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 Jim and Sharon

   Chapter 02



   Jim and I had been married young.  I was a virgin when we crossed the
threshold on our wedding night.  I had been raised to be a `good'
girl...what ever that meant.  My mother, whom I am still very close to had
always drilled into my mind just what a good girl would or wouldn't do in
all matters.

   Our first mother daughter talk had been her pretty much telling me that
I would wait for marriage to have sex of any kind.  That there were forms
of sex that were good between a husband and wife and other types and ways
that would surely lead to the demise of the marriage.

   Good girls and wives didn't enjoy sex too much.  If you did your husband
would lose respect for you, thinking that you were a slut or whore.  Good
girls didn't touch a man's penis unless it was absolutely necessary.  "Sex
is best enjoyed in what they call the missionary position" Momma would say.
"Never stray from that and you will do fine all your married life."

   So you see, I was pretty much brainwashed into a very straightlaced and
of course boring sexual partner for my husband.  In spite of that, we had
fallen in love and had two great kids who were now out on their own in
college.

   Over the years I had discovered that I had urges to do things sexually
but with the repression my mother had drilled into me, I never could go
very far.  There had been times that I wanted nothing more than to take
Jim's penis between my lips and swallow his whole shaft as far as I could.
To taste his juice as it shot out of the end and even have him shoot it all
over my body.

   I could tell that it was hot when it came out, and from time to time
when I would lick him down there, I could get a little taste of his sperm.
I had found that I really liked that taste.  But, with the `training' my
mother had put me through, I could never bring myself to go very far at all
orally or for that matter, any other way.

   Once, Jim had almost shot off in my mouth when I had been licking him. I
had actually put the head of his penis just inside my lips when it
happened. I feigned anger and got out of bed to go to the bathroom and
gargle and brush my teeth.  In reality, I stood in the bathroom with the
door closed and savored his taste.

   I was so fearful that Jim would lose respect for me and leave me that I
pretty much became the stereotypical next to frigid wife.  I would have sex
with him on his demand...only because my mother had told me that was what
was expected of a wife.

   Deep down, I would have initiated sex quite a bit more than Jim had I
had the nerve and strength to push for it.  On a few nights when I would be
really hot and into the moment I had let Jim do me doggie style.  It was a
rush for me and afterwards I noticed that my husband hadn't seemed to have
lost any respect for me at all.

   Anyway, to shorten this story up a bit.  The kids were gone and Jim had
gotten this middle-aged crazy thing going on.  He had started to work out
at the gym and after a few months I began to see such a change in his body
and attitude I was a bit astonished.

   He was looking good.  His stomach had gotten flat again and even toned
enough to start to show his `six-pac'.  His energy had gone up too.  Then,
one night I began to notice things.  His discussion would center on his
workout partner, whom I assumed was a man.

   I found out a few months later that his workout partner was a young
woman almost our daughters age.  June and Bob, some friends of ours saw
Jim, my husband, leaving a young girls apartment one night.  She kissed him
at the door as he left the building.  They said she wasn't wearing much if
anything.

   Jim hadn't seemed to have changed a bit towards me, but when June told
me, even though I refused to believe her, I began to get suspicious.  I
thought that it was a case of mistaken identity.  That a simple explanation
would surface for it if it had been Jim there that night.

   Then, one night I followed him to the gym.  He went in and a few minutes
later, left with her on his arm.  They got in her car and drove to that
apartment that Bob and June had told me they saw Jim leaving.

   After two hours, Jim and that little home wrecker drove back to the gym
where they both went in and worked out for a half an hour more.  I drove
home devastated and shocked.  My husband was cheating on me with a young
girl...a little tramp that was our daughters age.

   I kept my composure until late that night after Jim came home.  While he
slept, I sat in the kitchen and cried for a long time.  I was afraid that I
was going to lose my husband.  That he didn't want me or love me any more.
I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that if I were Jim I wouldn't
want me either.

   My breasts were sagging, I had gained too much weight, my stomach stuck
way out over my waist.  I looked like a large overripe pear.  Ugly and fat
is what I was.  The only good thing was that I had no stretch marks to
speak of.  Jim had faithfully massaged oils and creams on my tummy every
night for most of my two pregnancy's and that had helped to keep them to a
minimal condition.

