back his trousers as he opened his first Porno sight.  The women
on the screen was on her knees.  A huge cock buried in her throat.  He had
spent years trying to get his wife Vanessa to try that but he loved her to
much to force her.  His erection was stiff and already leaking at the tip.
He glanced at his desk clock.  Still 40 minutes of complete privacy he
thought as he began to stroke left handed.  His right hand busy on the
mouse.

   Vanessa was changing out of her exercise cloths.  She took a quick
shower and gave the house a quick once over.  I was spotless.  In front of
her closet she picked out a cool cotton layered skirt and a cotton eyelet
top.  She knew she should wear a bra or a cami but to hell with it.  The
day was already muggy.  She tossed them on the bed and slipped into a white
cotton thong.  Vanessa put the finishing touches on her makeup and slipped
into her skirt and top.  The skirt was very short.  The top loose and
exposed three inches of her tummy.  It felt cool and free.  Slipping into
her wedge sandals with wrap straps she picked up her purse and headed for
her midmorning indulgence.  An Iced cappuccino sounded heavenly.

   John tossed the tissues in his basket and tightened his tie.  He had 4
minutes to make it to the staff meeting.  He felt a little guilty but hell
a man had needs and he sure couldn't get his perversions taken care of at
home.

   Vanessa jumped out of her trusty car and into the local Coffee Bistro.
None of her regular girl friends were there but the cute new server was at
the counter.  Chad had been working there for a few weeks.  He always
flirted with Vanessa and it made her feel good.  Deep down, she wondered if
she dressed for him or was it just the heat.  The banter was pleasant.  He
was a hunk.  At least 6 ft 2 in a perfect tan and he was a rock.  She would
guess maybe 220.  Chad complemented her on how nice she looked and didn't
even try to hide the fact that he was checking out her tits.  Vanessa
couldn't help it.  Her nipples crinkled up hard and presented themselves
for him to look at.  She blushed slightly but didn't flinch or lower her
head.  Cappuccino in hand she went to her favorite table and pretended to
read her morning paper.  In actuality she was trying to gain her composure.
She was well aware of the dampness in her panties and knew why it was
there. This was silly but harmless.  Chad was way too young for her but she
enjoyed the attention.  He looked like one of those surfers in the movies.
Rock hard abs, sun bleached hair, dusty smoldering eyes, and a quick easy
smile.

   John finished up proofing the minutes of the morning staff meeting and
headed off to lunch.  He sure hoped that hot red head was working the
counter.  She had the perkiest tits he had ever seen.  He wished he could
get Vanessa to go braless for him.

   Vanessa felt a presence close to her table.  She looked up just as Chad
sat down in the chair next to her.  He flashed a quick smile and placed his
tall ice tee next her cappuccino.  Since the store was slow he was taking a
break and hoped she could use some friendly conversation.  Vanessa could
feel her nipples tighten again and hoped he couldn't see down her top but
in a way hoped he could too.  She told Chad no problem she could use some
company.  He was close enough for her to smell.  He smelled good. 
Sandalwood mixed with something she couldn't explain.  He smelled like a
man.  Chad was good at small talk.  His hand touched hers on the table top
and there thighs were touching under the table.

   Slowly over the next hour or so Vanessa learned that Chad was indeed an
actor.  He had come out to New York from California to do a stint in an off
Broadway play and came down to Washington D.C.  to help out a friend.  His
friend had an Internet business he was getting off the ground and Chad was
modeling and acting in some of his online content.  Vanessa was interested
but she was also more than a little turned on to have this attractive a man
pay attention to her.  Chad asked if she would consider working with him on
a project.  The shy wife knew this was far beyond a simple flirtation now.
She was sure this would be a bad idea.  She knew she could never tell John
as he would never understand.  But yet she heard herself say yes.  Chad
excused himself to help customers and she managed to catch her breath. 
Vanessa was flattered that this attractive young man could find her
desirable and want to spend more time with her.  Chad swung back by the
table and gave her a card.  It had an address and telephone number on it he
asked her to meet him there tomorrow around ten.  He lifted her chin and
gave her a tender kiss then brushed her hair out of her face and casually
let the back of his hand course gently over her breast.  It looked
completely innocent to anyone that might be in the store.  To Vanessa it
was anything but innocent.

   John finished his day up as he usually did.  His email was current the
staff was all gone and he had some alone time in his office.  The evenings
were reserved for surfing.  Internet pornography was becoming a serious
time consumer.  John set hi alarm for one hour and with great anticipation
went to his adult search page on his network free Laptop.  In the semi
darkness of his office the new site preview pages slowly worked through his
mind.  His preferences were fairly stable.  They tended toward mature women
being coerced or seduced or tricked into acts they shouldn't.  In the back
of his mind was always his attractive wife.  Vanessa was still very hot and
he loved her dearly but he also yearned to see her be a slut, even if just
in fantasy.  The alarm went off and John reluctantly closed down his
laptop, and headed for home.

