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True story. (MF, nc, wife-cheat, voy, inc) *** I, Joe, and my wife, Teresa, had been married 11 years. Right out of college we had two kids. Our boys at the time I learned of my wife's affair, were 8 and 9. After our fifth year of marriage, something changed in Teresa. She was cold, very frigid toward me and I tried as I might, but she would not give me sex as she had previously. It got so bad that she moved out of the master bedroom to a guest bedroom. The only times I would get pussy from her were on rare occasions despite the begging I did and the many things I bought for her. I work as a lawyer. Right out of school, I latched onto a very high paying job that allowed us to buy a nice house, nice cars and the rest. Our sons went to private school and Teresa pretty much worked an office job because she wanted to, not because she had to. Because of Teresa's ways, I wound up having affairs with a woman here and there just to keep from going insane. At age 32, your penis seems to have a need for release at least once a day. Teresa and I over the past five years had only fucked less than a dozen times. Both my family and her family were aware of my problems with her. But each side begged me to stay in the marriage for the sake of the kids. I did so. And I kept my affairs very secretive, often only having sex with the other two women early morning on my way to work, at lunchtime or when I worked cases out of town. My sister in law Melody, a lovely 35 year old woman, was four years older than Teresa and was logically the one I should have married. Melody was also a lawyer working in a different firm, but she lived two doors down from our house. She was single, very lovely with long blond hair, long lovely legs and an hour glass figure that made men stare. Melody stands 5'10''. Teresa is 5'4''. I am 6'3''. Melody, who was very focused on her career, was a hot and coming attorney of the future. Melody helped with my boys, she tried talking to her sister and she spent plenty of time counseling me. I had settled into the thoughts of leaving things as they were with Teresa until the boys were about 12 years old, at which time I had decided, I would seek a divorce from Teresa's cold hearted ass. Then as luck would have it, one day as my wife was racing out of the house to work, Teresa by chance grabbed up Melody's cellular telephone, which Melody had accidentally left on the kitchen countertop the night before. She had been at the house before we dropped her off at the airport and surely would miss the phone. I had taken the day off since it was summer, and had planned a day at the beach and amusement park with the boys. Teresa had been gone for half an hour when her telephone, which had fallen behind the bread box, started to ring. I picked it up and at that point realized what had happened. I resigned myself to take Teresa her telephone, when by accident, a text message started to emerge. As I stood there checking out the message, I was shocked, hurt and angry at what it said. "Teresa, my love. Bring that pussy to me tonight. I want to fuck your ass again. I'm still in disbelief about how good it was to both of us. I have never made love to a woman as sweet as you and I think we were meant to be together. I'm getting tired of the cheating. I want you full time. I want you for my wife. I love you and I look forward to seeing you tonight at 8 p.m. Kisses baby, Jeb." I was furious. The only Jeb I know is the pastor at our church. This is the bastard who Teresa had insisted on inviting to dinner every time she got a chance. I wanted to call Teresa and cuss her ass out. Just as I started to Melody called on my cell phone. I told her what had happened and she broke down crying on the other end. "Honey please don't do anything you'd regret. Please don't hurt Teresa and don't hurt Jeb. Just hire a private detective to get them together and work toward your divorce. But whatever you do, please don't get your gun and confront them. I know your hot temper will get you in trouble," Melody said. I agreed I'd do nothing unreasonable and Melody said she would be back home tomorrow and we could talk privately about resolving this problem. She was the only one I could everything to. So I did as she said. As she was leaving the line, for the first time Melody said, 'I love you Joe.' I was taken aback, but told her the same. The boys and I did our thing. Throughout the day, Jeb sent text messages. The more I read about how he had fucked by wife in the ass, had blown loads in her face, mouth and hair, the more angry I became. As the day wore on, I started to get evil ass thoughts. When the boys and I got back home, I saved the messages on her phone as if they had never been read. I let our arrival coincide with hers so she wouldn't think anything. I placed the phone on mute and dropped it behind the bread box. She walked over to the counter and started to search frantically. She found the phone, saw it was on mute and sighed. The bitch went to the bathroom as if to take a piss. I stood quietly outside the door and heard her giggle to herself a few times. As she flushed, I moved on up the hall so she wouldn't notice I had listened in. After eating the meal I had brought her from the restaurant, Teresa claimed she had to go work out. I pulled her to the side and begged for sex. I tried kissing her, but she pushed away. I ran my hand into her panties as we tussled on the bed and she was wet as hell. No matter how I begged, she said no. Teresa took a quick bath which gave me time to think. I called a cop friend of mine and requested a favor. I told him of the situation and he suggested how I should extract my revenge. I knew where Jeb lived. It was a small wood framed home about 20 minutes away in the heart of the country. He had a large Rottweiler, Pinky, who was fond of me. So when Teresa left at 7 p.m., I called Helen, our maid and asked her to babysit. She came right over and I headed out…evil minded, packing a long barreled .357 Magnum, black clothing, shoes and gloves, several sections of rope and two pillow cases. I went to Jeb's house and parked 100 yards away in the woods to the rear. There was Teresa arriving and they kissed on the porch. Then they sat on the swing and Jeb had his hands in her pants. I wanted to see more, and as it was night time with the only light being that from his porch, I worked slowly closer. As I reached the back porch, Pinky greeted me with a long wet tongue. I patted her on the head and motioned her away as I threw a large ham bone which she went to. Pinky paid there chewing at the bone and I went further toward the front porch. I knew this place. It was Jeb's weekend getaway. Me and several of the men at the church came here several times each year and hunted deer. It would be perfect for revenge with it's curtains that were three inches too short and the blinds that were broken and easy to see through. There were two windows in the house that were broken and couldn't be locked. I betted on the fact that that 60 year old bastard hadn't fixed them. The bathroom window and the east bedroom window could be pushed up easily. When we came in from hunting throughout the years, we'd used sticks to prop them open. As I watched from the rose bushes, Teresa was sucking the pastor's dick! He had his hand down her pants from the rear fingering something, either her pussy or her ass, and she was loving it, letting out moans like 'uuuhm, uuuhm.' This went on about five minutes and they went into the house. I watched from the side window as she got undressed and put her tits, one after the other, into Jeb's mouth as his small, 5 inch dick stood straight at attention. Now Jeb pulled her to him and they performed a 69 on the couch. As Jeb got ready to blow, he pushed Teresa off and stood up. It was apparent she knew the routine as Jeb grabbed her head and fucked her hard in the mouth. When he cummed she swallowed everything! This is the same bitch who had sucked my dick less than a dozen times and had never let me cum in her mouth. What I saw next was also a shocker. Teresa, on a cue, went to the bathroom, reached beneath the cabinet and pulled out a couple boxes of douche. There looked to be a doxen or more boxes. But 'why would she douche now?' I thought. Then suddenly I saw why. Teresa grabbed a tube of KY Jelly and placed some on her middle finger. Ever so lightly, she worked it into her tight, light brown ass crack. She repeated the process. As she got her whole finger in to the knuckle, she smiled yelling to Jeb that she was almost ready. She took the douche bottle, inserted the tip into her ass and emptied it. She then sat on the stool and emptied her bowels. She filled the tube with water and repeated the process on three occasions. She wiped up, and put more KY into her tight rectum, then left the bathroom to go back to Jeb. I tipped back to the front room window and got another shocker. Jeb had a videocamera set up facing the blue inflatable mattress on his front room floor. There were several dildos of all sizes laid on the table. This bitch, my wife Teresa, laid a sheet on the mattress, laid on her back and picked up a small dildo and started