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   A Mostly Unwelcome Surprise By Clove Hardwood

   The following story is entirely a work of fiction.  It has minor plot
elements inspired by my own life, but my real-life partner, Ginger has been
nothing but respectful to me throughout our open marriage.  This story is,
in fact, driven by my fantasies of what it would be like if she wasn't.

   This is my first-ever adult story.  It was meant to be a short, one-part
piece to get my creative juices flowing and test the waters, but once I
started I couldn't stop and couldn't find anything to sacrifice.  In the
end it had to be split into four parts to be reasonable to read, but I
think it reads well that way.  Please enjoy, and feel free to pass along
your thoughts via email or Twitter.

   ________________________________
Previously:
I had come home to find my wife, Linda, horny with a surprise she was
eager to show me.  She revealed that her cunt was dripping with a mystery
man's cum, and I was expected to clean it for her if I wanted her to tell
me whose it was and how it got there.  Despite how shocked and upset I was,
I bit the bullet and cleaned her up, got her off, and ended up with a
mouthful of way more cum than I would have expected, all in exchange for

her telling me what happened...

   PART 2 - Secret Motivations

   I was way past having room to not listen.  I'd just eaten out of my
wife's cunt what was probably three times as much cum as I produce at a
time, put there by an unknown man without my knowledge or consent.  Clearly
I wasn't the one in control here.  So I laid down and put my hand around my
cock, as ordered.  I didn't pump, though, as I had already felt myself
nearly cum when she did earlier, and I could tell I was too close.  If I
came now, I'd have an even harder time listening to this.

   "You remember Brent from the office?" she started.  I nodded.  Brent was
a young guy, early-20s, with a cocky attitude.  You could tell it was more
swagger than reality, but it was still there, and kind of annoying.  I knew
he always spent time hanging out around Linda when she was in the office,
and it was obvious he had an interest, but again, I was never concerned. 
She never expressed any specific interest in him to me, so I was
comfortable that nothing had been going on before.  Still, when I heard his
name, I immediately couldn't think of anyone she'd be more likely to have
hooked up with.

   "Well, a couple of weeks ago I needed a folder from the office.  It
contained some notarized files and stuff that couldn't be emailed.  So he
offered to come by and drop it off."

   I stiffened slightly at this.  A couple of weeks ago?  The story didn't
begin with today's events, or even anything this week?!

   "Anyway, he did, and I offered him a beer and we chilled for a bit. 
It's always fun drinking on company time, and I get away with it more than
he does.  Things got chatty, joking about people around the office, and
slowly drifting into other topics, and he slowly got closer, and next thing
I knew there was a kiss."

   A kiss?  Was that better or worse than what I already knew had happened?

   "The kiss turned to groping, the groping turned to a hand up my
blouse--and lucky for him, I don't wear a bra around the house--and a hand
down his pants, then a hand up my skirt, and before you knew it his fingers
were buried inside me and I was cumming."

   My wife got fingered to orgasm by a guy from the office TWO WEEKS ago
and I'm only hearing about this NOW?  I stayed quiet.  I also noticed my
hand had started pumping my dick of its own accord.

   "Anyway, he got me off, so it only seemed fair to return the favor,
right?  So I unzipped his fly, reached in, and fished out his cock.  That
turned out trickier than I thought, though, `cause it was already hard. 
Once I got it out, I saw the other reason it was so hard to get out: it was
pretty darn big.  If I had to guess, I'd say he was about nine and half
inches long, and when I put my hand around it I couldn't touch my thumb and
pointer finger together, so it was nice and thick.  I was really
impressed."

   Oh, good, my wife's cheating on me with a guy whose dick is nearly 50%
larger than mine; just the extra icing on the cake to this whole scenario.

   "At first I just started pumping it, but it felt weird just giving him a
hand job.  I mean it was just kind of awkward to jack him off like that,
and it's not like I'm in high school anymore.  And since I'd never seen a
cock that big, I already had it pretty close to my face while I was pumping
it, checking out how it looked in my hand.  Right when I was thinking about
what I could do to really make this fun, he asked me to please suck his
dick.  He actually said, `please.' I almost laughed, since that was what I
wanted to do anyway, so the `please' was totally unnecessary.  So I lifted
up his cock, stuck out my tongue, and licked it from the base ALLLLLL the
way up to the tip.  I'm so used to yours that his felt like it went on
forever.  Then I got to the tip, which was already leaking a little, and I
just opened my lips and slid it right into my mouth.  It felt good having
my mouth so full of cock, and I just really got into it.  I tried one time
to deep-throat him, but he was too wide, so it wouldn't go in as easily as
yours does."

