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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
(http://abitofginger.com) 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.  She went on to tell
me about a coworker who dropped off some files a couple of weeks ago and
managed to get her off before she blew and swallowed him, then sucked me
off (and spit, just like always) later that night just to compare how much
bigger he was.  The next day she sucked him off (and swallowed) again
because she enjoyed it so much the first time, then let him fuck her
doggie-style and cum in her pussy, before doing the same for me that night
to compare how much deeper he shot.  All of this while I was completely
unaware she was cheating on me.  She then told me she wouldn't tell me any
more until I cleaned her up again, as apparently she had a lot more inside
her than what I managed to clean up the first time.  After I was done, she
told me about the evening where after putting one load in her pussy, he
talked her into taking her anal virginity (which I had begged her for), put
another huge load in her ass, and then ended up filling her mouth with one
more load before he left, which by this point she was desperate to taste.
After detailing a few more less exciting occasions, she lets me know her
pussy's ready for another clean-up job before she tells me the final
chapter.  How much can this guy cum?  With my duty served, she reveals

all...

   Part 4 - Her Plan Cums Together

   "All right, all right, now I'll tell you about today.  See, it was
afternoon, and I was really horny, although that's nothing new lately.  So
I called up Brent and made the usual joke about needing files.  He said
he'd be happy to bring them over, but he'd have to come by a bit later than
usual.  Probably couldn't make it `til 4:30 or so.  Of course you usually
get home around 6, so that was kind of pushing it.  I decided it was still
worth the risk, so I told him okay.

   "While I was waiting for him, I got to thinking about what would happen
if you came home and found us, which got me kind of excited.  I knew
eventually I'd have to tell you or risk you finding out the wrong way, but
I wasn't sure you walking in on Brent pounding your wife's stretched-out
cunt would be too good for his survival." She laughed when she said this,
obviously trying to imply she didn't think I'd REALLY have the balls to
kill him.  She's right, of course, although at the moment I felt kind of
depressed knowing what a pussy that made me seem and feel like.

   "But it got me thinking about how I would tell you, which got me
thinking about how a lot of the guys in the porn you're into find out.  And
that's when I got the idea.  So I threw on my teddy, and waited for Brent
by the front door.  The moment he walked in, I yanked down his pants and
sucked him `til he was fully hard, which didn't take long.  Then I grabbed
him by his cock, which was more than big enough to use as a handle, and
pulled him upstairs with me to the bedroom.  Then I lay back on the bed and
spread my legs to show my uncovered pussy.  He shoved his face right
between them and started eating like a starving man.  He licked my clit,
rimmed me, and then shoved his tongue deep into my asshole."

   Should I still be surprised at the things she lets him do?  She always
let me rim her, but as soon as my tongue started to go in she gave me the
same "exit only" line she gave about anal and shut me down.  It's not like
I minded it, so what was her problem?  I bet she'd be happy to let me do it
now, just to compare the size of my tongue to his.

   "Feeling that was the last straw, and I reached a sudden orgasm with his
tongue buried in my ass.  Poor guy couldn't pull his tongue out for at
least a minute with how hard my ass clamped down around it.  Once that was
done I stuck my legs straight up in the air so he could penetrate as deep
as possible, and said `fuck me hard.' And he sure did.  He pounded me so
hard it hurt, and the hurt felt good, and I came again within minutes.  He
kept going for a while, but I had my eye on the clock and knew we needed to
use the time carefully.  So I pulled him down onto me, while I kept my legs
up, and whispered in his ear, `please fill my desperate pussy with your
yummy, hot cum,' which set him off pretty damn quickly.  I felt his sperm
get pumped into the deepest recesses of my cunt.  It felt like it was
filling crevices I'd never had filled before, and it felt so damn good that
it ended up triggering a third orgasm.  Honestly, I'm not sure what might
have caused it, but I think he came more than he's ever cum before.  Or at
least it felt that way.