fucking herself in the cunt. I was hard by now. My dick wanted to bust my zipper. But I held off and continued to watch. Jeb moved the camera to catch a close up. She was going crazy now and grabbed a large, long double headed dildo that must have been 24 inches. Jed mounted the camera on a tripod and joined in. He took the double dong with its thick white heads and placed one end at the tip of her ass. Teresa rose slightly to help Jeb gain entry. She moaned as he entered her tight asshole. When it had entered she let out a loud 'ugh,' a sigh of relief. Jeb worked it slowly into her bottom, back and forth until about six inches was inside her. Then he pushed the other head into her pussy and pumped wildly as those lovely lips spread wide and gobbled that thing. Now Teresa took over the pussy, while Jeb worked the end in her ass. He could barely stand it as she convulsed, bucking her hips back and forth, up and down as she ran that thing in and out of her pussy. She stiffened and screamed, as she orgasmed. Jeb removed the end from her pussy - snow white flesh, topped with a light matt of auburn hair just above those bright pink lips that pouted out slightly. Now he was eating her pussy with vigor and she was moaning and bucking. She came again and held his head tight to her pussy, as her eyes rolled to the back of her head screaming, 'it's your pussy baby. Eat your pussy baby. I love you baby. Eat this pussy baby.' All the while the camera was still running. Jeb got up as did Teresa. As I said before, she knew the routine. Teresa was on her knees, propped up on the edge of the couch, supported by her elbows. Jeb moved the camera to capture it. Then he mounted her from the back. He fucked Teresa with no regard, ramming into her so hard that I could the smacking of his hips on her ass from outside. After a few minutes, he popped her in the ass. Jeb entered her ass so hard and fast, that Teresa tried to jump up, but was restrained by Jeb's huge hands on her shoulders. He was nailing her and I could tell the little dick was creating some discomfort. Jeb had not used enough lubricant. By now my own dick, a large, 8 inch monster, had leaked pre-cum all over my underwear. A spot had gathered on the black jeans that I wore. I had to make my move now. So I went to the bathroom, lifted open the window and climbed in. After entering, I saw Jeb had a large box of Viagra sample packets in the cabinet. There were condoms, dildos and all kinds of sexual shit in there. I popped open a pack and took a 25 milligram dose of Viagra, though I didn't need it. I just did. Then something else caught my eye. There were handcuffs, whips, blindfolds and gag balls with Velcro fasteners in the back. My preacher was a fucking freak! I grabbed a couple pairs of cuffs, placed them in my pocket and took out my hand cannon. Teresa's moans had turned to cries of pain. She was begging Jeb to get more KY Jelly. The bald headed, fat bellied bastard with a chest full of gray hair was panting. I could smell ass in the air as he got off and came toward the bathroom. As he entered, he was confronted by a 6'3" skinny guy dressed in black with a ski mask on and a .357 Magnum to his head. Jeb was speechless. I handcuffed him, put one of the gags in his mouth and put duct tape around his head to cover his eyes. This was perfect. I grabbed the KY Jelly and made him walk in front of me as I entered the room, watching a sweaty Teresa with her head laid down on the couch between her arms, her ass poked out. She turned around saying, 'lube it good baby,' and jumped straight up when she saw the predicament she was in. Teresa reached for the sheet on the air mattress and I cocked the pistol, pointing it at her, saying, 'don't.' She was in shock. Jeb wouldn't utter a sound. She started asking what I wanted. "My purse is over there. Please, take my purse, take my purse. Take my jewelry please. Please take it." I told her to bend over on the couch. She looked at Jeb and then at me with long eyes and started to shake and cry. I pushed Jeb to the floor where he landed with a dead thud. "Bend over the couch bitch. I want that asshole. And do it now or I'll shoot," I said to my wife, whom I had just watched for an hour performing acts on our preacher that she had never done for me. Teresa sighed, then bent over on the couch, assuming the pose she had for Jeb when he was drilling her asshole. I loosened my pants and told her softly and with authority, don't look back. With that, my dick was out standing at attention and I placed the white insertion tip of the KY Jelly tube into her ass. I squeezed until the overflow of jelly ran out of her ass, sliding down to her glistening and moist pussy. This would be my first anal experience with her, though she didn't know it. I placed the tip of my dick at the wrinkled entrance. I eased in the head as her body flinched. I eased in more until I was halfway in. Then I started to slowly fuck her. She was moaning under her breath like it was pleasurable. And I was going deeper and deeper until I was all the way in. I started to increase my pace as I'm starting to slam that well lubed tight ass. The smell of her bowels being pumped was hot. I was enjoying it really nicely now. I was fucking her and she couldn't help but start moaning, 'uhh, uhh, uhh, ooohee, ooohee,' as I finger fucked her with one hand, the other alternating to hold her shoulder or squeeze her small tits. Now Teresa had joined my movements, she was pushing that ass back and rocking with my motion. She was enjoying it. This went on for about 10 minutes and I started to cum. Big load I'm unleashing into her ass. I ground my dick tightly into her ass, packing it in there and she was moving to accept it. She shuddered as I cummed, getting her climax as well. My dick didn't soften at all, the Viagra had kicked in. I continued to pound her ass and then she went nuts, 'oh baby, fuck me baby. Keep fucking me baby. Ooh, damn it's good baby.' I pulled out of her ass as the camera gave a whirring sound that told me the tape was out. I asked Jeb where the blank tapes were. He started talking shit about being a preacher and me being wrong for doing what I was doing. I couldn't stand it and slapped the hell out of him. Jeb now was scared. Teresa stood up and looked as if she was ready to run. Globs and then strings of cum were running out of her ass, with the string hanging, dangling like a spider web. I told her to lie down face first. She paused then did as asked. I handcuffed her with hands behind the back. I started to whip Jeb's ass again, slapping him like a bitch, like the low life shit he was for fucking my wife when he should have been telling her to give me such pleasures. Finally after six or seven hard slaps, Jeb told me where to find the tapes. They were in a false wall inside the master bedroom closet. Making sure they would not escape, I used rope to tie their legs together until I returned. When I opened the hidden wall, I have to say, I was certainly surprised. It was directly beside the bathroom and Jeb had two recorders wired to come on when the bathroom lights cut on. One camera focused from the bathroom mirror. The other was focused to bounce off the mirror in front of the toilet. Clever, I thought. As I unwrapped the new tape, I caught a glimpse of a footlocker. I checked the footlocker and it was loaded with videotapes and DVDs that were initialed and dated. As I looked through, trying to count them, I ran across a whiskey sack that was loaded with $100 bills. I planned to take it all. But I needed to get back into the room with the handcuffed ones. As I was about to enter the door, I could see they had scooted around on the floor, with Teresa kissing Jeb. My calm, brought on by me busting the first nut I've cummed out in a month, was shattered. 'Jeb baby, it's going to be alright. When he lets me go, I'll claw him in the eyes and grab your pistol under the couch and shoot him. I love you baby. Don't worry much. I'll kill this bastard,' Teresa whispered. I walked out, stepping hard. I placed a new videotape into the recorder and cut it on. I had been gone for 4 or 5 minutes. My dick, still hard as a brick, had flakes of KY Jelly, cum and aroma of shit on it. I slapped the hell out of Teresa, reached beneath the couch, got the pistol she had referred to and then I picked up Jeb, placed him on the couch and told him to suck my dick. I slapped him again and he started to suck. I went deep a few times trying to gag and humiliate him. My rage had given me street instincts that I never felt before. After a few minutes of that, I had Teresa to lay flat on her back. I had blindfolded her too. Then I commanded Jeb to lay flat on his stomach on the air mattress. I was getting hot as hell with all that black clothing on. I mounted Teresa missionary style and I didn't care anymore. I rammed my dick into her and she responded with a slight 'uum.' I started to pump hard and fast. I was trying to cum because the Viagra had me so hard and horny. I pumped in and out of her pussy. She was responding with movement only, enjoying the feel of the fucking that was being laid on her. Ready to degrade her, I told her softly to open her mouth. She did and I spit into it. I