   I was really trying not to wince every time she compared my dick to his.
She really didn't sound like she was trying to be hurtful or rub in the
size difference.  It mostly sounded like she was just really that amazed by
his dick and basking in it.  Either way, it definitely made me feel
inadequate.  And yet, I was pumping harder and faster than before.

   "I was so absorbed in pumping and sucking and basking in the size of him
and even playing with myself while I was doing it that I didn't notice his
groaning until his body started tensing up and I felt his balls start to
contract.  I knew he was about to cum, and I realized I was still wearing
nice clothes from my business lunch, so I couldn't risk him cumming on me
like I let you do, and it's not like I was going to let him cum on the
carpet.  Just as I figured out there was only one option left I felt the
first blast of his cum hit the back of my mouth.  I figured it was no big
deal, I'd just spit it out in the toilet as soon as he was done like I
always do with your cum, but by the second blast he had already cum more
than you usually do in a whole night, and he obviously wasn't going to stop
any time soon.  If I didn't swallow fast it'd pour right out the sides.  So
I started swallowing.

   "After five or six swallows and a good 11 or 12 spurts his cum wasn't
shooting as far back anymore, and was landing on my tongue in smaller
amounts, giving me more time to taste it and feel it, which quickly made me
start rubbing my clit faster than before, getting me close to cumming
again, myself.  So I kept sucking and swallowing, and after he spurted
another five or six times he was finally done.  I was nearly there, and at
this point it was obvious it was the taste of his cum that was doing it for
me.  So I grabbed his cock at the base and I squeezed it like a tube of
toothpaste and just as I tasted those last few drops on my tongue, I came.
I swear, it was one of the best orgasms I'd ever had.  Oh, no!"

   At first I stared at her, trying to figure out what she was exclaiming
about, before I traced her eyes down to my crotch.  Apparently I had been
so distracted by her story and the strange feelings it was causing that I
hadn't noticed I'd just shot my own load all over myself (what a waste of
an orgasm--I didn't even feel it).  Well, honestly, after hearing how much
this other guy cums, I'm not sure I can define it as "all over" anymore. 
Looked like a lot more things were relative than I had realized, and not on
my side.

   "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't know the story would turn you on that much or
I would have paced it better," she said as she got up off the bed.  "Let's
get you cleaned up.  I'll go get a washcloth." I had to keep from chuckling
at the irony.

   She came back a minute later with a washcloth and tossed it to me to
clean up.  It was just as rough as she had said it would be on my
now-sensitive dick.  Would have been nice if she had used her soft,
delicate tongue on me the same way I had just done for her.  I also wasn't
sure how I was going to listen to the rest of her account of what led up to
the cum I ate out of her earlier that night now that I'd gotten off.  It's
kind of hard to focus on the few plus sides of your wife cheating on you
when you're no longer horny.

   "Well, I'm sure you'll get hard again when I tell you the rest of the
story," she said dismissively, as though reading my mind, but badly.  "It
gets much better." Oh, goody.

   "Anyway, I stuffed him back in his pants, zipped him back up, and sent
him on his way.  I felt so good that day, that as soon as you got home I
dropped your pants and sucked you off.  Remember that?"

   I did remember.  It had been a highlight of my week, and one of my signs
that we were on an upswing.  I started to get a picture of exactly why the
last two weeks had been full of then-fun surprises.  I also realized how
naīve I had been to have no clue that my cock was the second one my wife
was sucking off that day.  Of course if memory serves me she never did get
herself off that evening, which makes more sense now.  And, as usual, she
ran to the toilet and spit after she let me cum in her mouth.  What, she
couldn't handle my tiny load from my tiny dick after the massive load she
got off from swallowing earlier?  Was she full, or something?

   "Yeah, I just had to compare how you felt in my mouth after feeling his
big cock in there.  I kind of missed the mouth-filling size, but it was
nice to be able to get your whole dick in there without any trouble, and
even deepthroat you for a minute."

