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WIFE'S EVENING OUT by the Raven

Part 1

(WIFE,MF,MMF,INTER,CONS)


This story is fictional. Any resemblence to any persons living or dead is
pure
coincidence. This story contains hardcore sexual situations. If you are
offended by this sort of material or are under the age of 18 do not ready
this
story.









"You want me to what?!!!" Tara screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Please don't be angry honey." her husband Bruce begged, "I could lose my
job
if you don't."
"I can't believe you're asking me to do this! I'm you your goddamn wife!!! I
can't believe you're asking me to fuck your boss!!!"
"Please Tara!"Bruce begged, "I was supposed to find him a call girl and I
did
but she backed out at the last second!"
Tara was dumbfounded. She and Bruce had been married for ten years, ever
since
they graduated from college. He was only the second man she had ever had sex
with and had never once in all those years thought about cheating on him.
Not
that she wouldn't have been able to, she was a very attractive young woman
after all. Early thirties, trim atheletic body, dark black hair, she ran
every
day to keep in shape but cheating had never entered her mind. He had always
filled all her needs so there was never a reason.
Bruce kept her well taken care of. He had gotten a job in the planning
department of a fledgling construction firm when he graduated and he rose
quickly to the top of the office eventually being put in charge of his
division.
Occasionally, when a new project was started, his superior, Jack Gonzolas,
would come into town to make sure things were going to run smoothly. Tara
had
now learned that when these visits occured her loving husband would set him
up
with a woman for the evening and apparently failure to do so could cost him
his
job. This wouldn't be the official reason of course but it would be the
reality.
"Please!!!" he begged again with even more vigor than before.
"He knows who I am Bruce! You've introduced me to him several times in the
past
at company functions. He'll know I'm not a call girl."
"I know he does honey. But, I've tried everyone I can think of and I've come
up
short." Tears welled up in Bruce's eyes, "I don't want to share you with
anyone
baby, but we don't have much of a choice. We've got bills to pay and losing
this job would be devastating. We could end up on the street in a matter of
monthes!"
Tara began to cry as she entered her bedroom and slammed to door on her
husband. How could he let something like this happen to them. She always had
a
deep fear of ending up on the streets. Her mother had gone through it when
she
was young and told her the horror stories of trying to find a place to sleep
at
night where they wouldn't freeze to death.
She buried her head in the mattress on her bed. She hated her husband for
what
he was asking of her but she hated the idea of living on the streets even
more.
She could hear him begging her from the other side of the door and she
decided
she would just have to sacrifice her dignity for her life.
"Ok." she answered as she opened the bedroom door, "I'll do this."
"Thank you honey." he responded in relief as well as a touch of revulsion,
not
in her response but in the fact that he had to ask her to do this, "Let's
get
you ready and I'll take you over."
Over the next several hours they chose the outfit she would wear as well as
doll her up. The dress was a classy black satin number with a high slit up
the
left thigh. It was very form fitting and Bruce decided it would be best if
she
didn't wear any underwear underneath. When they we finished Tara looked like
a
runway model only with a touch more sexuality.
"You look breathtaking baby." Bruce said with a little excitement in his
voice.
"Are you getting turned on by this?" she questioned.
"By you hon, not by this." Bruce had to hold back. He knew she wasn't happy
about this at all but for some reason the thought of another man pleasuring
his
wife was growing on him and he could feel a throbbing in his crotch. "I just
wish this was for me and not for him."
"Do you think he'll be happy?" She said half sacastically and half curious.
"Are you kidding baby! The second he sees you his dick is gonna tear a hole
in
his pants!"
Tara giggled,"That sexy, huh?"
"Damn straight! I'd have to pay a grand to get him a girl as hot as you! No
joke!"
Tara giggled again. Bruce's words were turning her on a bit. She wanted to
jump
on him right there but she knew she couldn't. This wasn't for her husband it
was for Mr. Gonzalas.
They were both dead silent on the way to the hotel. Tara was terrified. What
if
she didn't please this man. She knew what her husband enjoyed but since she
had
not been with very many men she thought maybe this could turn out to be a
total
failure. Being homeless entered her mind again and she steeled herself. She
and
her husband had watch many pornographic films over the years and from what
she
had seen in them she figured that with most men it was just a matter of
showing
some interest. The more excited you seemed as the woman, the more they
appeared
to enjoy it and although she was scared to death she had to admit she was
starting to get excited. She always thought of Mr. Gonzalas as an attractive
man, so at least she wouldn't have to snuggle up to a troll. He kind of
reminded her a bit of Antonio Banderous, dark smoldering eyes and hair,and
very
well built. He was also very charming and up until this night she couldn't
really understand why his wife had left him a few years back. But even so
she
never really considered him as a sexual partner, not even in fantasies. She
could feel herself getting a bit flush but she chose to chalk it up to
nerves.