told her to swallow she did. I slapped the bitch again as she started to feel the pressure of that big dick, sort of saying 'uhmm, uhmm, uhmm, uhmm,' while I'm pumping that pussy. I had not felt my wife fuck this intensely in years. It's almost shameful that I had to get it this way, but I was starting to enjoy the feel. I'm going crazy on this pussy now. Rage, hormones and the fuck drug were pushing me beyond my limits. As I'm fucking Teresa, I reach over to Jeb's ass, and empty the tube of KY Jelly onto his ass. It ran down to the crack and I started to run my finger into his ass as he mumbles 'arghhh, arghh.' Then in a couple of minutes, this dude started moaning and sort of wiggling his ass, changing up to 'uuhm, aaah, aaah.' He keeps moaning like that and as he does, he's resisting my finger. I shove home with lots of ease as the lubricant was working. No matter how tight he made the wrinkled, dark brown, ugly hairy asshole, I was working two fingers in now. Teresa cummed, bucking like hell. I keep rodding her and two minutes later, she cums again. Now the place is smelling like pussy. I continue to fuck her, wasting precious energy slamming into her. And I notice that Jeb's murmurs of pain are now sounding a woman's moans of pleasure. I had an evil thought. I got off of her, placed on one of the condoms Jeb had in his bathroom, and came back out. I eased the head of my dick into Jeb's ass and he squealed like a pig, 'uum, uum, aaah, shit.' I remove the mouth gag and withdrew from Jeb's ass. I re-entered slowly and he squealed again. This time he was really loud, saying 'Oooh, oooh. Damn, you're busting me open. Please, I can't take it, I can't take it, please stop.' I eased in a little more and a little more. When I was about halfway in, I started to fuck Jeb, who was now crying like a bitch. He was really hurting because I was slamming home in his ass. I was fucking that bastard with all the anger I had inside and I was trying to get him to yell louder as he kept saying, 'aaah, aaah, damn. Ooooh, aaah," and then start off bawling like a baby again. Teresa, still handcuffed and blindfolded, had now sat up, her head turned to capture each of Jeb's cries of torture. I was on the verge of cumming now. But I was enjoying this tight ass-fucking of a man. It didn't enter into my head that I had crossed the lines of decency and was committing a homosexual act. I was just enjoying humiliating this old, fat bellied, gray haired ugly bastard who had been fucking my wife, the woman who had grown so cold to me, but did freaky things to him. I pulled out of Jeb and grabbed Teresa, who was next to us. I licked Teresa's tits and finger fucked her. Her smell dominated the room. Her pussy was so wet, so slick it was like running my hands into a warm oil bucket she was so hot. She responded by moving, rotating her hips to meet the finger I had in her slot. Her pussy lips were no longer thin and pale, they had flared and grown fat and long. They were deep red in color. My nut had subsided. I grabbed the small red plastic dildo from Jeb's table and told Teresa to lie back. I eased it into her asshole which was still well lubed. Once I had it nearly all the way in, I cut it on and watched as she wiggled, listening to it buzz lightly in her pretty little back door. Now I grabbed another one, a black rubber dildo of about 8 inches. I put that one in her pussy and cut it on. Teresa just laid there, rocking her hips, cooing all the while. I looked at Jeb and figured he needed more degradation. I got on Jeb's back and re-entered his ass. This time, no easy entry. I broke into that ass like a narc kicking down a dope dealers' door. "Oh, arghh, arghh," Jeb yelled, as Teresa stopped her rocking, listening to her lover wince in pain as he got dicked like he had done my wife. I started fucking Jeb like a rocket. Jeb continued to howl as his many tears had wet the blindfold while the large dick found its way again and again, tapping his prostate gland from inside. I looked at the clock across the room. Damn, it was 10:05. I had been here since 7:30, and had come in the window and started fucking around 8 p.m. I needed to get out of here. Jeb was now crying, saying he couldn't take anymore and that he didn't understand. That's what I wanted to hear. It was the first time I had ever used Viagra. I couldn't command my dick to get soft. I'd been going for about 2 hours and it still was as hard as ever. "Preacher, you're my bitch," I whispered in Jeb's ear as I continued to long stroke dick into his tight asshole. "Roll that ass bitch. Throw that ass back up to me. Throw that ass like it's a pussy on me bitch," I told Jeb, as the buzz of the dildos stuck in Teresa seemed louder and louder as she resumed her rocking, fucking something that wasn't there. She was into it. Jeb was really hurting now. I could see beneath that the fucking had made him cum, and I started to slap him, making him lift his ass to meet my thrusts. We were all sweat covered now and Teresa's moans started to sound like music. I had fucked Jeb more than 20 minutes. I had made my point. He was now a bitch to me. I pulled the dildo from Teresa's soaked wet cunt, removed the brown shit covered condom and wiped my dick with a soapy towel. I put my dick into her now. I rammed in with one strong push. I fucked like an animal now, ramming her and ramming her, all the while she's moaning, 'ahh, ahh, ahh.' I felt the pressure build in my balls and I unloaded in her, pushing cum deep into her womb. I laid there, grinding side to side, sealing her pussy and forcing my sperm into her cervix. We lay there grinding against each other another five minutes. It was now 10:34. I had to get up. Teresa was obviously sore now. She had been fucked for more than three hours and her pussy, asshole and bottom were all red as hell, like a face that had been slapped hard. And her smell was dominant in the room. I went to the washroom and cleaned up, careful to wipe down the counter and to stick the towels I had used into a bag that I put in my pocket. I grabbed foot locker from the closet, the one loaded with videotapes and DVDs. I took the money sack and I went over and took Jeb's Rolex, wedding ring, his cash and the two carat solitaire that the women's auxillary had given him for his 10th anniversary and his necklace. I placed the items on the front porch. I also took the cameras that Jeb has used to secretly record the people who used the restroom. I also took the camcorder that he had used to tape my wife. I had to make it look like a robbery. I walked over to their cars and cut two tires on each of them. I could hear Teresa's cell phone ringing. I looked in and saw her sister had called her seven times. I laid it back down. I grabbed up Jeb and Teresa, removed the gags from their mouths and instructed them that I would release the handcuffs and lock them in a closet, the one at the end of the hall. If they moved before five minutes, I'd shoot them. They both nodded in agreement. I looked at Jeb's hard dick as I picked him up from the floor. I knew once I'd left that he would fuck her again and the thought ran me crazier than I was already. Before removing the cuffs, I took an extension cord, didn't say a word and commenced to whipping Jeb's fat ass. He fell back to the floor, screaming in pain. I continued to whip his ass until the welts that covered most of his body oozed blood. I then took his belt from the size 48 waistband of his pants and started to whip his ass while he cried and screamed. Teresa was frozen. She must have sensed she was next. I pulled back for all I was worth and rapped the hell out of her with the extension cord. The electrical cord hit right across her ass as she yelled "ow.' I told her to lay down again. I was still horny. It was now straight up 11 p.m. I rapped her on the ass several more times until the welts bled and she cried out with each strike. Still hard, I knew I had to leave and get home. I ran my finger into her pussy, then into her ass one last time. I made Jeb standup again and suck my finger clean. I then took out a cigarette lighter and held it beneath Jeb's dick as I lit it. He yelled in pain as the fire hit it, but couldn't move as the .357 Magnum was resting against his left arm. I burned his dick again as he continued to cry and hold the pain in himself. These were severe burns that would require medical treatment, I thought to myself as I saw the big red spots almost pulsing. It was enough to ensure that he wouldn't place it in my wife's pussy again this night. I took them to the hall closet. Jeb was crying like hell. He looked like a runaway slave with all the welts on his back, ass and legs. His dick was now burnt in two places. As I unlocked the handcuffs, I slapped the shit out of both of them again. I slapped Teresa so hard that she fell backwards onto Jeb. He dared not to catch her. He was scared. He was literally fearing for his life. I closed the door, locked it from the outside and hauled ass through the woods. I clicked the alarm and the interior of my vehicle, which I won't describe, lit up. I pulled out the duffle bag, put on fresh blue jeans and a green pull over shirt. I put the soiled clothes into the bag and headed