   Dinner done and showers taken the couple watched a favorite TV show in
there bedroom before slipping off to sleep.  Vanessa had considered wearing
trashy lingerie and offering herself to her husband but the fear of
mediocrity had kept her from it.  She instead fell asleep with a vision of
a young hunk named Chad shirtless on a wind swept beach just waiting for
her.  John fell asleep quickly as well but his thoughts were to a spindly
redhead bent over the serving counter in a short skirt with no panties.

   Vanessa awoke with anticipation.  Something she hadn't felt in months.
John was on his way as usual and she was wondering if she could actually go
through with her assignation with Chad.  In the back of her mind she was
worried it would turn out to be just some silly improv acting thing and she
had made up or embellished the flirting in her mind but she knew that if
Chad was serious she would willingly forsake her wedding vows for him.  She
took a nice hat bath and paid extra attention to her grooming.  She
completely removed her pubic hair as well as all her body hair.  She oiled
and pampered herself and finally put on the outfit she had selected in her
mind.  A one piece patterned satin lace sundress, with pearls and high
heels.  She wore a black silk thong under it and nothing else.  In the
light the thong outline was plain to see.  The dress was almost sheer but
the pattern kept it from being obscene.  It was mid thigh in length and
buttoned up the front.  Vanessa left the top two buttons undone as well as
the last one on the bottom.  You could see a generous portion of both
cleavage and thigh.  A simple clutch purse in her hand and she was off to
see Chad.

   John' day was extra busy.  He hadn't had time for his morning ritual. 
The big quarterly reports were all going in today.  He was pretty sure he
couldn't even break free for lunch.  It was a shame.  He really wanted to
see what that pretty red head server was wearing today.

   The SUV stopped in front of the address supplied on the card by Chad. 
It was simple bungalow style apartment in one of the middle class areas
outside the beltway.  Vanessa touched up her lipstick and walked to the
door boldly knocking with no hesitation.  Chad greeted her at the door and
invited her in.  She couldn't believe it.  He was dressed almost like her
fantasy.  He was wearing nothing but basketball shorts.  His chest was
smooth, tan and massive.  He had a full six pack set of abs and the tattoos
on his back and shoulders were impressive.  My god he was so sexy.  The
apartment was clean and well appointed.  Chad led the housewife to a living
room furnished by a simple leather couch and a small table.  Other than
lights in the corners the room seemed starkly empty.  Chad offered her a
drink which she took and sat with her on the couch.  His hand settled
easily on her shoulder.  Vanessa was instantly aware of his maleness.  The
fact that he touched her without reservation made her instantly wet.  She
wished he would take down the top of her dress and take her right then and
there.

   That instant another young man walked into the room and Chad introduced
him as his partner Rick.  Rick sat on the other side of Vanessa as they
casually chatted on the couch.  Chad was explaining there business to her
and asked her if she would be willing to sign a release for them.  Vanessa
was still unsure of what was happening but the presence of two hunky men
made her want to do anything they asked.  Rick asked for her license which
she got out of her purse and then gave her a pen to sign the form.  Vanessa
signed it and then held it up with her license and Rick snapped a close up
of her with a digital camera.

   Chad was kissing her neck and gently caressing her thigh through her
dress.  Vanessa let her head fall back as Chad moved his hand to her
breast. There lips locked in a passionate kiss as Chad expertly undid the
remaining buttons on her dress.  Vanessa looked up as she felt the dress
slide off her breasts and realized not only was Rick still there but he had
continued to take pictures with the digital camera.  Also there was now an
expensive looking video camera on a tripod right across from the couch. 
She was guided up on her knees on the couch and the dress simply slipped
all the way off.  Vanessa found herself on her knees with her ass pointing
at the camera and her back arched and legs spread.  She felt humiliated at
being used and displayed like this but more turned on than she could ever
remember.  Leaning over the back of the couch she felt her thong moved to
the side and a wonderful strong tongue caressing her exposed pussy.  Hands
guided her arms back and coaxed her to spread her cheeks.  The tongue
slipped over her tiny pink pucker as fingers ran gently over her moist
slit. A thumb put pressure directly on her asshole as fingers slipped deep
inside her.  A deep guttural moan escaped from her lips as she let her head
fly back and her hair slip over her shoulder.  Vanessa felt a hand in her
hair and allowed her head to be turned to the side.  Something touched her
pouting lips and her eyes came open.  Rick was beside her with his slippery
fingers caressing her lips.  Vanessa let her mouth fall open as Chad kept
his tongue working on her pussy and ass.  Rick slipped three fingers into
her mouth and she licked them clean of the slippery essence they bore.  She
knew it was her own juices and somewhere deep in her mind she realized how
slutty this was but she was to far gone in sexual frenzy to stop.

   Vanessa was guided to a position with her elbows on the couch and her
ass high in the air.  A hard but spongy object was rubbing up and down her
pussy and she was having another mini orgasm.  She was well aware that a
man was about to penetrate her sopping pussy and at that point didn't even
care which one it was.  The cock was shoved home with force.  There was
some pain at first but that quickly changed to pleasure.  The velvety
smooth shaft was running in and out of her tight pussy and she could feel
the wetness she was producing envelope the beautiful cock.  It was bigger
than any she had ever encountered and the first other than her husband's
she had since her wedding day.