   Another size dig.  Now that she's been with someone bigger, am I going
to have to expect to hear a lot of those?

   "So did you do anything else with him before today?" I managed to squeak
out, knowing the answer I didn't want to hear.

   "Well, duh," she retorted.  "He was pretty good with his fingers, and I
really enjoyed sucking him off more than I would have thought, so I had to
have more as soon as possible.  So the next day--"

   "THE NEXT DAY?" I blurted out in surprise, as though I really should
have been surprised.

   "Oh, please, like if you got your tongue inside a tight little new pussy
you wouldn't be chomping at the bit for your next chance."

   She had a point, but it didn't take away the sting.  How many times did
she hook up with this guy while I was unaware?

   "Besides, I've seen your porn, and I've deciphered your little rating
system.  I know what you're into, and what gets you off most.  It's half
the reason I did this.  Just sit back and enjoy as I bring your stories
into the real world for you.

   "So, as I was saying, the next day I called him at the office and told
him I needed him to bring me another file.  He asked me which one, and I
realized I hadn't thought that far ahead in my little scheme.  I hesitated,
then chuckled and told him to surprise me.  He laughed, and obviously he
got the hint, `cause he said he'd be right over.  I swear, it wasn't 15
minutes before the doorbell rang.

   "He didn't waste any time, and immediately put his arms around me,
grabbed my ass, and kissed me.  Then he picked me up and carried me over to
the kitchen counter and sat me down hard.  I was wearing a skirt that day,
and before I could even think about it he had his hand between my legs,
finding my `lil ol' pussy with no panties to get in the way, and started
fingering me.  God he's good with his fingers.  He thrusts almost like I'm
getting fucked for real.  After a while he started talking about how good
my mouth felt around his cock the day before, and how much he loved oral. I
laughed, and said `of course you do.' He chuckled and said, `no, not just
that kind,' and suddenly he dropped to his knees and shoved his face
between my legs and started eating me out like a fucking pro.  He did it so
fast I wasn't even expecting it, so it came as kind of a shock.  It was
less than 30 seconds before I came on his face.

   "At this point my pussy needed a little break, so I led him back to the
living room, sat him down, pulled down his pants, and started sucking his
cock.  It was just as big as I remembered from the day before, and felt so
good in my mouth.  I even got it a little further down my throat, but it
kind of hurt, so I stuck to just licking and sucking it.  I even started
licking his balls, which was kind of fun."

   Okay, she NEVER licks my balls.  Maybe once, but she said they felt
weird and were too hairy (part of why I trim now), and never licked them
again.  It wasn't really a big deal, `cause it's not like they're
ultra-sensitive or anything, but still, she's licking this guy's balls
without a problem?

   "After a few minutes of licking and sucking him he warned me that if I
didn't slow down he was going to give me another few mouthfuls of cum.  I
was surprised when I realized I didn't want to stop.  I had been thinking
about the last load all day, and when he said that, something just came
over me and I went for it.  I started pumping and sucking harder and
faster, and as soon as I began to feel his hard rod pulsing, I shoved his
cock as far back in my throat as I could get it, surprising myself by
getting it in even deeper, as he started to unload in my mouth.  I had him
lined up just right so he could pump his jizz right down the back of my
throat, but after I felt the first two or three pulses go down, I realized
I was missing out on the taste and feeling of it filling my mouth that got
me off last time.  So I pulled him back out a bit so every blast would hit
my tongue before I swallowed it down.  I didn't know I could enjoy it so
much, but sure enough, I was feeling the tingling in my cunt again from
tasting his load.  It was incredible.  But this time I wasn't close enough
already when he started, so I just concentrated on milking the last of his
cum out and sucking him `til he was soft."

   So she still hasn't swallowed me since this began, but has done so
happily for this guy, on purpose.  I just felt floored and confused.  I
also felt my cock already stiffening again.

   "I joked to him that I almost got off again that time, and he asked me
why I hadn't.  I explained, and he told me I deserved to cum again after
the performance I had just given.  I laughed and asked how we might
accomplish that, and he said to bend over the couch, which I happily did,
and he started fingering me again, from behind.  It felt so good that I
lost track of everything else `til I felt the sudden void of him pulling
his fingers out.  I looked around to see what was going on, and that's when
I realized he was fully hard again and coming up behind me."