home. PART 2: I get home. It's 11:35, my maid Helen, a slightly built Asian woman of 45, greeted me at the door. She told me my parents, Teresa's parents and Melody, my favorite sister in law, had been calling my phone and Teresa's phone and trying to locate us. Melody had come back home to comfort me after hearing about her sister's betrayal. I gave the maid a $50 tip and told her I had been tied up with preparation for a drug possession trial. She waved goodbye and went home. My boys were asleep in their room. I went to the bedroom, entered the master bathroom and cut on the water. I then went to the vehicle in the garage and removed the clothing I had worn. I quickly whipped them into the washing machine, removed the cameras, the money bag, pistol and the footlocker from the vehicle. I went to the storage house by the swimming pool in the backyard and stashed everything on a top shelf where I usually keep my hunting gear and my handguns. Teresa never ventured into the place. I grabbed a couple of tapes from the footlocker and headed into the house. I rang Teresa's phone a couple times. No answer as I had expected. Melody called about five minutes after I got into the bath tub. She wanted to see me, and I tried to deter her, saying I was so tired I had to crash, but she would not hear it. I told her give me 10 minutes I'd be out of the tub. After I was thoroughly cleansed, it must have been about 12:15 a.m. Melody, who had come from two doors down, was wearing a long pink cotton gown. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, her lovely brown eyes were red. She had been crying. We talked for a while over a couple glasses of cognac. We both tried Teresa again on the cell phones. No luck. She wasn't answering. It was not 1 a.m. sharp and I had started to yawn, unaware that Melody had focused on my still hard, Viagra induced dick that I was trying to hide by wearing a jock strap. I told Melody I was going to bed and Teresa would be there when she and the preacher decided to quit their lovemaking. I told Melody I had gone to the office to prepare for the defense of a guy charged with drug possession and I didn't really care what Teresa did anymore. I was numb to the pain. Melody dropped to her knees and kissed my dick through my pajamas. I couldn't believe it. She rose and we shared a mad, passionate kiss as I stood to meet her. We kissed and felt each other's bodies. Melody dropped her robe to reveal red, high cut panties and no bra. I sucked her pretty breasts and licked them. I then went straight to her hairy cunt and kissed, licked and fingered it right there on the couch with the lights on for what seemed to be 20 minutes. We said nothing as she tried to go down on me, but my passion was too strong for my hard dick not be enter her womb. As she dropped to the floor, I pushed her onto her back and placed the large red, throbbing head of my dick into her pussy. The folds were incredible. The lining of her pussy, which had never birthed a child, was much smoother and hotter than that of Teresa's. I eased into her tight, hot pussy, inching forward ever so slowly to assure I would enjoy and to make sure she was pleased. She moved her hips slowly, with a gyrating pace that I followed. Her first climax was instant. It got a little looser and I practically taste the pussy through the head of my dick. I was all the way in now and she placed her hands on my hips to slow my thrusting. She had her eyes closed, biting her lip and her head laid to the side. I started kissing her, still following her pace, moving slowly in this sweet muff with a full mat of dark brown hair above it. She was in a rhythm, and I was following it. I couldn't bring myself to go against it as bad as I wanted to just all out throw my dick into her. Now she started making sounds as our lips were locked together, 'aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, ahh, aaaaah!' my precious Melody went, starting a hard roll against my pelvis and removing her hands from my hips, onto my back. She had opened her legs wide now and was throwing her pussy with no abandon. I couldn't hold back. I took control now that she had her legs wide open beckoning me to explore all of her. I started slamming into her pussy and she returned the thrusts, rising from the floor to keep my dick from leaving her hot womb. Within minutes I was moaning as I started to cum. She moved her hands back to my ass and rolled her pussy tight onto my manhood. My cum shot in long spurts which she felt, giving the sound of 'ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,' as each blast struck her insides. We continued to grind as she had locked her legs around me, not releasing me, but keeping me rolling and grinding as she drained my dick. She opened her eyes and they were snow white again. And the love that they radiated, I had never seen before. I was in love with my sister in law. After laying for a while longer, the telephone rang. It was Teresa. The lying bitch was with police, who were bringing her home after she flagged them down on the highway near Jeb's house. She was less than a mile from our home when they picked her up. Teresa claimed some black guys had forced her car off the road, carjacked her and slapped her around. This bitch gave some bullshit descriptions of who allegedly had taken her car and the reason she was so bruised up. I thought 'lying fucking cunt!' Melody and I grabbed our clothes. She cleaned up in the hall bathroom while I cleaned up in the master bathroom and sprayed air freshener to kill the scent of sex. We both got dressed and grabbed our cognacs. It was 2:24 a.m. Teresa looked a mess as she walked through the door. Officer Anderson and Sgt. Tanner both talke about how lucky she was to have gotten away from the black carjackers. All the while I'm thinking they were dumb as hell for trusting this cunt and her dumb ass racist lies. Melody and Teresa hugged each other and cried. Teresa reached out to me and I pushed her hand away and sat on the couch watching the two of them. Melody sensed my mood and understood it. After a few minutes of chat, the officers left to look for imaginary suspects who had stolen a car that was at the preacher's place. As Melody grabbed the door knob, I offered to walk her home, two doors away. On the way I said I loved her. She said she loved me, but we'd have to talk about how to deal with it later. Once inside her door, we had one last passionate kiss. I left and went home. Teresa had cleaned up at Jeb's place. I could smell the soap on her stinky, sweaty ass. I surmised that she must have gotten paranoid and walked home, then when she was almost here, the bitch called police with that cooked up story. I was not compassionate. I tested her, asking if we could fuck. She started with the excuses and when I tried to touch her cunt, she jumped back saying no, she was on her period. I told her she was lying and I was going to see. As I wrestled her to the couch, Teresa started screaming, not wanting me to see the bruises and welts on her body. My 9-year-old, Dennis came downstairs and asked what was wrong with mommy. Sickened at this bitch's lying, I went to my bedroom. I was spent from all the fucking. And I was hypnotized by what had happened with Melody. I called it a night and soon laid down. I dozed off heavily for about three hours. But something in me could not rest as I wanted or moreso, needed to let Theresa know that I knew she was lying. I went to her bedroom. The door was locked. I went to the storage room and got a small nail with which to pop the lock open. There Teresa was, laid out, or more rightly knocked out from the events of the previous night. It was approaching 6 a.m., the faint hint of the sun shown through her window. I eased the covers from her body. Damn!, she looked a mess. She was purple over most of her body. She had not told the police about this. She had told them that the black guys slapped her, to make for the bruises on her cheek and the black eye. Here I am looking her over and she was so worn out, she never noticed my presence. I was pulling down the sweat pants she slept in as she started to wake. I paused, she turned over, smiling to herself, thinking of her wicked pleasures and she continued sleeping. I was still raging inside and knew I had to get something on her, to cover myself because she had not changed. Only gotten slicker with the help of old Preacher. I eased her telephone out of her purse, closed the door and left the house. I went to see Antonio, a guy who I had once helped out in a case where a cellular company accused him of cloning telephones by swiping numbers and stealing minutes from their clients. I manually let up the garage to avoid any noise. I cranked up the Camry, it was less noisy than my SUV, and went to little Italy. Antonio was up, drinking coffee and hard at work completing an order of cloned telephones for delivery to some people early today, Saturday. I asked the favor, and he cloned a telephone that would allow me to listen to everything Teresa said when she used her telephone. It would also display text messages. It wouldn't let me call out, so that I maintained the stealth, Antonio explained. He gave me another 'throw