   She could feel another presence present itself in front of her.  A large
mass was bumping her forehead.  The man behind her with the huge cock
buried deep in her pussy grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.  It
hurt but excited at the same time.  Rick was now nude and had his giant
dick waving around inches from her face.  Vanessa had never given head like
this.  She had allowed her husband to put his cock in her mouth but never
in the daylight and never with him standing up in her face.  Rick slapped
her.  It stung but it also sent tiny shivers down to her pussy that
clenched even tighter on the cock that was plowing in and out.

   The house wife let her jaw relax and her mouth fall open as Rick slipped
the purple head of his cock into her mouth.  She looked up at him as he
began to fuck her face.  She could fell it bounce off the opening to her
throat on every stroke.  Rick took her hair from Chad and began fucking her
mouth with earnest.  Vanessa was choking, and gagging and she could see her
vision go down and down into small tunnels only to find Rick easing off so
she could gulp down more precious air.  The cock stuffed in her pussy was
going faster and faster and she felt Chad's hand slip off her hip and rest
on her ass crack.  She felt his thumb begin slow sensuous circles on her
tiny puckered back door.  Her tummy was convulsing in spasms of pleasure
and all of her muscles were as tight as her curled toes.  She felt the
thumb slip in and when it did the pain of being stretched back there set
off a convulsion she had never before experienced.  Her mind was filled
with a thousand threads of pleasure.  Vanessa was racked with the most
complete and satisfying orgasm she had ever had.  Her sight went black as
her limp body collapsed to the couch.

   Vanessa awoke lying on her back.  She had been moved to the small table
that was now directly in front of the couch.  Her head hung off the edge
and her legs were dangling over the other end.  Still in a daze she felt
her legs being lifted, bent and pushed back toward her shoulders.  A prick
was nestled between her now soaked cheeks.  She looked up to see Rick with
his hands on the back of her knees intent on stuffing his cock up her ass.
Vanessa became aware of a hand on her chin.  Chad was there pushing her
head back so it hung off the table between his massive thighs.  He had one
hand at her throat and the other on the back of her head.  His still sticky
cock head was positioned over her lips.  He pressed hard and the spongy
head forced itself between her lips.  At the same time she could feel her
sphincter being stretched by a rock hard dick at her back entrance.  She
tried to scream in pain as the cock forced its way past her tight little
pucker.  Her asshole stretched and sent jolts of pain through her body. 
She quickly forgot her stretched asshole as another giant cock was stuffed
down her throat, her gagging just allowed for more penetration.  The taste
was familiar and she remembered she had been forced to taste her own juices
earlier.  A final slap of Chad's shaved balls on the bridge of her nose let
her knew she was truly stuffed.  Her ass no longer hurt but instead there
was an off sensation of being completely full that permeated her body. 
Both men began pumping together.  Vanessa felt herself approaching a second
mid bending orgasm.  Just as her body began quaking Chad pulled out of her
mouth and fisted himself until he shot cum all over her face.  That hot
stickiness and the thought of this nasty act set her off again.  Rick
pulled out of her ass and after her feet were down he walked up her body
straddling the table and grabbed a fist full of hair.  His still slimy cock
was pushed into her mouth and then a second big batch of cum was unloaded
on her face.

   In the early afternoon the beautiful house wife left the apartment
clutching her dress together.  She had mixed emotions.  She felt ashamed
and degraded but she also felt more complete and satisfied than she had
ever felt in her life.  In her purse were ten crisp hundred dollar bills.
She certainly didn't need the money but she knew deep in her heart that she
would be back.  As she started her car Vanessa became aware of all the
soreness her body felt and hurried home for another long soaking, soothing
bath.

   John was happy the day was over.  The bosses and his staff were gone. 
His door was locked and the dim light of his laptop illuminated his office.
He considered going to his favorite site and having a quick jerk off to
relax him but decided to indulge himself and spend some time checking out a
few sites he had found yesterday.  The promo page for a new sight called
neighborhoodsluts.com filled his monitor.  A new posting sign was prominent
and the teaser pic was of a nice looking blond with big tits ad a cute
little sundress sitting on a leather couch.  If he didn't know better he
would swear it was his wife.  He popped open the trailer and by god it
really looked like his shy and conservative wife Vanessa.  He quickly
enrolled and got a password to view the files.  Two young college types
were poised to have there way with her.  He began the video download and
while it was downloading went through the pictures.  She went from kissing
to getting felt up.  The pictures of her on her knees, spreading her cheeks
for all to see, was to much for him and his prick was out and in his hand.
The next batch of her licking off a man's fingers pushed him over the top
and he shot a giant load all over the front of his work pants.  John looked
again and again at the closeup of the woman with a set of sticky fingers in
her mouth.  My God it was his wife.