Tracy was relieved to find that she barely had to talk with, her husband that evening. He came home late from the dinner he had attended with Ann Vincent. Tracy had already been in bed. They had merely grunted at each other. She had fallen asleep by the time he crawled into the bed. He didn't bother her.
She awoke the next morning to the sounds of him fumbling around in the kitchen, making his breakfast. She stayed in bed purposely, so that she wouldn't have to talk with him.
She didn't feel hate for him any more, not after what she had done with Rich. Although she supposed she would have to let Rich fuck her many more times before she was even with Jim. God only knew how many times he had screwed Ann before yesterday.
But thinking about it in terms of how many times either he or she fucked someone else didn't really interest her. What disturbed her most was how dramatically things had changed between them, all in the space of a single day.
Her life had been so simple and happy before in comparison to what it was now. Now it seemed hopelessly complicated and ugly to her. She couldn't help feeling a guilty twinge of hot pleasure when she recalled fucking with Rich yesterday. But she wondered if she shouldn't just call a halt to the whole thing right now, in the very beginning. Before it all got out of hand.
She was still in bed when the phone rang. It was Rich.
"I couldn't keep my mind off you after yesterday," Rich said, sounding bright and eager.
"Oh, Rich, I…" Tracy stammered, not knowing quite what to do.
Now that she actually heard his voice, the reality of what they had done yesterday came back to her, and she felt a sense of revulsion at her wickedness. Don't feel that way, she told herself. Jim did it to you first, fucking around with that slut boss of his! You don't have to feel guilty for letting Rich fuck you. Just remember how good it felt.
"Tracy, are you there?" Rich's voice was insistent. "Come on, speak up."
"I… I'm here," she said meekly. "You know, Rich, I was thinking. What we did yesterday…"
"It was great, wasn't it I haven't been able to get my mind off you."
"Yes. It was great," Tracy whispered.
She couldn't deny that, could she? She remembered having his big pulsing cock in her mouth. She remembered it erupting, sluicing her mouth with warm cum. Even that had been great. She remembered him sucking her tits while she bounced up and down on his tall prick. That had been more than great.
"Why don't I come over right now?" Rich asked. "He's left for work, hasn't he? We can have a long time together."
"I… I don't think so," Tracy murmured.
Why don't you have to go to work? she thought. Do you make it a habit to stay home and fuck other people's wives while they're off earning a living?
"What? You mean you don't think he's left for work yet?"
"No," she said softly. "I mean I don't think we should see each other any more."
"What!" Rich barked angrily. "Why not?"
"I don't know. It just makes me feel…"
She wanted to say cheap, but somehow she knew it would probably make him blow up. And it wasn't really fair, anyway. She knew he had desired her for many years, even before she had met Jim.
"It just makes me feel bad somehow," she said. "Like I'm not being fair to him."
Rich laughed. "Is he being fair to you?"
"I suppose not. But it must be harder on him. Working next to her all the time, you know."
God! Now I'm making excuses for him! she thought. It made her cunt want to accept Rich's offer. The idea flashed through her mind of inviting him to come over and fuck her brains out all day long. Anything to put Jim's affair with Ann Vincent out of her mind.
But at the same time she realized that she couldn't go to bed with Rich in the same bed where she had experienced so many sweet moments with Jim. Regardless of their present troubles, they had shared many beautiful moments in this bed. It would be almost a sacrilege to let anyone else fuck her in it.
"I want you, Tracy," Rich murmured insistently over the phone. "I want you. I want to kiss your body again. And lick your fantastic nipples, and suck your little clit. I want to make love to you the way you deserve."
His words made her body tremble. She wanted to feel him doing everything he was promising. And he knew she was close to yielding. He kept whispering sexy possibilities to her.
"Can I… come over there to your place instead of you coming over here?" she asked meekly.
"Of course!" he said eagerly. "Come right over. I'll be waiting."
When she got there she was surprised and slightly alarmed to find not one man but two waiting for her. Rich opened, the door to his apartment, ushered her in, and introduced her right off.
"Tracy, this is Cliff," grinning as if she should be pleased at this disturbing development.
"Hi," she said, shaking his hand demurely. She tried to ignore the way he was looking at her. The way they both were looking at her, in fact. They didn't even seem to care about concealing their obvious lust.
Tracy couldn't help noticing how handsome this Cliff was either. She dearly hoped that he was going to quickly excuse himself and leave. But while he was there, she didn't mind smiling flirtatiously at him. He was tanned and lean, with a rich shock of blond hair and a muscular body.
On another occasion she wouldn't mind getting it on with him instead of Rich. She even caught her eyes drifting down to his crotch now and then, as if she could guess the size of his tool. God, what kind of a girl am I becoming! she thought, embarrassed. I was never this way before this awful experience!