Bruce escorted her all the way to the lobby of the hotel, "Honey, I love you
so
much. Thank you again for doing this. I promise you, this will never ever
happen again."
"Its ok baby." she responded, trying to hide her growing enthusiasm. She
really
didn't want him knowing she was getting turned on by this, since he never
once,in the time they were together, expressed any interest in sharing her
with
another man. She didn't want his ego bruised in the least.
He handed her a paper, "Here's the room number. He should be waiting. You
can
call me whenever you're finished and I'll come and get you."
"Ok." she answered.
"Even if it isn't until tomorrow."
"What?!!!" she exclaimed, "You mean this could take all night?!!!"
"Yeah honey." he said in a calming voice,"He's been known to spend a full
twenty-four hours with the women we hire for him. Many of them come out
asking
me to keep them in mind if he ever needs their services again."
"Really?" she responded, "What the hell does he do to them up there?"
"You're just gonna have to find that out for yourself." Bruce answered as he
gave her a quick peck on the cheek, "I know you don't really want to do
this,
but please honey, don't worry about me and try and enjoy yourself. The time
should pass easier that way."
"I'll be ok." she said as she headed for the elevators, "Have a good night."
Tara's mind was racing. What could this man be doing to these women that
could
take an entire day and have them crawling back for more. She noticed one of
the
men in the elevator sneaking glances at her exposed leg. That and the
thought
of being ravished but the man waiting for her upstairs started to get her
wet.
She could feel a small trickle of moisture caress her bare thigh.
The doors to the elevator opened to her floor and as she exited she could
feel
the searing stares of all the men she left behind. She knew the satin of her
dress was hugging every curve of her ass and it was probably very apparent
to
them that she had nothing on underneath. Thoughts of each of them taking her
in
turn only served to fuel the excitement that had been growing in her since
she
left her home.
She found the room she was looking for. It was a suite on the northern end
of
the building. She started to tingle as she knocked. This was it. If she was
harboring any thoughts of backing out it was too late now.
Mr. Gonzalas answered the door. He was as handsome as she remebered, wearing
a
fitted Armani suit sans jacket and drinking a glass of scotch. A look of
surprise crossed his face for a moment, followed by a broad welcoming smile.
"Your Bruce's wife aren't you? Did I miss something? Are we all going out to
dinner?" he said as he set down his glass on a nearby counter, "Because to
be
honest, I've already eaten."
"Actually, no Mr. Gonzalas." Tara answered with a coy smile, "I'm your
partner
for the evening."
"But you're Bruce's wife..." he stated again, "You do know what this
entails,
don't you?"
Tara entered the room closing the door behind her. She slinked over to him
as
sexy as she could."Yes Mr. Gonzalas, I know exactly what this entails. Other
arrangements were made but they fell through. So I'm yours."
"Your husband...?"
"...Brought me over here. This was his idea and I'm ok with it."
His hands rested on her shoulders and slid there way down her back. He ran
them
down the satin until they came to rest on her buttocks, where he proceeded
to
stroke and fondle them. "Your a very attractive woman and I must admit the
thought of doing this with a married woman does excite me a great deal, but
are
you sure?"
"I'm here to give you anything you want Mr. Gonzalas."
"Ok then," He said as he raised his hands to the straps of her dress,
flicking
them off her shoulders and allowing the dress to fall to the floor. She
stood
there totally exposed in front of him as her heart raced and her body
shivered,
"...and call me Jack."
"Only if you call me Tara."
"Let's have some fun, Tara." He reached around her, supporting her bottom
with
his arm and lifting her off the floor. His hand came underneath and between
her
legs and found its mark, her awaiting clitorous. He played with it furiously
and Tara found herself at a loss of breath from the sudden waves of pleasure
that entered her body. She found herself involuntarily wrapping her legs
around
his hips and humping his hand. Jack buried his face into hers giving her a
long
deep kiss. His tongue probed her mouth very skillfully. Bruce was very adept
at
this as well, but when Tara first fell for him he had a tendency to drive it
in
so deep she felt like she was swallowing it.
Her humping continued and for a brief moment she brushed his crotch. She was
unsure because of how quickly it happened, but it seemed quite large. She
hadn't even thought of this until now, but how large was Jack. Tara had
never
had a man over six and a half inches, which was Bruce's length. The only
other
penis she had ever had was her boyfriend in highscool and he was only about
five or so. Both were about average and were more than enough to fufill her
needs but what if Jack was larger. Bruce was a tight fit and she had never
even
had fantasies about a man any larger.