   Fuck, I can NEVER get it back up after sex.  Of course Linda never
really tries to get me back up after sex, so maybe that has something to do
with it.  Of course I wasn't immune to the irony that I was thinking this
while my cock was finally back at full mast.  Guess I can get it back up
again when I'm turned on enough.  But THIS is what was turning me on that
much?

   "When I looked back at that big cock looming up on my ass, I realized
just how badly I wanted him inside me, so I reached back, grabbed his thick
pole, and put it right up against my twat.  He pressed against my hole, and
I swear, the only reason it didn't split me in two was because I was so
lubed up from sucking him off.  Even with me being that wet, it took five
or six thrusts before he was fully inside me.  He felt SO big in my pussy.
I'd never felt anything like it before.  Then he started thrusting for
real. It was incredible.  He was hitting parts of me I've never felt
before. Hell, I didn't know those parts of me existed.  It was amazing."

   At this point I'd pretty much given up on getting pissed off every time
I heard her praise the size of his cock.  I knew I was going to hear it a
lot, and I was going to have to deal with it.  Besides that, I was pumping
my cock again.  The idea of her pussy being stretched out by a large cock
did something to me.  I had tried so many times to get her to let me fist
her for just that reason.

   "I felt my orgasm building pretty fast now.  He felt just too damn good
stretching me out like that.  My body started to shudder and my pussy
contracted around his cock as much as it could, and the orgasm washed over
me.  It was actually better than the one I had the day before when I was
sucking him off.  As I came down from it, I realized he was still pounding
me.  And it still felt great.

   "That's when I asked him if he thought he could cum again.  He laughed
and said that with an ass and pussy as nice as mine, and the way I squeezed
him when I came, he could get off again within 30 seconds if he really went
for it.  That's all I needed to hear, and I started thrusting back against
him in rhythm, meeting every one of his thrusts.  Then he said something
like, `never mind, make that more like ten seconds' and started groaning.
He had me filled so tightly that I could actually feel his cock begin to
pulse before I felt the first splashes of his cum against the inside of my
pussy.  You know how sometimes I tell you I can feel it when you cum? 
Either his pulses were a lot stronger than yours, or he was just able to
reach spots you can't, but I felt every last pulse of his hot cum.  And
there was a lot.  He came for just about as long as he did when he came in
my mouth, and it felt like just as much, although it was hard to compare.
I'd never felt that satisfied before.  Then he pulled out, zipped up,
thanked me, and left.

   "There was so much cum in me that I could feel it dripping down my
thighs almost immediately.  I went straight to the bathroom and looked in
the mirror to see it, thinking about the photos you look at.  It got me
kind of turned on.  I bent over the toilet and looked back between my legs
as his cum started dripping straight out of my pussy and onto the ground. I
couldn't help myself, and started rubbing my clit as I watched.  It didn't
take long before I felt another orgasm building.  That's when I shoved my
fingers in, feeling his slimy cum inside, and finger-fucked myself `til I
came again.  I was totally spent at that point, so I showered and cleaned
up and waited for you to come home."

   So today wasn't the first time he came in her cunt, I thought to myself.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised.  But to know I had already fucked her
after him, after he had put a massive load into her, and didn't even know
it?  Well, honestly, with the way I felt already it just kind of fit. 
Besides, with the way I was pumping my cock through the story, it was
becoming clear to me that no matter how much this bothered me, it was
turning me on even more.

   "That was the night you had me fuck you doggie-style, isn't it?" I
asked, already remembering the answer.

   "Hey, you do remember," she replied with a grin.  "Yeah, I figured the
only way to be sure about how deep he went and how hard he shot was to have
you fuck me in the same position.  It felt good.  I didn't get off again,
but I already did, what, three times that day?  So I didn't mind.  You
definitely didn't thrust as deep, and your cum didn't hit the same spots,
but it felt good getting fucked again the same day, and the idea of taking
two cocks and three loads of cum in one day was a real thrill.  Hey, look
at you!  You really are enjoying this, aren't you?"

   She had just noticed I was pumping my fully-hard cock again.  What else
was I supposed to do?  I was defeated and horny, and I could only do
something about one of them.  But obviously there was more to tell.  So I
had to ask.  "What did you do next?"