   "I stayed in that position for a few minutes after he pulled out to make
sure the cum was firmly settled up there, then closed my legs tight and
carefully began playing with his cock again.  He was sensitive, but once I
started sucking him, he started to grow again.  This time I experimented by
starting to deepthroat him while he was still soft, which was a LOT easier.
That idea worked pretty well, because I was able to adjust to his size
slowly with him already in my throat.  That allowed me to finally
deepthroat him the way I do for you, except obviously a lot deeper.  He
loved that, but I had to stop because I had other plans for his orgasm.

   "I told him to please fuck me again, but this time I repositioned myself
so he couldn't penetrate as deeply.  And I even told him to fuck me more
shallowly.  I lied and told him I think he bruised me the first time, and I
didn't want him to hit it.  He bought it, and started fucking again, this
time only shoving his cock about two thirds of the way in.

   "The funny thing is, other than him stretching me out more, it felt a
lot like getting fucked by you, since he wasn't going too much deeper than
you do, although it was still more fun since I haven't been fucking him for
years already.  In fact, it was just exciting enough that I felt another
orgasm building.  Right as I started to cum, I squeezed his cock and ended
up setting him off.  He started to shove his cock in deeper, but I grabbed
hold of his balls and kept him right where I wanted him as he put another
load into me.  I could feel this filling me up more, and there was almost a
sense of pressure building inside me from it.  It felt so fucking good, and
once he stopped I milked whatever was still in his long cock into me just
to be sure.

   "He rolled off, I clamped my legs as tight as they'd go, and we started
talking and joking around.  He asked if I was going to go clean up after
getting two loads in me, but I told him I was really enjoying the filled-up
feeling, and was trying to keep his cum in for as long as possible to hold
onto that.  I said that I wanted to be as full of his cum as I could
manage. He thought for a second, and then suggested that if I really wanted
my pussy that full, he might just be able to add one more load if we did it
carefully.

   "I knew he would say that, and since I knew from experience now that his
third load's nearly as big as his first two, I'd have a pretty darn filled
pussy.  So we worked out that I'd suck his dick while I lay still with my
legs clenched tight `til he was close, and then he'd stick in the tip and
jack himself off inside me.  It was a great plan.  Pretty much the only
flaw was once his cock was in my mouth again, I really, really wanted to
swallow his cum since I was feeling let down from not getting any the last
time." Once again, she laughed as though I'd find this funny.  I managed a
halfhearted sympathetic chuckle, which she seemed to buy, or at least
pretended to.

   "But he stuck to the plan, and when he got close he pulled away, spread
my legs carefully, and slid just the head into my pussy.  A few pumps of
his hand later, and I could feel him shooting one more load into me as he
groaned.  It was weird, `cause with all that cum in there, it was almost
like I could feel his squirts shooting through the stuff that was already
in there, like a water jet in a hot tub.  The image was so hot, and I was
so worked up from the whole idea that I ended up cumming with nothing but
the head of his cock in my pussy.  Lucky for me his cockhead's big enough
that it acted like a plug and helped keep everything in while I let myself
calm down.  I made him keep his plug in while I kind of rolled backwards to
put my legs in the air, then let him slowly pull out.  I asked him to bring
his cock up to my mouth, where I licked off all the cum that was left on
his head, and milked a few more drops in.  That was going to have to do for
today.  The sacrifices I make for you, huh?" she said with a smile.

   "He dressed and said he needed to go.  I apologized for not being able
to see him out, and he laughed, said it was worth it just to see me
enjoying his cum that much, and left with only five minutes to spare.  And
that's when you texted to say you were running late and asked if I needed
anything.  The only thing I needed was for you to get your ass home so I
could show you what I collected for you.  On the plus side, though, that
gave the cum time to seep in deeper so it didn't all pour out the moment
you found me.  So that was lucky."

   "Yeah, extremely lucky," I replied with exhausted sarcasm.

   "So that's that.  That's the story of who put all that cum in my pussy,
and how, with all of the backstory that led up to it.  I knew you'd enjoy
it.  It was right up the alley of all your porn.  And, with that having
been said, are you ready to finish your cleanup job before we take care of
you?"

   "Oh, come on, it hasn't been that long yet, and there can't be much more
in there to have seeped out," I replied in disgust.