   For a few weeks after my discovery I just moped around, waiting for Jim
to drop the bombshell and tell me he was leaving me for
that...that...bitch. Depressed, I started to stay home more and more, never
going out.  Jim noticed that I wasn't feeling well and commented several
times but I brushed him off.

   I worked to hide the fact that I knew he was cheating on me, even having
sex on demand when he wanted it.  Then came the night of our fight.  I had
a long and tiring day at home cleaning and doing laundry.  Several big jobs
had needed done and tackling them, I over did it quite a bit.

   Jim came home all worked up and hot to trot.  He pressed for sex and I
got mad, knowing that he had already had sex probably and now wanted more.
I thought that he was trying to hide the fact that he had been fucking
already that day to throw me off.

   We fought and he slept on the couch.  I will say that he looked and
probably felt guilty that night for sure.  I could see it on his face for
the first time as I handed him the pillow and blankets.  He almost said
something then, but I shoved him out the door of our bedroom and slammed it
tight, locking it.

   The next day I got angry at him.  Angry as I ever had been.  Then I knew
what I had to do.  If he was going to divorce me, then by God I was going
to make it the hardest thing for him to do.  I was going to change my body
just like he had done his and then I was going to get a lover and in front
of Jim fuck that lover's eyeballs out.

   Then, I was going to do things with that lover that we had never done as
a man and wife.  Why, I might even try anal sex just to show Jim what he
was going to lose.  Deep down I still loved Jim as much as I ever had.  He
had pushed me too far now though.  I was going to have my revenge, and if
he left me afterwards...then so be it.  Bastard!

   I had a time convincing Jim that I had to work out alone.  At first he
wanted me to go to his gym to workout.  Like I would have wanted to be
around his slut while showing my ugly body so she could compare mine with
her young and tight one.

   I started to work out at a different gym, one closer to home.  I got a
trainer, a large strong and very well built young man who was also nice. 
Even though I felt ugly and fat, he was able to talk to me directly about
my body and show me what I could do to change myself for the better. 
Without making me feel ugly or fat.

   He worked with me for several months every day.  I worked out seven days
a week for the first three months and then backed off to about every other
day.  It paid off in my dropping more weight than even my trainer thought I
would.  I still saw a saggy chested old fat woman in the mirror though.

   My trainer tried his best to convince me that I was looking real good
but I just couldn't see it.  I felt inside like a fat ugly old woman. 
After all, my husband had been cheating on me probably because of the way I
looked hadn't he?

   I continued to work out with a vengeance, even though less than at
first. I was working out at home on my off days and taking a run in the
afternoons before Jim would get home.  I couldn't see what everyone else
was seeing at all.

   One day I found myself surrounded by men at the gym during my workout.
They were all hitting on me, and serious about it too.  I was stunned, then
a quite a bit pleased.  I looked in the mirror after they had given up on
me and went off onto their own workouts.  What I saw was still the same
woman, maybe a tad bit thinner and a little bit more tone than a few months
ago.

   The truth was I was in the best shape I had ever been in.  I was looking
even better than I had in high school, if that was possible.  Pretty soon I
noticed men checking me out constantly.  At the gym, in the grocery store,
on my runs, going here and there.  Always men looking, commenting, even
whistling time to time.

   Even though I didn't feel beautiful the looks and comments and being hit
on began to have an effect.  Even Jim had begun to comment on how beautiful
I was looking.  I knew that we hadn't had sex for a long time, since that
night of our fight as a matter of fact.  But I also knew that he hadn't
missed any sex either.

   One day at the grocery store a guy hit on me.  I decided to play along
and see where it lead.  Before I knew it, I had given him my phone number
and name.  He knew I was a married lady, yet he still tried to get me to go
with him for lunch and a drink.  When we parted in front of the store, he
kissed my hand French style and gave me a look that sent a chill of sexual
wantonness coursing through my body.

   I got home and had to change my panties because I had literally soaked
them through and through.  I had his number and the next day, after quite a
bit of hesitation, I finally called him and made a date to have coffee.