   "I'm so glad you asked," she said.  "I'm really happy you're so into
this.  Well, anyway, we didn't get to do anything the next couple of days
`cause it was the weekend.  But on Monday I had to go into the office, and
he was there.  We exchanged a few looks, but kept things subtle.  Then I
saw him go into the men's room.  He picked the one in the back, near his
office, which is surrounded by mostly-empty offices due to the recent
cutbacks.  I knew the odds of anyone else going in there were slim, so I
waited a couple of moments to make sure nobody was watching, and slipped
in. He was standing at the urinal, taking a leak.  Normally that would kind
of gross me out, but for some reason I kind of got a kick out of walking in
on him so exposed like that."

   She's telling the truth about that.  One time I peed with the bathroom
door open and she walked by, saw me, freaked out and ran downstairs and
told me never to let her see me doing that again.  I always knew that meant
golden showers were out of the question.

   "I walked up behind him and asked if he needed help.  He startled
slightly, and I heard the stream cut off instantly.  I have no idea why,
but the fact that I made him stop pissing mid-stream was kind of hot.  He
chuckled and said, `no, I can shake my own dick off, thanks.' That's when I
made a quick decision, reached around, grabbed his cock, and shook it for
him.  `Just because you can doesn't mean you have to' is what I think I
said.  It sounds kind of lame now, but he laughed, turned around, and
kissed me.  At that point I waved him off and told him there was no time to
be fancy, and pushed him into the bathroom stall.  Part of me was still
obsessing over him cumming in my mouth, but I was at a time premium, and I
really wanted to get off, too.  So I bent over the toilet, hiked up my
skirt, pulled my panties aside, and said, `fuck me.'

   "I guess he was already hard, because his big dick was bludgeoning my
poor, tight hole within seconds, but since I wasn't as wet this time, it
took more effort to get it in.  It hurt a little more than before, but
eventually he was able to get enough in to get himself going at a steady
pace which slowly forced the rest in, bit by bit.  Once he bottomed out and
I could feel his balls against my clit he went full barrel, and it wasn't
long before I felt my orgasm building.  That's when I heard him start to
moan and felt that telltale pulsing I can only feel in him `cause he fills
me so tightly.  A second later I felt the first blast of his hot spunk in
those deep places only he seemed to be able to reach.  That was just about
all I needed, and halfway through the second blast I started to cum,
squeezing around his dick, and intensifying the feeling of his shooting
inside me even more.  I heard him start moaning louder, and I know I sure
was.  After what felt like a couple dozen more blasts of his seed, he
finally finished, and my orgasm let up shortly after.  He pulled out and
put himself away, and that's when my phone rang.  Turned out I was late for
a lunch and had to rush out of there immediately.  I didn't even get the
chance clean his cum out before I left, just putting my panties back in
place and praying it would hold."

   Something hit me at that moment.  "Wait, didn't I call you last week
because you were late for lunch with ME?"

   "Oh, yeah!" she said with dawning realization.  "That's right, now I
remember.  I rushed to meet you for lunch, and his cum was squishing around
inside me and seeping into my panties the whole time.  I was sure you were
going to see me fidgeting."

   "I did see you fidgeting," I said, "but I just thought you had to pee or
something, and eventually you did, so I didn't think anything of it."

   "Yeah, it was pretty bad.  It had soaked all the way through my panties
by that point, and I could feel my thighs sticking together.  I was afraid
I was going to get caught, so I went to the restroom.  Sure enough, my
panties had literally soaked his cum in all the way up to the waistband,
front to back.  When I took them off in the stall, his cum just poured out
of me into the toilet.  It felt kind of good, actually, and I ended up
playing with myself for a minute before I licked the cum off my fingers to
taste it again, threw my panties away, and cleaned up.  Honestly, there was
still more in me, but only enough to give me a warm, happy memory of his
cock inside me without feeling it all over my legs.

   "So, you ate lunch with me while full of another man's cum while I was
completely clueless?" I asked in amazement.

   "I know, it sounds bad, but I had no time to clean up before I got
there, and it was kind of a turn-on once I realized," she said with a
slight giggle.