   "No, you got the cum that was near the opening pretty well taken care
of. I don't think any more of that's seeping out any time soon." As she
said this, she finally started rolling over off her back.  "But remember, I
told you we'd just worry about cleaning up the outside of my pussy so far.
You're done with that, but you're not done with the whole job." As she said
this, she climbed on top of me and started scooting up my body.

   "See, I kept careful track of how full I felt after each time he shot
off inside me, and before things started with you, and how it felt each
time you cleaned me up and got a bit more out.  And I'll give you credit,
you cleaned out a pretty good amount.  From what I saw and felt, and based
on what one of his loads feels like filling my mouth and going down my
throat, I'd say you've pretty much cleaned out that whole last load he put
in me, even if it was obviously the smallest one.  So now you've got a
pretty good idea of what it's like for me to swallow just one of his loads
after he's already gotten off a few times.  I guess we can treat that as
sort of an appetizer.  But I've never gotten to swallow two of his loads at
once before, so you're about to have one up on me.  I hope you enjoy the
main course."

   And with that she shoved her pussy over my mouth, and locked her knees
on either side of my head.  My eyes bugged out as everything she had just
said hit home, which was roughly the same moment the first blob of cum hit
my tongue.  Only this time, since it wasn't just the squeeze of an orgasm
while she lay on her back that was pushing it out, but a combination of
gravity and obvious effort on my wife's part, it turned out to be more than
that.  A lot more.  That blob was just the tip of the stream of cum that
began to flood my mouth.  It was clear within moments that I was going to
have to start swallowing, and fast, if I didn't want to drown in Brent's
cum, since my wife had managed to make a pretty damn good seal around my
mouth with her normally-lovely pussy lips.  The first swallow went down
quickly, but my mouth was full almost immediately after that and I had to
swallow again.  I had essentially gulped down at least three or four full
mouthfuls before the tide started to stem, at which point I felt her body
begin to shudder as she started cumming.

   Unfortunately for me, her orgasm must have made things shift or
something, because the next thing I knew it was back at full flow, with me
gulping down another steady stream of thick, salty, overbearing, and yet no
wall-too-familiar semen.

   This sequence of events probably happened at least three or four more
times, with her amazingly cumming each and every time, in rapid succession,
and me swallowing more cum than I probably produce in several weeks, even
with me jacking off three times a day like I sometimes do.

   Eventually it petered out for real, and Linda fell off of me in
exhaustion, with a small trickle still visible down her taint.  I know I
cleaned off the extra runoff earlier, but I was almost literally feeling
full at this point, and I just didn't have the energy to do it.  She seemed
too far-gone to notice or care, anyway.

   "That was so fucking good," she said in a euphoric tone.  "I don't care
how great I said all those orgasms with Brent were.  None of them was as
good as the ones you just gave me while eating his cum out of me.  I've
never cum so many times, so quickly, in my life.  We are so doing that
again...  and again."

   I couldn't say anything anymore.  I was pretty sure I had lost all
options to argue with her on the matter, and besides, I was starting to
wonder if the part of me that was enjoying this would even let me put an
end to this.  I didn't think I was even in control of myself anymore.

   "Now it's your turn, honey.  I want YOU to slip that willy of yours in
me and fuck my cum-slicked cunt until you squirt your little load in
there."

   At that moment, everything turned around inside me.  One more jab at me
in comparison to Brent (she NEVER used the term "willy" before, `cause we
both found it kind of demeaning), and I realized I should be the one in
fucking control here.  I can do whatever the fuck I want, and I can take my
wife, and I can fuck her cunt with my above-average dick, and I can blow
whatever the fuck load I want inside her whether she's asking for it or
not. I was going to pound her so hard and for so long she'd forget this
Brent asshole ever existed, no matter what advantages he had.  She'd be
begging me to let her call him tomorrow and tell him the whole thing was
off, that she'd never be as satisfied with him again after the fucking I'd
given her.  So I climbed on, pinned her arms down, and thrust my cock into
her.