"Row's about a drink?" Rich offered.
"Fine," she said, sitting down on the empty sofa.
Rich disappeared into the kitchen, presumably in search of the liquor. She looked over at Cliff and caught him staring at her tits. She hadn't worn a bra today. What was the point? she had thought. Rich was just going to take it off her anyway.
She hadn't counted on meeting anyone else but Rich. Her thick plump nipples made big bumps in the cloth of her blouse.
"Rich didn't tell me you were so beautiful," Cliff said.
"Oh… thank you," Tracy said, feeling uncomfortable. "But I really wish you wouldn't stare at me that way."
"Why not?" he said as he raised his eyebrows.
"It's rude."
"You hear that?" Cliff said to Rich, who came back into the room carrying three drinks. "She says I'm rude for staring at her."
Rich handed one of the drinks to Tracy. She noticed that his eyes also swept over the protruding buds of her nipples where they showed through her blouse.
"She's right," he said to Cliff. "You'll have to forgive Cliff," he said to Tracy, "When he wants something he doesn't know how to pretend he's uninterested."
The sound of that made Tracy more nervous than ever. Even though he was handsome, she wanted Cliff to leave. But it would be just as rude of her as he had been to ask him to leave out loud. Hadn't she come over here to fuck with Rich? Then why couldn't he be the one to send his friend away? And quickly, too.
She drank the Scotch that Rich had brought her, feeling the smoky warmth bloom in her stomach. She thought it was very strange that no one said anything. Cliff still made no effort to leave. Instead the two men just stared at her.
Tracy felt embarrassed. But at the same time the whiskey and the hot relentless stares of the two men aroused and excited her. She could feel her cunt moistening and her nipples tightening, throbbing. She wished Cliff would leave so that she and Rich could fuck. The memory of yesterday's fuck and her wildly pleasurable orgasm returned to her.
Suddenly Rich was sitting next to her on the sofa. He put his arm around her. With his other hand he took her drink out of her hand and sat it on the coffee table.
"You know," he whispered seductively, "Cliff would really like to join us, if you don't mind."
As he was speaking, he nuzzled her ear and kissed her neck, sending sharp shivers up her back. His hand covered one of her tits through her blouse, his fingers pinching her nipple softly.
It was all so arousing that it almost obscured what he had said. The outrage she ordinarily would have felt came a moment too late.
"What?" she half-moaned in surprise. "Ummmmm," she sighed as his mouth found hers, his tongue slithering between her lips. "You've got to be kidding."
"No," he murmured, still kissing her. "I'm not kidding."
She opened her eyes and glanced past his cheek just in time to see Cliff unzipping his pants. He stood and pushed them down his legs. His long ropey cock fell out and began jumping and rising. Tracy watched it, fascinated. It was bigger than either Rich's or her husband's.
Suddenly she remembered where she was, and what was happening. She began squirming, trying to escape Rich's grasp. But he held her down on the sofa. A wide grin spread over his face. Her struggling only heightened his lust.
"Ohhhhnnnn no, you can't be serious!" Tracy panted, trying to squirm loose. "Let me go!"
"Tracy, honey, you should rein," Rich murmured. "You just don't realize how much fun it'll be. Think about it. You won't have to stop just because one of us comes. The other one can just take over."
In the back of her mind Tracy had to admit that the idea sounded delightful. But right now it sounded horrible! To go to bed with two men at once? One of them a total stranger? No! She wouldn't do it! It was deceitful and sick for them to expect it of her! Who did they think she was!
"Oooooohhhh let me go!" she growled at Rich, squirming wildly. "What do you think I am, a whore?"
"Oh certainly not. Certainly not," Rich said, grinning.
He was resourcefully undressing her as she struggled to get away. Her wild wriggling had loosened her blouse and hiked her skin up around her thighs. Rich got the buttons of her blouse open with little trouble. He slipped it off her shoulders and his mouth was all over her tits before she knew what was happening.
It was impossible for Tracy to ignore the sensations his lips caused on her nipples. Her breasts were very sensitive, even more so because of the mouth-mauling he had given them only yesterday. She felt an incredible hot gush of lust stream through her own body as he sucked her greedily.
At the same time she felt other hands, Cliff's, tugging at her skirt. He skimmed it quickly down and off her shaking legs. Then she felt him slide off her panties.
"Ohhhhnnnnn, please no!" she cried out. "Please no! Don't do this to me, please!"
But no matter how loudly she protested, she knew that a part of her wanted it. Wanted them to ravish her and fuck her passionately. Both of them. Wanted to feel their hard driving pricks in her, and their demanding hands and mouths all over her quivering flesh.