Jack carried her through a nearby doorway and into the bedroom, kicking the
door closed behind him. He set her down on the bed and dropped between her
legs. Kissing was not the only thing his mouth was adept at doing. His
tongue
worked her over, making her squirm and writh on the bed. She kick off her
shoes
and ran her bare feet down his back. He dug in deeper, determined to drive
her
over the edge. She moaned, the tingling felt great but she had never cum
this
way and was sure it was not going to happen now. She knew how to manipulate
herself to orgasm but no one else had ever been able to do it to her without
penetrating her. Jack beared down on her hips. His tongue had worked its way
inside the inner edge of her pussy lips. Then it slthered up onto the
underside
of her clit and hit its mark. Tara found herself overcome by wavs of
pleasure.
She let out a huge scream of shock and excitement. Her body shook and thrust
down on Jacks head until it passed over her.
Jack stood up by the side of the bed and began removing his shirt.
"That was incredible!" Tara exclaimed as she let out a sigh of satisfaction.
Here it had only been about ten minutes and this man had already been able
to
make her cum once already. She wondered if it was all him or if the fact
that
she was with a man other than her husband had her halfway there already.
Jack had removed everything now with the exception of his pants. Tara
inspected
what she could see of his body so far and found it quite attractive. He was
surprisingly well built for a man in his late forties. His arms had a nice
cut
to them and he had a strong, broad chest. Her eyes dropped to his washboard
abs
and she thought for a moment about how much sexier his body was compared to
her
husband. This thought brought on a bit of guilt which quickly passed as she
noticed the lump in his pants. Her eyes widened a bit, it looked quite large
and she was taken aback by a bit of fear and excitement.
"Take off my pants, Tara." he commanded. The firm tone and the sly grin on
his
face told her she was in for a shock. He obviously liked to surprise his
lovers
with his size and tonight would be no different.
She sat up on the bed and reached for his pants. Undoing the belt, she came
to
realize just how large the lump was. When the buckle was undone the tension
it
create forced the pants to drop an inch or so. Tara was getting turned on
again. "How big can this thing be?" she thought as she unzipped his fly. His
pants dropped to the floor and his briefs looked as though they were going
to
tear from the tension underneath them.
She looked up at him in a bit of surprise.
"Take them down Tara." he smiled.
Tara giggled a little as she took hold of his waistband. She was breathing
in
short quick breaths and when she jerked them down she shuddered and let out
a
deep sigh.
Jacks penis appeared to be about eleven inches in length and about as thick
as
soda can. She found herself in shock, his fully erect member throbbed and
bounced languidly in front of her. She was mesmerized.
She had never in her life seen a dick this large and was almost afraid of
it.
"Was this going to hurt?" she thought "Or was this going to feel
incredible?"
"Lift it sweetie." Jack ordered.
Tara placed her hand on its underside and found herself once again amazed,
this
time by its weight and the fact that her fingers couldn't get all the way
around it. She pumped it a bit and Jack let out a little moan. This excited
her
and she pumped a little faster. All she could think of was how great this
giant
dick felt as it passed through her palm.
"Suck it." Jack moaned.
Tara paused for a moment. Bruce was surprisingly not a big fan of blowjobs
so
she had not had a lot of practice at them and this monster was so large that
there was no way it could go directly in her mouth but she desperately
wanted
to satisfy him now and she found herself working her mouth up and down its
shaft. She could swear it grew even more during this and she continued. She
slid her tongue up and down its base while at the same time pumping it
slowly
with her hand. She wanted it deep in her mouth but found that she could only
fit the head. Jack seemed quite satisfied with this and moaned even more in
response.
Then suddenly, to Tara's disappointment he pulled away. He lifted her from
the
bed, spun her around and dropped her back down on her belly. He raised her
at
the hips arching them up while her chest lay firmly against the sheet. Tara
spread her legs and he dropped in behind her. She could feel the base of his
cockhead as it slithered around across her opening and slowly her lips
parted
as he entered.
Tara's worries about pain quickly passed, but it was very, very tight as he
inched his way in. Deeper and deeper he continued to enter her and hearing
no
objections he continued even deeper. She couldn't believed what she was
feeling, it felt like someone was mounting her on a flagpole and she half
expected to feel his dick coming up through her throat. Then she felt his
balls
making slight contact with he clit. He had bottomed out in her. This huge
cock
had filled her right to the max.
Then without warning he pulled out almost to the head. She braced herself
knowing what was coming next. The thrust was firm as he reentered her. She
squealed in delight, it felt incredible as he once again pulled out and gave
her another deep thrust. Her toes curled as he picked up the pace.