away,' that I could use for 60 hours then toss without fear of being traced. I offered him $50, but he refused, saying he'd do me favors anytime I asked. As I headed back to the house, a text message came across. It was Jeb with that lovey-dovey crap. I grew more enraged. Jeb's text said that he had seen on the news at 6 a.m., a report of three black carjackers taking a vehicle from a white female and striking her in the face, stealing her money late on Friday. He complimented her, said he loved her, and would have her vehicle repaired and drive it to the corner of Manley and April Spring shortly after the tire repair crew had fixed it. They were scheduled to arrive there at 10 a.m. Then he'd act like a passerby and report seeing the car described in the news. I couldn't stand it as the last thing in his message said, 'My love, I am so sorry for what happened last night. We will find out who did that to us. And we will have our revenge. You know it's been five years. And if you are, I am ready to move forward with paying for your divorce. It doesn't make sense that we keep hiding our love. I love you and I look forward to seeing you tonight, for dinner. After our meals, you already know what my dessert will be. I can only eat you, as after you left and the taxi took me to the emergency room, the doctor said it would be some time, possibly two to three months before the burns on your sweet dick are healed enough to allow intercourse. See you soon lover – Jeb.' I wasn't going to take it anymore. I had confirmed what others had told me, that she really wanted to divorce me. I was more furious than ever. I kicked the Camry, pushing from 40 mph to about 70, hitting the interstate loop to reach home in about five minutes. As I pulled back into the driveway, I wanted to call 911 on the throw away clone and tell it, but I didn't. I went inside, placed Teresa's telephone back in her purse as she slept. I went to the storage house and started inspecting the haul I had taken from Jeb's place. There was $17,800 in the whiskey bag. It was all $100 bills, not that I needed money because I was well to do, earning at least $200,000 a year, not including bonuses. I put it back. Then I pulled from the back of the top shelf the foot locker. It was heavy, loaded with videotapes that only contained dates and initials. There was a good bit of DVDs too. And what else would I find, the old preacher had a couple ounces of marijuana, three bong pipes and a package of rolling papers. The son of a bitch. He was still getting high. I took a few of the tapes and DVDs, headed to the patio and inserted one into the player and cut the television on. I was totally floored when I saw the images! The tape was marked "4-10-01, JHF." The first part of the footage had been shot while Jill Fratelli was using Jeb's restroom. The camera was rolling from its hidden location before she walked in. Jill, about 30-years-old, was wearing a semi-formal outfit, a loose fitting lime green dress that cut off at her knees. She stood before the toilet, pulled up the dress which she held with her left hand, grabbed her dark green panties by the side and pulled them down and sat and peed. Jeb had the camera positioned to capture every angle, bouncing off the four mirrors and catching the upskirt angle of the crotch. My goodness, Jill had a lovely pussy. No hair at all. Just a long pink lipped pussy that looked edible. The next few minutes showed nothing after she flushed and rearranged her clothes. I fast forwarded. There was Jenna Cooper, from the church, wearing a short black skirt, and white top. She pulled up her skirt, pulled down the panty hose that showed her long, black landing strip on her pussy. She didn't trust the toilet's cleanliness and grabbed a handful of tissue to which she soaped up, wiped the lid then sat and pissed. I played the tape to the end and counted 43 women undressing and pissing in that bathroom. Jeb had filmed this at our annual picnic, usually held at his country getaway, the one where we guys used to spend the night when we hunted whitetail deer on his place, and where I had caught him and my wife. What I saw on the next tape made me know I had to put a stop to it. Jeb had placed hidden cameras in the sanctuary of the church, in the women's restrooms at church and in the nursery of the church. This tape was a compilation of shots that caught upskirt shots of women as they sat and crossed their legs in the pews, as they either used the restroom, or as they straightened their clothes. As I scanned forward, seeing all kind of panty shots and shots between women's legs that revealed panty hose only covering their pussies, I was plenty hard. I needed to fuck. Then I saw something that so disturbed me, I felt rage enough to really hurt Jeb. There at the end of the tape, Jeb had left on images of some really young girls. These girls, all of whom I knew from church, were from 10 to 17 years old. As I looked at these little kids, caught secretly peeing, changing tampons or doing Number 2s, were innocent. I was so angry I really wanted to hurt Jeb now, I thought as I watched this sick shit. There was little Allison Myers, a 15-year-old blond cheerleader, who was standing before the mirror in the girl's room, masturbating, running her finger across her clit and in and out of herself. As I saw this, I thought of her as my child. I got closer to the decision of turning this shit over to the cops. I walked in, it was close to 10 a.m., fixed breakfast and awakened the boys. As I cooked the eggs, the clone phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Teresa who was text messaging Jeb now. 'Jeb, I love you too. I honestly do. And I feel like you, that we should come clean with everything and go ahead and get married. I felt so bad when the burglar did those horrible things to you, never mind me. But I love you and want to have your baby. After I get the call from police about the car when you report it, I will tell my husband that I must go shopping. I will come to you baby, about 1 p.m. – kisses and love – T' I was in shock that she was in my house, in the backroom texting this guy and wouldn't let me touch her. I continued to play dumb, like I knew nothing. The boys sat on the floor, eating their apple-cinnamon oatmeal and bacon, and I walked back to talk with Teresa. I asked Teresa to please, please, let's get back to how we used to be, a loving, happy family. I pleaded with her until I cried for the next hour. She rejected everything, then blurted out that she would soon seek a divorce and there was nothing I could do to stop it. 'Fuck you Joe, fuck your children, fuck your parents, fuck my parents. I don't love you, can't you see?' she said as she broke down in tears. I knew her well enough to know I was making a plea that would go nowhere. Melody rang the doorbell. The boys let her in. As I walked toward the hallway, Melody gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. I told her the news about Teresa's decision. She intervened. They stayed back there talking for an hour. Then they both emerged to the den, Melody with her head in her hands crying, and Teresa, wearing that baggy ass gray sweat suit to cover the bruised body, walked straight through, went to the laundry room, got towels and some clothes and went to bathe. The boys, who had put up with Teresa's craziness, were now growing cold towards her. They heard what she had said. As Melody and I chatted, she told me not to worry much about Teresa, that if a divorce were forthcoming, she and her parents would ensure I got full custody of my sons. They had been so supportive of me during the last five years. It was now about 11:45 a.m. Almost on cue, the telephone rang. I answered. It was the police saying they had recovered Teresa's Jaguar and would release it on Monday after processing it for prints. Teresa picked up and tried to plead with them to turn it over to her. No luck. They were going to catch the alleged black carjackers and make an example of them. Teresa would have to use the Camry to do her misdeeds today. Melody was insisting that she and I go to Shadow Lake and play 18 holes of golf to relax my mind. I told her I couldn't today because I had things to do. Melody made me promise we would have dinner that evening, heading out at 6 p.m. to have cocktails and possibly catch a jazz set. I agreed. She corralled the boys, got their things and was taking them to my parents' house. I once again begged Teresa to do right by me. She again cussed me as she was walking out the door wearing loose fitting black silk pants and a long sleeved black cotton blouse. I asked where she was headed, she told me 'anywhere to get the fuck away from you!' As she backed out the garage, I noticed it was 12:30 p.m. straight. She was headed to Jeb's place again. As she sat in the driveway, Teresa messaged Jeb again. 