She only half-fought against Cliff as he forced her thighs open with his strong hands. She felt him crouching there, felt his quick breath on the inner flesh of her thighs.
"Aaanngghhhhh!" she moaned as his lips found the swollen buttery petals of her pussy. "Ah! Oh, God!"
He ate her cunt slowly and skillfully. Tracy went into a slow burn, feeling her cunt pulse with fantastic new sexual, excitement. Cliff ate her the way she had never been eaten before. He licked the slick inner walls of her slit with his long tongue, creating hot new sensations she never knew were there.
He gave her smoldering pussy a long agonizingly sweet French kiss, driving her to such heights of lust that she totally abandoned her initial reluctance. Her own wild hands fluttered over her writhing body.
She cupped her throbbing breasts, feeding them into Rich's thirsty mouth. Then her hands darted to Cliff's head, bobbing between her legs. She caressed his hair, then pulled his head to her cunt.
"God, don't let it stop!" she groaned, panting as his tongue toyed around the edges of her clit. "Don't let it stop, don't let it ever stop! Oh! Oh, God, suck me! Fuck me!"
Now that he knew her resistance was at an end, Rich quickly slid off her and undressed. Tracy arched her back, yielding totally to the undulating sensuality of her body. She moaned with unbearable pleasure as Cliff's tongue rooted in her flowing pussy.
She had never felt anything like it. His lips on her aching clit were indescribably gentle. He flicked it softly with his tongue, and she almost exploded on the spot. God, how can I be so close already? she wondered. Still, she knew that one orgasm would only be followed by more and more stupendous ones.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, it's good!" she panted, slowly rolling her pelvis in rhythm with the tongue-fucking he gave her cunt.
Rich was naked too, now, and he sank back onto her, rubbing his long stiff prick on her tits. She looked down, relishing the sight of his swollen ripply cock jabbing her excited nipples.
He nestled it in the valley between her tits. Tracy pushed the two firm globes around it with her hands. Then he began drawing the rigid member back and forth.
"Fuck me, oh, baby, fuck my boobs!" she moaned, going delirious. "Come all over my boobs!"
But even though she would love it to happen, she knew he wasn't going to do that, at least not yet. They had only started to fuck her. Rich wouldn't want to spoil it by coming too soon.
He looked down into her face as he fucked her between her breasts. "Do you like it?" he asked.
"God, yesssss!" Tracy moaned.
"Do you want us to fuck you now?"
"Yes! Ohhhhh, yes! Can't you see I'm dying for it?"
He glanced over his shoulder at Cliff, who was still licking her wet pussy with skill and passion, bringing her ever closer to the brink of a climax.
"We'd better go in on the bed where we can spread out," he said, half to her, half to Cliff.
Cliff stood and nodded. Together they scooped up Tracy's naked body and carried her into Rich's bedroom. Cliff roughly pulled down all the bedcovers with one hand and they dumped her on the bottom sheet.
Tracy realized that this was it. She trembled half with fear and half with incredible sexual excitement. There was no backing down now. They were going to fuck her, both of them.
Almost before she knew what was happening, they hoisted her legs straight up in the air. Cliff kneeled by her head and held her legs up by the ankles while Rich lodged his thick cock in the wet lips of her pussy, driving it home.
"Ummmggphhh!" she gasped, feeling the ramrod of his prick pierce her abruptly. "Ohhhhnnnn!"
He began fucking her slowly and steadily, his large cock inching in and out of her pussy. She opened her eyes and saw Cliff's huge half-erect prick dangling over her half-parted lips. Completely obedient to both their wishes, she opened her mouth and took it in.
It began to swell and stiffen as she sucked it lovingly. Cliff's hands went to her quivering breasts. He squeezed and rolled them, pinching the nipples. It drove Tracy wild. She wished he could suck her nipples while she was sucking his cock.
Her sexual excitement became more and more frenzied. She bucked her cunt up into Rich's thrusts, feeling his massive stalk ride deep into her. She took Cliff's prick as far into her mouth as it would go, clinging to it with her wet lips as he withdrew it.
She lost all track of everything but the joy of being fucked like this, by two men at once. She didn't know how she could have been so reluctant. It felt so good! Her writhing body streamed and coursed with hot pleasures.
"Ohhhhhnnnnn fuck me, fuck me fast, fuck me hard!" she moaned to them as Cliff removed his cock from her mouth.
Now Rich held her legs, up and apart while he continued to sink his thick cock slowly and thoroughly in her tight quim. Tracy was delirious with pleasure, but she missed Cliff. She wanted both of them to be fucking her, and when she opened her eyes to look for him, she saw him swabbing his stiff prick with lubricating jelly.