   That coffee date we talked about everything under the sun.  Later, after
our second hour together, we were even talking about Jim and how he was
cheating on me.  He couldn't believe that Jim would cheat on me since I was
the most beautiful woman he had ever seen before.

   His words and compliments caused me to tremble as I found a desire grow
inside.  I wanted this man badly.  I wanted him to take me and fuck me like
I had never been fucked before.  I was at that point ready to do anything
he wanted.  I would have, had he tried.  I would have let him fuck me
anywhere and everywhere he wanted.

   Our `date' ended with him dropping me at home.  I felt like a school
girl just after a first date that had gone exceptionally well.  I went in
the house singing and had to change panties due to the fact that I had
soaked the ones I had on.

   Over the course of the next five days I found my prospective lover to be
charming, intelligent and quite knowing in the ways of women.  He listened
to me, not pretending, but actually listening.  He made me feel special
inside and also quite hot too.  Mark knew just what to say to a woman to
get her attention and attentions pointed in the direction he wanted.

   I told him about my wanting to get even with Jim, but also how I still
loved my husband too.  How I wanted to get even one time, then never cheat
on him again, and hopefully he would never cheat on me again either.

   He helped me to come up with a plan.  One that had I thought about it a
bit more than I did, I would have known it was a bit too much for Jim to
handle.  I was still angry and hurt though and Mark's plan seemed to be
just what the doctor ordered.

   By the time my plan was in motion, Jim had broken off with his little
tramp.  She had gone on to another married man within a week too.  I made
Jim suffer with no sex for a bit longer until the night I was ready to put
my final part of the plan in action.  He was almost begging for it by the
night Mark was due to come over.

   That night when Jim walked into the house he was in for the longest
night of his life.  I had the weekend planned to the minute and was fully
prepared to get even.  I shocked Jim at the door and he never had a chance
after that.

   He hadn't seen my flat tummy at all since I had lost the weight and
gained the toned body.  I had been always turned away, dressed in long
flannel granny nightgowns or baggy clothes when he was around.  Not much
touching going on either.  I had everything ready to go just before Jim got
home.  I called Mark and told him I was ready and he said he'd be right
over.

   Up to this point all Mark and I had ever done is talked and once or
twice, kissed.  He had coped a few feels of my breasts and once in a while
my ass, but we had not gone past that point.  His patience was about to pay
off huge.  Just as Jim was about to pay the piper huge too.

   Mark had talked me into shaving my pussy and also into getting some
`toys' too.  He even took me down to the adult bookstore to get them.  I
had never been to one of `those' places and was embarrassed to death.  I
still went in and bravely purchased the items Mark picked out for me.

   The guy behind the counter leered at me as I paid for my items.  I was
wearing a tube top and miniskirt, mostly because Mark had dared me to.  I
found that showing off my body like this was a very liberating experience.
Even though the guy behind the counter was a bit...well...fat and not all
that clean looking, I felt my nipples harden and pussy begin to drip at his
bold stare.

   I found that the toys, while not as good as the real thing, did get me
off quite well.  Mark had talked me into getting a couple of different
sized vibrators and dildos, an anal probe, and some videos.  I got carried
away while in the store and even got a few magazines.

   By the time the big night had arrived, I was fast becoming addicted to
the porno's and magazines I had bought.  I had used all of my new toys and
even had pushed one of the smaller dildos up my rear while masturbating
with a larger one in my pussy.

   Mark had told me to practice sucking on the biggest dildo's and figure
out how to take all of them fully into my mouth and down my throat.  He had
told me that act alone would drive Jim nuts, especially when he wasn't the
first man to get to have my new skills tried out.

   Mark was so persuasive that he had gotten around to talking to me about
every aspect of what to expect and what I would be doing when he came over
and we had sex.  I had been masturbating and imagining Mark and I together
for three weeks by the time the big night arrived.  I was so ready to fuck
Mark it wasn't funny.

   A few days before the event, I shaved, oh so carefully, my rather large
bush.  I finished up having a nice short trimmed strip running from the top
of my pussy lips up about three inches.  I had trimmed it down to a nice
inch and a half width.  I could see my pussy lips clearly for the first
time in my life and after shaving I spent about an hour with a mirror just
looking at the shape of a place I had not ever paid much attention to
before.