'Honey, I'm on the way. Stopping to get wine and steaks so we won't have to leave each other until late. Love you! Your wife T' Damn, I felt the rage building in me. About that time Melody stopped by as she was heading out with the boys. Melody walked up, gave me a kiss and made me promise that I would be ready at 6. I told her I would. We kissed and clutched one another. That sexy white tennis outfit was awesome. I couldn't take anymore and dropped to my knees and pulled her pants down and started to eat her blond pussy. I licked and sucked for three or four minutes as she pushed my head onto it, spasming as she cummed the salty fluid into my mouth. I turned her around, leaned her across the kitchen counter and eased into her hot, wet pussy. We moved slowly for a few minutes, then she really started throwing it to me moaning, 'cum in me, cum in me baby.' With that, I shot my load into her and we moved together a little longer. She washed up in the bathroom and I did. They left and I went to the storage room out back to get my creeping gear. I dressed in the black military attire, this time taking a smaller pistol, a .380 caliber. This time too, since it was daylight, I attached a small pillow to my stomach to greatly alter my appearance. I grabbed a camcorder and two blank tapes and got into the SUV and left. Enroute, I saw the Camry at the local butcher shop. I glanced Teresa inside, flirting with the butcher. I made my way to the woods behind Jeb's country get away. I could see Jeb taking bags into the house, as I watched from the tree line. He then went out back and placed charcoal on the grill and lit it. He got into his car and drove the 100 yards down to the mailbox out front, getting out walking across the road to speak with someone in a dark green car. I ran across the lot and entered through the back door. This bastard had bought a new camcorder already. It was set up in the same spot where the one I had taken from the front room, near the couch was. The sex toys were all lined up on the table. The only thing different was the new doors in front and out back. He had hustled that morning and gotten two new metal clad doors installed. I looked in the bathroom cabinet, yep, the handcuffs, gags and eye covers were put back into their place. I grabbed four pairs of handcuffs, the blinders and a roll of duct tape. I looked out the window and now could see Teresa and Jeb coming up the driveway. I got into the large hall closet and put on the ski mask. They walked in arm in arm, kissing as Jeb groped her butt. He poured a drink of bourbon as she went to the kitchen to open the wine. They kissed and drank and talked. Teresa was telling about how terrified she had been the night before and how she broke the news to me that she wanted a divorce. Jeb told her they would keep things secret until right after the divorce then announce to the church that they would be married. They went on about how the "robbery and assault" had occurred and wondered how they could have been so vulnerable and wondered who the robber was. Jeb, in his traditional racist fashion blurted, 'It had to be some crack head nigger or Hispanic bastard. But I've got news for him,' Jeb said pulling out a pistol from beneath the couch. It was a cute little .38 caliber he had brought from home. Jeb said he had already put the word out among pawnshops and street thugs he knew to be on the lookout for the person who pawns those cameras. He had offered $3,000 reward for the return of the stuff and figured someone would find out within a day or so. 'But the tapes, honey, what about the tapes that have us doing things on them?' Teresa asked. 'Don't worry. The people I have looking will get them back by Monday for sure,' Jeb assured Teresa. 'Well, OK,' she said. Teresa pulled off her clothes and sat on the couch, kissing as Jeb fingered her. After a few drinks of wine, Teresa, wearing only white satin panties with frills on top, walked outside and placed the steaks on the grill. Jeb undressed, his dick looking a purple mess with the burns on it. She came back and they made out a little more. Then she went back to get the steaks from the grill and placed them on the dinner table, next to the salad. Jeb took up the camcorder and Teresa knew what to do, dancing and swaying, shaking her tits and then doing a little strip tease as she wiggled out of her panties and started fingering herself. The welts on her body were distracting, but she looked good in the dance and masturbation thing she was doing. 'Baby, I've got to have it now,' Jeb said. 'What about the burns, honey?' Teresa asked. 'I've had worse baby,' Jeb said as he continued to roll footage. Teresa went to the bathroom, put KY Jelly on her middle finger and bent over, running it into her brown puckered asshole. Jeb kept the camera running. She then inserted the douche, squeezed it into her bowels and sat, released a stream of brown liquid. She repeated the process two more times and now was releasing clear water. She brought the lubricant out to the couch and gave it to Jeb, who had set the camera onto a tripod. She got into the same position as she had earlier, right there in front of the couch on the air mattress, which today had fresh white linens on it. Kneeling on her knees and elbows, Teresa had her ass sticking in the air. Jeb went straight to the dookie hole, eating her asshole out as she moaned, 'ahh, ahhh, baby. Oooh baby. Aaah, aah, baby. Oooh eee, baby.' I couldn't take it. I would run this show today. I eased out of the closet and figured since we were at least 100 yards away from the rural roads that led to the place, and sitting almost in the middle of the 400- acres of land, I would take charge forcefully. I had to. There on the table, Jeb had his pistol. I didn't want anyone getting hurt, so I eased toward them as Teresa had her head on the mattress and Jeb had his face in her ass eating her, I fired a shot into the wall. They both jumped straight up in shock. I rushed to grab Jeb's pistol and waved it in his face asking, 'You want to shoot me huh?' They didn't know what to say or what to do. They looked at each other puzzled as Teresa attempted to cover her breasts and crotch with her hands. 'Hey man, what do you want? Please, what you want man? I've got money, lots of money. Please take the money and leave us alone, please?' Jeb begged. 'OK,' I said. 'Show me the money and I won't fuck your wife today,' I said. Jeb asked me to allow him to go into the back room and get the money from its hiding place. 'You think I'm a damn fool, old man? Let you leave so you can get a gun and shoot me?' I asked. Jeb swore he had no other weapon, but didn't want me to see where he had hidden the money. I cussed him, told him he 'assume the position,' as I dangled the handcuffs from my finger. 'But you said you wouldn't hurt us if I gave you the money!' Jeb blurted out. 'I don't have the money yet, mother fucker!' I yelled back. With that, I handcuffed Jeb. I motioned to Teresa to come to me. She walked in stagger steps, trying to keep her titties from flopping and still covering her bush. I yanked her arms behind her and cuffed her as she whimpered, 'please don't hurt us again.' I chuckled and said 'I didn't think I hurt you yesterday. I thought I had pleasured you.' To ensure Teresa tried nothing while I took Jeb to get the money, I placed handcuffs on her ankles. She was immobilized. As we step to the rear bedroom, Jeb starts asking how did I get in, who was I and why had I come back. 'I don't understand. I had new doors installed this morning. I don't know who you are. I can help you if you would tell me who you are and why you're doing this, please. I'm a preacher. I'm a man of God and I can help save your evil soul if you'd let me,' Jeb went on. I quickly shot back, 'did you save the souls of those women on the tapes whose pussies you filmed in the bathroom and even in the church restrooms? If you've got a soul, then tell me why you filmed those women unknowingly? Does your church know about it?' Jeb dropped his head and sighed. 'Now on with the money preacher, I told him. 'Give me the money and I'll keep my word to leave you alone.' Jeb looked like he would shed tears now. He told me to move the bed. Beneath the bed was a section of wood flooring that lifted right out. There were three metal boxes two feet by two feet, pretty large for cash stashes. I pulled them out and Jeb said the keys were in the front room. No need for that I thought. I pulled a knife from my pocket and pried open the top of the first one. I was absolutely floored! There were neatly stacked rows of $100 bills with bands on them saying '$10,000.' 'How much is here old man?' I asked. Jeb sighed, '$200,000 in each one.' 'Please, don't take it all. That's all the money I've got to live on. I need it to pay for this place, to pay my bills and for my retirement,' Jeb said. 'OK. I'll only take half,' I told him as I piled all the boxes on the bed and led Jeb back to the front room. Teresa lay there on the mattress nervous as hell, with a look in her eyes that wondered whether she would be assaulted or if I'd honor my word. Jeb saw how I looked at Teresa and quickly said, 'you promised you wouldn't hurt us again if you got the money. Now you've got the money, please leave us alone…..please.' 