   The moment I penetrated that cunt I was so familiar from years of
fucking, I realized I had just lost the mental battle I had only barely
started a moment earlier, and with it, the whole damn war.  The feel of her
fucker's cum coating the inside of her pussy was like nothing I'd ever felt
before.  She was so slick that I slid in without the slightest friction,
more easily than with the most expensive lube we've ever bought.  I had
used so much force that without any friction my balls slapped against her
ass so hard they ached.  And even though his cum was so slippery, it
somehow added a new dimension to the sensation.  Normally I don't like lube
that much because I like to feel all the ridges and details of the inside
of Linda's pussy rubbing against my head and shaft, and stimulating every
inch of me.  But somehow the cum produced the most intense sensation I've
ever felt.  And couple that with the sex-crazed rollercoaster evening I had
just had, and I instantly began to blow my load.

   That's right, I fucking came on the FIRST goddamn thrust.  My cock
touched her slick lips, slid as far as it could go (and it sure didn't
sound like very far anymore), my balls slapped her asshole, and my dick
erupted what little load it had left, which was definitely small even for
me considering I had just gotten off maybe 20 minutes earlier.  Five or six
incredibly intense, but embarrassingly short spurts later, and I was done.

   I was also fucking humiliated.  All that hype, all that conviction to
show up Brent, and I managed to prove myself inferior to him in every way
to a higher degree than I had just found out I usually was.  And yet
despite its short-lived nature, I had also had what may have been the most
extreme orgasm of my life, and never had Linda's pussy feel better.  I was
simultaneously defeated and whipped.  I had lost all control and felt about
as good as I felt like crap.  What happened to me?

   Linda started laughing.  "Wow, you really enjoyed that even more than I
would have thought.  I've never felt you get off that quickly.  That was so
fucking cute.  I'm so glad I did this.  We're going to have a lot of fun
from here on, now that I know how much we both enjoy doing this."

   "At least now I know what's going on, and you'll be able to tell me when
you're planning on fucking him next time," I said dejectedly.

   "After how much fun you seemed to have with my surprise?" She replied in
a mock-offended tone.  "I doubt it.  That was too good, so no way I'm going
to risk screwing up something so perfect.  You'll find out however I want
you to find out, and probably only when you notice a load in me yourself."

   Did I argue?  What do you think after all of this?  Of course not.  I
simply nodded my head, and asked, "Well, can you at least tell me before
you decide to cheat on me with a second guy?"

   The condescending laugh struck straight at my heart.  "Oh, sweetheart,
you are too adorable!  That's impossible.  Brent wasn't even the second
guy."

   ________________________________

   The time since then has been interesting, I have to say.  She refused to
explain her last comment, telling me only that I'd hear more when she felt
like she could use it to have a fun evening.  She also kept her promise,
not telling me about any of her plans until after the fact.  And even then,
she hasn't told me everything.  I've got pretty good reason to believe
she's found time to be with Brent every day since, even leaving for a few
hours on the weekend and returning with a big grin and an extra sloppy kiss
that had mildly familiar scent and taste.  Twice already I've been put
through clean-up duties, although thankfully under less extreme volumes. 
Another time, with no forewarning or even reaction from her, I deduced her
activities for the day only after another instant penetration on my part.
I'm proud of myself for managing not to cum instantly that time, getting in
at least five or six pumps before I lost control and added my small volume
of seed to his.  She just chuckled and thanked me, before getting up to go
do some chores, never saying a word about what I had found or how it got
there.

   And that's that for now.  Our sex life is, in some strange ways,
unchanged.  We're fucking just as much as we were before I found out about
them.  But in other ways it's changed more than I could ever have imagined.
The power changes in power structure, the knowledge of what she's doing
behind my back, the occasional stories, not to mention the new activities
and renewed interest in trying new things that I can't help but be happy
about, even if they claw at me at the same time, knowing what caused them.
At least she hasn't seemed to tire of fucking me, in addition to Brent,
although I constantly get the feeling she's fucking me just for the hell of
it, or maybe for more comparisons, but whatever the case, I'm still getting
laid, and it's some pretty darn good sex.

   While she still won't let me in on future plans, she's begun making
subtle hints.  Nothing specific, but she has informed me that she DOES have
plans, and that I'm going to be involved in them more than before.  I've
been living in excited fear since the moment she uttered those words.  Only
time will tell which side of my emotions gets the most of these plans, but
something tells me what she has in store, and how I feel, is going to be
another surprise.

   THE END, for now.

   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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