   I found that I liked the look of how my pussy was and if I could have, I
think I would have tried to kiss those tender lips.  I felt a change
developing inside me that scared yet excited me at the same time.  I was
beginning to see my body as others did, though not fully what it was yet.

   When Jim walked through the door the night of his punishment he was not
ready for the sight of me.  I had the lights down low, soft music playing,
candles lit all over the living room and hallway.  Our bed, made with fresh
sheets, no blankets, some pillows not for sleeping but for fucking, and a
chair at the foot of our bed.  His fancy office desk chair that he had paid
a bundle for.

   I had made up some velcro strips of cloth to bind Jim up with.  I was
confident that he wouldn't be able to free himself once I had him tied up
in his fancy chair.  That chair that had moveable arms, backrest, legs, and
everything else under the sun.  It leant itself to the nights festivities.

   Jim opened the door to see the candles and then his eyes caught sight of
me.  I had gotten a real sexy camisole/panty set.  It was almost
see-through, and it fit me very well.  Mark had almost swallowed his tongue
when I had picked it out in the store.  I held it up to my body and spread
it out and several men in the vicinity had stopped to gawk at me.

   I had also gotten my hair done at the salon that morning.  I had it up
in a nice curled style with ringlets cascading around my face.  It made me
look years younger, even in broad daylight.  My hairdresser had really done
a great job on me.

   Jim was shocked, then flat at a loss for words when he stepped inside. I
smiled at him, as if there wasn't a problem in the world between us.  I
opened my arms to him and took him in a large tight hug.  I rubbed my body
against his, feeling his shaft swelling and getting hard.

   "Sharon...wow!  You look...beautiful.  I have never seen you...wow!  You
look fabulous.  God, you are so beautiful.  What's going on?  Um...not that
I'm complaining or anything..."

   "I've felt bad Jim.  We haven't had sex in so long...and you've been
working so hard.  We need a break.  I am really, really horny...did I say
that out loud?  I did didn't I?"

   "You?  You're horny Sharon?  I've never heard you say that before."

   "Yeah?  Well I've never been this horny before either.  I want to try
something tonight.  I want to get...um...kinky.  Real kinky.  You won't
think I'm a slut or anything will you Jim?"

   "Uh...no!  What did you have in mind?"

   Jim was about ready to cum in his pants as I rubbed against his body.  I
could tell I had him way off guard and upset too.  He didn't know if he was
coming or going.  He even looked around like he had come home to the wrong
house or something.

   Then, I saw a guilty look cross his face.  I could tell he was about to
tell me about that little bitch and I couldn't let him ruin my plans.  I
pressed my lips to his and then began to tongue his mouth intensely, not
giving him a chance to talk.  As I kissed him, I undid the buttons on his
shirt and then his pants, tugging his clothes off as I crawled all over
him. Pretty soon he was in just his socks and shorts.  I grabbed his hand
and leading him down the hall I began to tell him of the kinky thing I
wanted to do.

   "Jim, don't think I'm losing it or anything, but I want to try something
I read about the other day.  It really got me going when I read it. 
Promise you won't laugh at me?'

   "Uh...yeah, but first there's something I need to tell you
Sharon...I've..."

   "It can wait Jim.  First, sit down in your chair right there.  I want
to...well...I want to tie you up kind of like you're my prisoner.  Then I
want to tease you to get your secrets out of you.  I am going to use every
trick in the book to get you to tell the secrets of the country you work as
a spy for."

   "What?  You want to play act?"

   "Yeah.  It's supposed to be great fun, for both parties Jim.  Come
on...try it...you'll like it."

   "Oh man...Sharon...there's just something I got to tell you first. 
I..."

   "Here.  Let me put these on your legs first.  There...not too tight are
they?"

   "Uh...no...but..."

   "Allrighty then...  now put your arms here like so...there...now I'm
putting these around your arms to tie you like so...how's that?  Not too
tight are they?"

   "No...look Sharon...there's something that's been on my mind and I need
to tell you...mmmph...whuuu..."

   "I'm putting this in your mouth like a gag.  It's part of the game Jim.
There...now...the fun begins."