'Preacher, you who steals from your church collection plates, you who secretly filmed women and little girls pissing, you who have hidden cameras behind the pews in your church to catch panty shots, you expect a thief to honor his word?' I asked, giving him and Teresa the motive of thievery for my return visit. Teresa said nothing. Her eyes were wide open with fear. She still thought about the gunshot I had fired. I removed the cuffs from her ankle and told her to assume the position I had found her in. I placed cuffs on Jeb's ankles now and cuffed him to the leg of the dinner table where the steaks who aroma filled the room, were getting cold. I placed a gag on Jeb's mouth and blinders on both of them. The camera had never stopped running. I pulled off my pants this time and ate out Teresa's pussy while she was on her knees. I did it really slow and gently, awakening the nerves. Then I started to lick her asshole. It tasted good and she was really squirming now. I returned to eating her pussy and she started moaning softly. I got up, went to the bathroom and grabbed a 25 milligram Viagra and swallowed it, taking a swig of Jeb's bourbon to down it with. Teresa was all creamy now and my dick was hard as steel. I kneeled behind her and eased into her. She was working that thing in a circular motion and back and forth. I was all way in now, and knowing her shoulder was hurting from the way she was bent over, resting her weight on it, I released her hands from the cuffs so she could prop on her elbows. She grabbed her left breast and started massaging it as I slowly fucked her deep from the rear. Now she was really moaning and she speeded her pace, almost purring as she orgasmed. Then she started to talk nasty. 'Fuck me, fuck me baby. Ooh get this pussy baby. It's all yours baby. It's yours baby,' Teresa cooed. As I get closer to cumming, I decide to pull out. I once again go down on her, this time flipping her over onto her back. She's resting now with her legs around my head, her hands pushing my ski mask covered head up and down to her pleasure. She starts to coo again and says 'aah, aah, that's it baby. That's it baby!' releasing more fluid. I never knew Teresa was a gusher until this moment. She released so much ejaculate until it ran like pee it was so plentiful. It was a viscous, slippery fluid. I grabbed her hands and told her not to touch me again. She agreed. I now rolled her onto the side and started to intensely lick her asshole. She was going nuts, squeezing her tits, twisting her ass and making all sorts of noise. She was cumming again. I took the KY and inserted the applicator slowly into the dark circle, squeezing it amply into the hole until it started to leak out. As I placed the head to her crack, Teresa begged, 'be gentle please? I'm sore from yesterday. OK?' I agreed. I eased in little by little as Teresa rocked back and forth getting it in just right. She started to rub her pussy and told me 'suck my titties, please.' I was now almost all the way in. She speeded up the pace. I was now fucking this tight hole for what I was worth. She was working it, rocking back and forth, telling me how to do. Teresa grabbed my hand from her tits and placed it on her pussy, only saying, 'fast,' as she rubbed my hand back and forth on her pussy. I followed her lead and she moaned loudly, rocking her ass back to me, tightening the asshole to the point where I was cumming. 'Oooh baby, fuck me, Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me baby,' she now yelled, as Jeb, who was gagged, tried to utter something, his little dick sticking up in his shorts. I lengthened the strokes, speeding up, going all the way in and out of her asshole, as I cummed I grunted, 'uuugh, uuugh, uugh,' releasing a hard shooting seed into her bowels as she now spasmed, her hand, holding my hand rubbing fast and hard on her pussy as she came again. I laid there behind her, my dick still hard and embedded in her asshole. She continued to wiggle it, draining everything she could from my dick. Teresa turned her head sideways asking me softly, 'who are you/' I replied, 'a fantasy.' 'I love you. Remove your mask and tell me,' Teresa said. I paused, thinking it was a ploy to catch me off guard, then I said 'no.' I got up, grabbed her by the hand and walked over to the table where Jeb was. My cum was leaking from her ass, down her legs. I removed the gag from Jeb's mouth and told him to lick. He started licking her ass licking my cum from it. She loosened her muscles and huge gobs of brownish colored, shit colored cum ran from it. Jeb acted as if he didn't want to do it. I slapped the hell out of him and told him to lick and swallow. She started to giggle as he did it, cleaning it well. Then she slipped in a fart, right into his face and grinned as she said, 'oh, excuse me. I guess some air got trapped.' Jeb was in defeat. He looked miserable in a way, his manhood twice tested and whipped by someone who had twice slipped up on him. This guy was really humiliated and I could tell. Now Teresa was rubbing it in, ready to drop him for some masked long cocked guy. We walked to the bathroom with me warning her not to try anything funny. She said she wouldn't. This woman was totally at ease with me, the guy who had dominated her sexually from behind a mask. Why wasn't she this way at home. I took a soapy towel and washed her up. I did the same with my still hard member. Without asking a word, Teresa dropped to her knees there in the bathroom and started taking me down her throat. She had one hand working me and the other rubbing her cunt. She was really hot now. And I couldn't stand her rubbing that sweet thing any longer. I laid her on the floor, held her hands together on her stomach and started to eat her again. She giggled, she squealed and cummed again. I pulled her up and we went to the back bedroom where the money was hidden, and I laid her on the bed. This pussy was mine now. I entered her slowly, pacing it in and out, back and forth, keeping her arousal at a peak. We fucked and fucked for about 30 minutes, with her cumming twice more. As I started to cum I jumped up, pulling out of her and putting my dick into her mouth. She jumped up, pushed me to the mattress and went to work throating that large rod, swallowing every drop and then licking it. She laid back and giggled again. I told her I had to handcuff her again. She asked if I was leaving. I said yes. She recited her telephone number and asked me to call her. I was shocked. Secretly I was outraged that she would ask a rapist such. I then took a roll of 25 $100 bills and eased them into her pussy and told her it was well worth it. She giggled again, saying she could feel the money slipping out. Not to worry, I took her back into the front room, put her panties onto her so the money wouldn't fall out and started duct taping her hands together in the front so she could work free in a few minutes after I left. I took the tape from the camcorder, and like on the first visit, stole the camcorder and money from Jeb's pockets. I also took the pistol and the money boxes. I told Teresa where the key to the handcuffs was. She looked toward my voice and whispered, 'can I have a kiss?' It would be awkward kissing her through this ski mask, but I slid tongue into her mouth and she sucked, rubbing her body onto mine. I placed her into the closet and told her if she kept working her hands the duct tape would loosen in about 10 minutes. I walked into the front room slapped Jeb some more. I then repeated the ass whipping I had given him yesterday. He was nude except for his underwear. I whipped his ass until the welts bled. I was beating the hell out of him when he spat out the gag begging, 'please stop. Please stop. Please don't hurt me!' I was pissed already as this old bastard lay sprawled on the floor, kicking and crying like a baby, his arms extended toward the table leg where the cuffs held him snug. I was still hard and I had to piss. I told him to sit in the chair again. He did it. Now I told him to open his mouth. I pissed hard into his mouth then paused the piss. 'Swallow it bitch,' I commanded. Jeb swallowed the hot piss as I stared at the dried up, shit-stained cum that had run down his chin, landing on his stomach. I then stuck my dick into his mouth and started pissing hard making him gag as he tried to swallow every drop. After making him suck me for a few minutes, I turned him over and applied the KY Jelly into his asshole. He was really begging now for me to stop. I placed on a condom and entered slow bur really hard. I was fucking Jeb like a bitch again. He was making little 'aww, aww, oooh,' sounds throughout. He was tight and it was hurting him. I picked up the pace, trying to rush a cum, after fucking him 10 minutes or so, bumping his head into that huge oak table leg, I was ready. I got up, grabbed his head while I sat in the chair and shot into his throat. I made him suck it bone dry. I knew I hadn't hurt his dick enough the first time. Now I was content that he wouldn't fuck Teresa for another month. I grabbed a hold of it and placed the lighter on the bottom, he yelled in pain, falling to the floor. I wasn't through yet. I repeated it while he cried. Then I grabbed it, held the head of it tightly in my hands and put the lighter to it. He almost fainted as he tried to get away while the lighter burnt the cherry red tip of his dick. He yelled, convulsed and started kicking like he was passing out. With that, I left and ran across the opening to the