"OH...MY...GOD!!!" she screamed. The feeling of tightness slowly dissapated
as
she became more wet and he stretched he out with each deep pleasurable
stroke.
He continued this for several minutes at a furious pace and she found
herself
making more noise than she had ever made in her life, but she couldn't help
herself, he was driving her mad with lust. She was begining to see why all
those call girls wanted to be brought back. How many times does a person get
a
chance to make that much money any enjoy themselves like this. Tara found
herself thinking that if everyone who required the services of a call girl
was
this adept at fucking she'd do it for free. Fuck her husband! Once again a
wave
of guilt crossed over her. She really did love Bruce but Jack's dick was
driving her thoughts in very unexpected directions.
Jack pulled out once again and flipped her over, reentering her from the
missionary position. As he stroked deep into her once again, Tara approached
orgasm. He could read it on her face she was looking at him as though she
had
been blind and was suddenly thrill to discover she could now see. She was
also
wearing a huge shit-eating grin as she repeatedly threw her head back in
pleasure.
"You've never had a cock this big before, have you baby?" Jack asked as
their
foreheads touched and they looked deep into each other's eyes.
"Oh Fuck!" she wailed as he thrusted once again,"No Jack....UH..Uh..Never!"
"You like it, don't you?"
"Oh God! Yesss!" she squealed in response,"This is the best damn fuck I've
ever
had in my life!"
He pulled her close to his bronze skin and lifted her from the bed. Tara
wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he effortlessly raised and lowered
her
entire body on his awaiting shaft.
"Tell me how much you love it, Tara." he said as a leer crossed his face.
"OHHHH YESSS!!! OH GODD YESSS!!!" Tara screamed as she came,"I LOVE YOUR
COCK
JACK! FUCK ME WITH YOUR HUGE COCK!"
"You like big cocks, don't you Tara?" He smiled.
"I LOVE BIG COCKS!!!"
"Good baby, wait until later." he laughed, "If you think this is good,
You'll
love the rest."
Tara heard him but it didn't register. Her orgasm was blocking out all
rational
thoughts. All she could think about was wanting this to never end.
He turned around and dropped onto the bed. Now she was on top of him.
Realizing
this, she leaned forward and began bucking her hips up and down at a frantic
pace. She was raising her ass higher and higher into the air with each hump
allowing for long fast strokes. The sweat covered their bodies now and they
looked like two oiled up wrestlers slipping and sliding on one another,
their
skin slapping together continuously.
"DON'T EVER STOP FUCKING ME JACK!!!!" she wailed, "I WANT TO FEEL YOU INSIDE
OF
ME FOREVER!!!"
Jack would have been more than happy to oblige but he knew he wouldn't last
much longer at this pace. Tara was fucking him like a wild animal and he was
close to his own orgasm. He thought to himself about how lucky a man Bruce
was
to have someone this enthusiastic. He grabbed her once again and threw her
down
on the bed. She was laying on her side as he reentered her. He ran his hands
across her body as he drove himself deep within her slippery little hole. He
fondled her breasts, which were beautiful little handfuls. The perfect size
he
thought. Again he fondled and kneaded he buttocks, the small of her back,
her
inner thighs. He loved the feel of a woman's skin when it was covered in
perspiration and the fondling appeared to be driving her over the edge once
again.
"YES!! YES!! YESSS!!!" Tara howled. She couldn't believe how incredible this
felt. She pondered how she could possible go back to only Bruce from here on
out, especially since there were lovers like Jack Gonzalas out there in the
world. She couldn't help herself, she now wanted to fuck them all.
"Oh God!" Jack grunted, "I'm gonna cum! Where do you want it baby?"
Tara didn't respond, she threw him off and flipped him down gripping his
massive cock in her hand, pumping it furiously. She loved the feeling of
power
in having his manhood under her control. Jack let out a loud gunt as his
hips
bucked up and down under her.
"Cum for me baby!" she ordered.
Jack couldn't hold it any longer. Sperm jetted upward from his prick nearly
five feet as Tara continued to pump. She giggled as his hips continued to
fuck
her hand until the sensations subsided. Jack was spent, They had been going
at
this for nearly two hours now and Tara looked like she couldn't wait to
start
again.
"Oh baby, fuck me some more." she whispered.
"Sorry honey. You wore me out. You have got to be the best fuck I've ever
had
on one of these trips." Jack said with a smile.
"That's all?" Tara looked up at him in disappointment, "But Bruce told me
you
spend up to twenty four hours with the other girls."
"Bruce didn't tell you?" Jack asked in a very confused manner.
"Tell me what?"
"I always bring my son and friend along on these trips. We share the girls."
he
flashed he a sly grin.

(to be continued...)


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