   Jim couldn't say or do anything now.  I had tied him up and then gagged
him.  I kept up the pretense of the `game' while I was waiting for Mark to
show up.  I began to lick and kiss Jim's chest, moving down slowly towards
his now throbbing cock.

   He struggled a bit, then getting into my `game' he relaxed and went with
the flow.  Just what I wanted him to do.  I kept kissing and licking and
pretty soon I was just above his crotch.  He was still wearing his shorts,
so I got the shears off the dresser and cut his shorts along each side,
allowing me to remove the fronts of them with out undoing his ties.  He
shivered as the cold steel of the shears moved near his most precious of
bodily parts.  For an instant I wanted to miss a bit and snip his penis
right off...but I held my temptation at bay and kept up the game.

   After I had him free, I began to kiss my way back down to his now very
throbbing cock.  I took it in one hand and began to lick him all over. 
Then, before he could get into my licking, I opened my mouth and let his
shaft begin to slip inside.  He gasped through the gag as my lips tightened
around him.  I had half his penis in my mouth, way farther than I had ever
gone before.

   Jim just about came at that point alone.  I held back and he calmed
down, his eyes showing a mixture of passion and wonder at the `new' me. 
The old me would have never dressed like this, thought of a game, or even
taken half his penis into her mouth.

   I then broke free, hearing Mark's car pull into the driveway.  I stood
and pulled out more ties I had made up and put them on Jim's arms and legs.
Now there was no way in hell he would be able to get free.  I then pushed
the back of his chair up high as I could get it and tied his head so he
couldn't turn it at all.  He would have to watch as my lover took his wife
every way in front of him.

   Jim started to struggle as Mark walked into the room.  I smiled an evil
smile at Jim as his look became one of fear and realization of what may be
happening.  I turned and opening my arms wide, hugged Mark in close to me,
planting a long, wet kiss, complete with lots of tongue, on him.  Jim was
trying to break free and Mark nervously looked towards him for an instant.

   "He can't get loose Mark honey.  Get undressed and show my cheating
husband a real man's cock."

   Jim froze at my words.  I could see tears in his eyes as I turned to
watch Mark strip.  I didn't look at him again for fear that I would break
down and back out of my planned revenge.  I had to get even so bad, I was
willing to go to any lengths to accomplish my ends.

   Mark stripped and when he was completely naked, he turned showing me and
Jim for that matter the cock that was going to be rutting in me in just a
little bit.  I licked my lips subconsciously as I looked at his large
swelling cock.

   Soft, Mark was longer and bigger around than Jim.  I hoped that I would
be able to take all of the monster shaft inside my tight little pussy.  Jim
was struggling hard again and yelling into the gag.  I kept my attention on
Mark and began to caress his body as he stood two feet in front of Jim,
naked and getting an erection.

   I ran my hands all over his hard sculpted body and soon my hands were
both down around his cock, stroking and holding it.  I knelt in front of
him, my side to Jim.  He would now see his wife suck a large hard cock all
the way into her throat.  Like I had never done for him in our years
together.

   Mark's hands were in my hair, caressing as my lips touched the end of
his long hot shaft.  I stuck my tongue out and began to lick him all over.
From tip to base and back up again.  Jim got quiet as I kept up my `work'
on Mark.

   Mark began to talk, telling Jim what an idiot he was for cheating on me
and driving me into his arms like this.

   "Man, I have to thank you Uh...Jim is it?  Yeah...Jim.  Well, if you
hadn't cheated on your wife with the little gym tramp, she would have been
doing this for you right now.  Yep.  Look at Sharon's tongue on my hard
shaft Jim.  Doesn't that look beautiful?"

   I was paying attention to Mark's cock and not looking at Jim at all.  I
was still afraid that I would back out of the whole deal if I did.  I knew
that Jim had to suffer for his cheating on me.  I couldn't have done it if
I had seen any kind of look in his eyes at that moment.

   "Yeah Jim old boy.  Sharon and I haven't done anything together yet,
except for going to the bookstore for some..toys.  Tonight, she is going to
give herself to me.  I'll get to fuck that sweet tight little pussy, kiss
and suck those delectable tits, and have her suck my cock until I shoot a
huge load right down her throat.  Hey, did she tell you that she has been
practicing on sucking cocks?  Yeah, those dildos come in right handy for
training purposes."