   "Whatever," I said with minor disgust, however unconvincingly
considering my hand hadn't let up on my cock in a while.  "I assume there's
more before we finally get to what happened today?"

   "Obviously," she retorted, "I had a new toy, and I was going to use it
as much as I could.  But that's all you get for now."

   "Wait, what?!" I halfway shouted.  "You said you'd tell me everything
about who it was and how that cum you made me clean out of your slut cunt
got there!"

   "Oooh, such language," she lightheartedly mocked.  "Good thing I'm
enjoying living up to that title, or I'd cut you off completely for calling
your own wife a name like that.  But anyway, I didn't say I wouldn't tell
you the rest, I just said that's all you get for now.  The deal was that
you'd clean my pussy like the good husband you are, and I'd tell you
everything."

   "That's what I fucking did!" I said with annoyance.  "I fucking
swallowed all your big-dicked fuck-buddy coworker's cum, damn it, and I
even got you off doing it.  What more do you want from me?"

   "Hahaha," she laughed with a sparkle in her eyes.  "ALL of his cum? 
That's so cute.  Why don't you take another look before you start making
assumptions about how much he put inside me."

   My eyes widened slightly, and my hand finally left my cock as I got up
to look between her legs, which I now realized she had tightly clenched
back together while telling me her story.  She spread them for me, raising
her knees into the air so I had a good angle on the bed.  Much to my shock,
her pussy looked almost the same way it had when she had first unveiled it
earlier, glistening, sticky, with a hazy, slimy thick coating that had
clearly worked its way out from her slit.  Only difference was her pussy
seemed less out-of-shape, and with no trickle.

   "What the hell...?" I stammered.

   "I told you he cums a lot more than you," she said with another smirk.
"And I think you'll understand even more once the story gets to today's
events.  Now start cleaning."

   This time I moved faster because I knew what to expect.  I was already
aware of the tastes and smells, and quickly cleaned up the outside before
digging into her slit and cleaning out all the cum that had deposited
there. I swallowed with no trouble, and got things done fast, all while
Linda squirmed and moaned.  I finished up and started to get up to get back
into position to hear the rest.

   "Hey, you didn't get me off this time," she said with a pout.

   "Nothing in the rules said I had to get you off," I retorted.

   "Yes, but you set the standard last time, so now I expect it.  You clean
the cum off my pussy, and make me cum, too."

   It had been proven time and again throughout this evening that I was at
her mercy, so I didn't even bother to argue.  Besides, it's not like I
don't enjoy making her cum, even despite the overall tone of the evening.
Plus I had done a decent job cleaning her out this time, and there didn't
seem to be any more seepage, so I was comfortable in knowing I wasn't going
to get another mouthful of Brent's cum when she got off again.  So I got to
work, putting in the effort to do it right so it went faster.  I needed
this evening to wrap up soon, no matter what the rest of the story was,
just for the sake of my sanity.

   Within a couple of minutes of lapping away at her engorged clit, she was
getting close (I guess her storytelling had her pretty worked up, too).  I
contemplated whether I should avoid the tongue insertion this time that
usually did the trick, but decided I was safe, and jammed it home.  Right
away I felt the familiar spasming, pussy locking around my tongue, thighs
locking around my head, and, FUCK, a glob of cum squeezing out onto my
tortured tongue.  I swear just as much, if not MORE of that fucker's cum
filled my mouth while my cheating whore of a wife writhed around me.  I
swallowed it all, as I was expected to (like I had anything else I could do
with it, anyway), and more easily than the first time, before she let up
and released me.

   "How much did that asshole dump inside you?" I shrieked once I was
allowed to breathe again.

   "We'll get to that, don't you worry." Her grin was starting to piss me
off, even if her attitude seemed somehow responsible for my continued
arousal.  "Now lie back down while we go on.  Hell, I'll even take over
pumping your dick for you.  Your hands must be tired by now."

   I didn't argue, and honestly it did feel good to have feminine hands
around my dick, even if I couldn't shake the feeling that she was measuring
up my cock against his while she was doing it.

   To be continued...

   Reach Clove at: http://clovehardwood.tumblr.com (Click on "my stories"
to see previous chapters of this story) http://twitter.com/clovehardwood
clovehardwood@gmail.com Ginger (my real-life, nicer Linda) can be found at:
http://abitofginger.com

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