woods, getting into my SUV heading back to the city. I got home, put up my things and stuck in another tape from the foot locker as I counted the money. This one also had women from the church in various stages of undress. Jeb had hidden this camera in women's locker room. He got some hellified shots of some lovely women in the nude. Then it changed, there's Jeb's face getting the camera into focus in his office. Yea, there goes my wife Teresa, as he puts the moves on her. She started giving him oral. Now he's banging her from the back. I fast forward to a week later. I can't believe my eyes when I see who's next. It's little Marie Jones, the 14-year-old kid whose mother had problems with her. Marie had run away a couple times and police picked her up and brought her home. She didn't have a father in the house and her mother, Katie, worked for my law firm as a paralegal. They were talking on the tape when all of a sudden, Jeb gets up and goes to stand in front of her. He reached into his pocket and started laying out $20 bills. There were 15 bills laid out. Marie smiled as she grabbed them. She started giving Jeb head. Now Jeb has this little child laid on his desk and he's eating her out. Next he put on a condom and had sex with her. I didn't know how, but I had to get this to the police. It was 4:30 p.m. and Melody called. I told her I'd get ready right away. I had finished the count. $486,000 cash I had took from Jeb. There was an extensive ledger, documenting each deposit and where it came from. I was sure some had come from the church, but would check that later. Within the hour, I picked up Melody. With the boys at my parent's house, she and I took the two hour trip to the resort area. We immediately got a couple of hotel rooms, put our things away and went out for a nice meal. Then we went to hear live jazz, grab a few drinks and headed over to the horse racing track. I had brought along about $5,000 of Jeb's money. I placed some high stakes bets and won $65,000 catching the superfecta on a seven way boxed bet. I would not have won that money if it wasn't for Jeb's money. No way in the world would I have sunk $1,500 of my own into a single ticket. I had the money wired to my bank account and we left, headed back to the hotel, as Melody snuggled under me, kissing me and rubbing my head and back. We got back to the room and it was sex, sex, and more sex. Anyway, all the way. I came three times that night, and she said she felt as if I had gotten her pregnant I was in so deep. The next day we learned Jeb was hospitalized from an alleged attack by as usual, 'some black guys,' who robbed him – the lie they always used. Over the next month, I learned that Melody was pregnant with my child. Teresa had resorted to her coldhearted ways and actually moved in with Jeb when she filed for divorce. I was drinking whiskey and was really pissed when Teresa out of the blue, comes by after being gone for more than a month, and walks into the house saying she wanted to take some precious coins my grandfather had given me. That was not going to happen. Teresa would not leave. Melody wasn't home to calm her down, so I got really physical, grabbing her slinging her across the floor and cussing her. Teresa got very quiet and sort of submissive acting, saying 'that's OK. You can keep them. I'll just leave.' 'Leave hell, I told her. I'm fucking you bitch!' Teresa stood bewildered. I told her to remove her clothing. She stared at me, refusing until I had slapped her. Then she started slowly to remove them. The welts were gone. As I suckled her breasts and found her wet cunt with my finger, Jeb called her on the phone. She didn't answer it. I took the phone and asked, 'what the fuck do you want? Call back. I'm fucking my wife preacher!' then slammed down the telephone. He called right back and I took the telephone off the hook. Teresa, still figuring me out, not used to seeing me act so defiant of her command, settled back and let me have my way. As I sucked her breasts, Teresa started to moan, pushing them to my mouth as my finger played in her wetness. I was rubbing lightly, barely inserted into her pussy and she started cooing as I fingered her. I was hard as a rock now and told her, 'suck my dick now bitch!' She wasted no time, as I backed off the tits, in pulling loose my belt, unzipping my pants and sucking me like her life depended on it. I flipped her around and laid beneath her. We were now in a 69 and I was trying to find her throat with every thrust of my manhood into her mouth. She would gag some, then giggle. As I licked her wet, slightly salty cunt she wiggled and moaned, pushing that auburn bush right down onto my mouth. She was in ecstacy. Now I moved up, licking the crack of her asshole and she shuddered, pausing as if not sure what was happening. I continued, then eased a finger into her asshole, the tight little puckered thing. 'Aaaw shit baby! Aww damn baby. Fuck me anywhere you want baby, but please fuuuuck me,' Teresa begged now. I went to the task, rising up to mount her missionary style. I went straight into her pussy, pushing all the way into her warmth as she cooed, moaned and locked lips with me, savoring the taste of her pussy – my gift from between her legs. We fucked long and hard. After about thirty minutes and her three orgasms, I came, expelling my load into her cervix. Teresa shuttered, gasping for air as her face went flush. I remained in her, making side to side movements as my dick was still hard. She licked my face, kissed me and started confessing her love. About that time, Teresa's cell phone started buzzing with a text message and the doorbell started to ring. She cut off the telephone and I looked out the window. The old bastard was standing there looking crazy. We ignored it. After a few minutes, I could hear my neighbor, Andy, telling Jeb if we didn't answer we weren't home and that he should leave. Jeb was intimidated by Andy, who stands about 6'3'' and weighs 355. He's a former pro football player. As Jeb left, we continued to go at it in all positions. After an hour or so, I broke Teresa down and fucked her ass. She was elated at the pleasure. After what seemed half a day of lovemaking, we sat up and talked about our lives. Teresa wanted to come back home. I told her she could if she were willing to share me with her sister Melody. She agreed we would do it. Fast forward two years – Melody had my baby girl, Sarah, three months ago. A month later, Teresa had my other girl, Aja. We have since moved from the city we had lived in, some 450 miles away to a new town, a new life. We live with our children under the same roof. Melody and I have opened our own law firm and are doing rather well. Melody dates a guy, who was my choice for her. He works with us, but is really a cover for our relationship so the kids can grow up normally. His name appears on the birth certificate, but he knows the game. He gets a little every now and then using a condom. He can take her to social events sometimes. But at night, and 95 percent of the times, she's mine, as is my wife. And we're each other's. During the holidays when we visit family, we usually send the kids down a few days in advance so we can bundle up in that wicked threesome for days at a time. We kept Jeb's money and I came clean with my wife and my woman, her sister, about the beating and robbery of Jeb and Teresa, as it was the only way I could save Teresa. I sent copies of the secretly recorded tapes Jeb had to police and he was arrested and has been sentenced to 20 years in prison for possession of child pornography, for enticing a child into illicit sex, and about 40 other charges stemming from the tapes he took. The church fired him and successfully sued to take his land, which sold at auction for $1.7 million – much more than he had stolen. And seeing how I was the lawyer who brought it all to light, I was the one who represented the church, getting 10 percent of that $1.7million, which I donated back, seeing how I had already taken my vengeance on Jeb. And to boot, Melody and I represented the bulk of women who had been secretly recorded, netting about $6 million from Jeb's private insurance carrier, of which we did keep 40 percent as is the law. And there were 29 tapes in the bundle, which like Teresa, women had voluntarily consented to without their husband's knowledge. Well, I kept those and let each woman know what I had and how to get them erased, or so they think. I've fucked them all to keep me quiet about it. And they're at my disposal at any time. So I make frequent trips back home to visit. And by the way, among those women whom Jeb had boned on tape was no other than my mother in law Barbara, a 55- year-old sexy doll who since then has given it to me at least twice a month with me flying home or her staying with us a few days every other week under the pretense of visiting grandchildren. My two aunts, Madeline and Pauline were also among them. At 44 and 45, we've fucked like rabbits whenever we could. And Madeline has moved near us. You see, she also had my baby. And as I write this, Melody is again pregnant. She's three months right now, with a little boy. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 36