   My cheeks were burning as I heard Mark tell My husband what I was going
to be doing for him.  Jim just sat still as near as I could tell, I didn't
look yet.  I just kept up licking and sucking on that magnificent cock at
my disposal.

   Suddenly, I felt Mark tense up.  I could feel his cock throbbing and
then it began to jerk.  I moved my head up and held it just inside my lips.
When he began to shoot his hot cum I opened my mouth wide open and held his
cock so that he was shooting his cum through the air into my mouth.

   I knew that this would drive Jim crazy.  To see his prim and oh so
proper wife acting like such a slut.  Catching another man's cum in her
mouth and then swallowing it like a fine wine.  Mark came a huge amount and
I had to swallow three times.  The last bit I kept in my mouth and then
moved to squat in front of Jim.

   Looking into his pained eyes I let him see Mark's cum coating my mouth.
Then I bent my head down, letting that cum run out and fall over his cock.
It was soft, and the small amount that dropped out of my mouth covered his
whole cock like a white frosting.  Then, while Mark looked on, I licked
that cum off of my husbands cock and then let him see me swallow it all.

   Jim moaned.  More of a pained heart than a sexual need.  His look of
pain and suffering almost made me quit right there.  Then Mark began to
talk, probably saving me from stopping right there.

   "Hey Jimbo...did that little whore ever do that for you?  Swallow all
your cum?  Lick it up like Sharon did and then swallow it like it was the
nectar of the God's?  I'll bet not.  She may be a fair to middling fuck,
but I know her type...no go on oral sex.  Doesn't want to muss her makeup.
Am I right?  Yeah...I know I'm right about that little slut.  Your wife is
ten thousand times more of a sexual dynamo than that little whore.  What an
idiot you turned out to be."

   What Mark did was re-enforce my resolve.  Had I known that she had in
fact been the first woman to ever suck Jim off and swallow his cum...well
it would have only made it a bit sweeter for me at that moment.

   I sucked Jim's cock fully inside my mouth, but he was remaining soft. 
So...he was not liking this at all was he?  That knowledge made me feel
quite strong and it also let me know that my revenge would be very, very
sweet.

   Mark took my hand and pulled me to my feet.  Hugging me close, he began
to stroke my body all over.  When his hands began to caress my breast's I
heard Jim moan.  Thinking he may be getting into this sight before him I
chanced a glance.  I saw tears running down his face, his pain evident.

   `Good,' I thought to myself; `He deserved some pain for the pain he
caused me.'

   I was feeling vindictive as Mark gently kissed my breasts.  Pretty soon
he was licking and sucking on my nipples, causing me to get very wet and
forget all about my cheating husband sitting two feet away from me.

   Marks fingers were probing my pussy lips and even my tight little rear
hole too.  I had never thought of anal sex much.  Other than how much it
would hurt.  Now I was thinking that I just might let Mark take my anal
virginity right here in front of my husband.

   Pretty soon I could hardly stand anymore.  I was wet, and my clit was
throbbing so much it almost hurt.  Mark picked me up and gently laid me on
the bed.  He took one leg in each hand and spread me wide open.  Jim was
able to see my pussy and ass clearly as Mark slipped in close to me.

   His hands never let go of my ankles so now my legs were bent back so
that my knees were on each side of my shoulders.  I could tell by the cool
air on my pussy, that I was so open that Mark could have taken any hole he
wanted down there and I would not have been able to stop him.  As if I
would have wanted to at that point.

   Suddenly I felt the head of Marks cock rubbing my sopping wet lips. 
That hot hard end of his shaft slipping between my tender soft lips.  I was
moaning, in high sexual heat, wanting to be fucked.  Mark teased me for
quite a bit before pushing inside me.  I felt my lips spread wide.  Wider
than they had ever been spread, even with the large dildo I had been using.

   In little back and forth moves Mark slowly worked in his hard shaft,
until he was half way inside my tight little pussy.  He held still, letting
me get used to his girth and length.  Already he was touching places inside
me that had never felt a man's cock.

   I was whimpering, almost begging him to ram me hard and fast.  I wanted
to cum on his cock as he plowed me deep and hard.  Instead, he held in the
same position waiting for some sign, some signal from me that I evidently
wasn't giving him.

   Desperate, I began to beg loudly for him to fuck me.  Only I was telling
him to make love to me.

   "Mark...please.  Make love to me baby.  I want you to make love to me.
Please baby.  Please."

   "Make love?  Now what do you really want Sharon?"

   Confused I looked at him wondering what he was asking me to do or say? I
was in a dire need to get fucked.  Yes...that was it.  He wanted me to beg
him to FUCK me.

   "FUCK me Mark.  Please.  FUCK ME."

   "Oh?  You want me to fuck you?  Really?  Tell me what you really want
Sharon."

   "FUCK ME.  Please Mark.  Give me your huge cock.  Let me feel you FUCK
ME."

   With those words I sealed my fate.  Not that I would have tried to stop
things by this time anyway.  Mark pulled back until I thought he was going
to pull out completely.  Afraid that he was going to pull out I rolled my
hips up in a needy and desperate attempt to keep his cock in me.

   Suddenly, when I least expected it, but as I got my hips rolled up as
far as I could as he held my legs, he rammed his full length inside of my
still too tight pussy.  The air was knocked out of me as his cock rammed in
full length, burying its head deep inside me.

   As I tried to catch my breath, Mark pulled all the way back out until
just that fat head of his marvelous shaft was inside my lips and held
there. I found my body moving to try to take him back inside and as my hip
went up of their own volition, he once again rammed the full length back
inside until his balls bounced off my little asshole.

   Once again the air was knocked out of my lungs and I made a loud grunt
as he bottomed out.  This time he held his cock buried in me while my body
began to move under him.  I was out of my mind in the tension, the pain,
and the pleasures that I was experiencing.

   My pussy was clasping his shaft, massaging him as it got used to this
large intruder.  As I began to relax, Mark sensed I was ready and in
seconds I was being rammed by the pile-driver movement of that huge shaft.

   Again and again that giant shaft parted my pussy lips and in and out it
moved me to orgasm.  In a matter of seconds I came.  Then, about on each
bottoming stroke I would cum again.  Mark kept up the pace as I became one
pile of female flesh, quivering in the massive orgasm's that didn't seem to
lessen nor quit.

   About the time that Mark got to the point of cumming, he pulled out.  As
his cock left my pussy it made a loud sloppy thpt.  I looked at Jim,
sitting there tied up so there was no way he could have just missed my
royal fucking and saw his look of loss and emptiness.  Then, Mark was
straddling my chest, his wet and shiny cock right in front of me.

   I opened my mouth, my lips parting wide to allow his still hard cock to
slip between them.  Mark began to fuck my throat, and little by little he
pressed inwards until on one quick stroke he slipped all the way in.

   I felt my throat muscles relax in a swallowing type movement and his
shaft just pressed down, down, down.  When his balls were rubbing my chin I
knew that I had all of his shaft in my mouth and down my throat.

   He held there for a bit, letting me get used to breathing around him. 
As he did I felt him turn a bit.

   "So Jim.  You ever get head like this before?  Never knew that Sharon
was such a good little cocksucker did you?  Maybe she will only do this
with real men though.  Hmmmm...are you a real man Jim?"

   I couldn't see Jim at all, Mark blocking my view like he was.  I just
closed my eyes and concentrated on sucking that wonderful orgasm producing
cock.  I wanted to pay tribute to this magnificent hard phallus that had
just given me such depths of pleasure that I had almost passed out.

   Then Mark turned back to me and began to literally fuck my mouth.  His
hands went to my head and as he held me, gently, he rammed his cock in and
out of my mouth.  I kept my lips as tight on his shaft as I could and when
his cock head would bottom out it would send shock waves through my body
that seem to center on my clit.

   After only a little bit Mark couldn't hold back anymore and I felt his
shaft begin to throb and quiver.  He pulled out of my mouth, my head moving
to try to keep him in.  He moved to one side of me and as I turned to
follow that wonderful cock he held my head still.

   My mouth open wide, my eyes on that cock, it began to erupt.  Splashes
of white rope began to cover my face, over my lips and chin, on my nose and
then into my wide open mouth as I got a little movement and was able to
position myself better to catch his cum.

   I held his cum in my mouth for a bit, then swallowed it all.  It tasted
different than Jim's had as I remembered.  Mark's cum was almost sweet to
the taste.  I quickly shoved my head back over his shaft as he loosened his
grip and I began to relish his sweet taste.

   Mark let me clean his cock throughly and then he laid down on the bed
next to me.  Jim just sat in his seat motionless.  I moved down to kneel
between Marks spread legs and began to suck and lick his cock.  I knew that
Jim could see my pussy and how loose and wet it was from my orgasm.

   I licked and sucked on Marks cock, suddenly realizing that he hadn't
gotten the least bit soft.  My hands were stroking him as my mouth covered
every inch exposed.  Then, as I really got into sucking him again, I took
my hands away and moved to the side so that Jim would see me taking Marks
cock on my own, all the way.

   I was slowly taking him down to his base then up to his head again and
again.  Then on one downstroke, I managed to work my tongue out around that
shaft and caress his balls.  Mark moaned when I did that and I felt him
throb.  I kept my tongue out and stroked his shaft with my mouth, lips and
tongue like that for a few minutes.

   Then I straddled him and taking his cock in one hand, guided him inside
my pussy.  After he was in me a ways I lowered my body down until my
breasts were crushed on his strong and muscled chest.  I began to work my
body back and forth on his shaft, knowing that Jim could see Mark's large,
long shaft plunging in and out of my still tight pussy.

   I could feel my pussy lips clinging to his shaft as I rode him.  Tugging
in and out.  The sight must have been something to see.  My little pussy,
lips red and full of blood from the stimulation of Mark's monster cock,
filling me up like it was.

   Mark and I fucked for hours with only one break.  After my umpteenth
orgasm, Mark was done in.  We spooned together and slept as Jim had to sit
there and look.  Hours later, as the sun crept into our room I woke up. 
Mark had gotten up and was taking a shower.  Jim was fast asleep, head and
body still tied like I had left him all night.  I slipped into the bathroom
and joined Mark in the shower.

   I had become insatiable for his cock and his touch.  I stepped up on the
sides of the tub, and lowered my pussy down on that wet, soapy shaft and we
fucked in the shower until we both came.  Then I got off him and we cleaned
up.  Coming back into the bedroom, I saw that Jim was awake.

   I stood in front of him, naked.  Marks cum was beginning to run down my
legs and I saw Jim's eyes staring at it.  Still feeling hurt by his
cheating and a bit devilish, I crawled up and put my pussy in his face.

   "Clean me up honey.  You know you want to.  Taste a real man's cum.  Get
to know it well husband.  You are going to be cleaning me up quite a bit
from now on."

   Jim struggled to not let me touch him, but tied as he was he had no
choice.  As I rubbed my wet pussy up and down his face I saw a look in his
eyes that made me decide to stop.  I got off of him and looked into his
eyes and saw a pain like I never had before.  At that moment I knew I had
gone too far.

   I got Mark dressed and out the door as quickly as I could and then got
dressed.  After that I undid Jim's bindings.  I wasn't sure how he would
react or what he would do so after I got his head and arms loose I fled the
bedroom and left him to finish getting loose.  I didn't know what to
expect.



   I heard Jim moving around in the bedroom, then silence.  I waited still,
not sure what he was doing and not sure how he would be with me.  I didn't
think he would get violent, but I had pushed him harder than I had intended
during my revenge.

   Strangely enough, I had feelings of guilt and shame inside now too.  I
had cheated on my husband.  For the first time ever, I had cheated.  Not
only that, but I had forced my husband to watch me cheat.  Guiltily, I
realized that in his cheating on me, he had hidden it so as to not hurt
me...and I had rubbed his nose in my cheating...literally.

   After a bit I heard Jim walking out the front door.  He was leaving! 
Where was he going?  I ran to the front door only to see Jim's car pulling
out of the driveway.  I could see stuff piled in his car too.

   I went into the bedroom, that chair still there, the bindings in a pile
around it.  Looking around I saw the closet door open, and Jim's
half...empty.  The sudden shock that I might lose my husband now with my
revenge was too much and I collapsed on the floor, tears, hot tears of
guilt and pain running down my cheeks.