Mesmerized, she watched the huge pole of twitching flesh grow shiny and slick from the lubrication. Then it suddenly dawned on her what he intended to do. There could only be one reason for him to grease his cock like that. He was planning to stick it one place where it wouldn't easily go.
"Ohhhhh, God, nooooo," she whimpered, half-sighing with faint resignation.
She realized there wouldn't be any way to prevent it. She even wondered if she wanted to prevent it. His cock just seemed so huge and stiff, that was all. And both of them at the same time! They would rip her apart!
As if they sensed that she might try to put up a struggle, Rich rolled her body onto her side and Cliff's hands parted her round asscheeks almost before she realized what was happening.
"Now hold still, baby," Cliff panted. "I'm gonna take us all to heaven."
Rich dropped her legs now and held her upper body tightly in his arms. His fat cock was still embedded deep in her streaming pussy. She felt the swollen head of Cliff's cock nudge the tight ring of her asshole. Then involuntary tears squirted from her eyes as she felt it invade her rectum.
"Aaaoowwwnnnngggg!" she moaned.
Her body writhed uncontrollably. Cliff's fiendish, monstrously huge cock slid all the way into her ass, lubricated by the grease. Now she was impaled and skewered on both of their pricks, pinned between them.
She panted and moaned and cried. The sensations in her body were so intense that she could not distinguish pleasure from pain. The wild pulsating spasms rippled through her straining hot flesh.
"Ohhhnnnggggg, God, God!" she cried out. "It hurts! It feels so good!"
They both began to fuck her, as she had known they would. Tracy gritted her teeth and shuddered with intense pleasure as she felt the two stiff ramrods thrusting slowly in and out of her cunt and her asshole. She could feel their ripply stalks rubbing together through the membrane that separated their two havens.
She had never known such pleasure was possible. Their hands stroked her shuddering body as they fucked her. Rich's hands squeezed her ass, parting her cheeks, then pushing them together around Cliff's plunging cock. Cliff reached around her and caressed her breasts, squeezing and twisting them more roughly as the fucking tempo increased with their heightening passions.
Now the three of them were locked together and fucking like crazy. Pinned between their hard striving bodies, Tracy panted and groaned, impaled on the two plunging cocks. Far off she could feel the sharp knife of her orgasm hurtling toward her. She gritted her teeth, instinctively knowing that it would tear her to pieces.
Both men were close, too. They fucked her now with rough violence. Their hands and mouths mauled her quivering flesh. The rigid poles of their long pricks speared her asshole and pussy fiercely, without mercy. They ripped and tore at her pulsating, writhing body. And Tracy whimpered and moaned, clawing with delirious pleasure at each fresh penetration.
"Aanngghh! Ongh! Ohhnnnn! Agghh! Ahhnnnnngggg!" she grunted and coughed as the fiendishly hard pricks probed her deeply.
Closer and closer hurtled the knife-like feelings. God, I'm going to come so hard, it's going to kill me! she thought wildly. Frantically she began pushing her groin down onto their rearing cocks.
"Oh, God! Oh, God…"
Suddenly the knife split her in two. She was scalded and wrenched by a torrent of coming. The orgasm pulverized her with excruciating spasms.
"Aaauunnnggghhiiieeeeeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Aauunnngghh! Oohhhhhnnnn! Unnneeee!"
Her body thrashed and squirmed between Cliff and Rich, who still pinned her tightly and fucked her fiercely. Both of them were about to come, too. Cliff ripped his gigantic monster of a cock deep into her rectum. The violence of his thrust sent her over the edge again. A fresh hot bolt of coming ruptured her.
"Aannggghhhh! Oohhnnn! Aaaannngghhiieeeee!" she wailed, whinnying helplessly as the unbearable pleasure wracked her body.
And the wild spasming of her cunt and asshole seemed to draw the cum right out of the men, too. They groaned, their bodies clenched powerfully. Suddenly she felt the hot rocketing spurts flying into her.
"Ohhnnnn! Oh, God… oh, God!" she moaned, smiling as she felt the two enormous cocks empty themselves into her ass and pussy.
She lost track of the minutes and seconds as the three of them were welded together in an incandescent eternity of agonizing pleasure. But finally she noticed that all of their bodies had slackened. They lay loosely together now, gasping and panting, their flesh tingling.
Tracy herself felt exhausted and plundered. On the other hand, she had to admit that she had never known physical pleasure could be so intense.
"Ummmmmm," she grinned, kissing Rich. "Thank you. Thank you for forcing me to do this. You know I wouldn't have done it otherwise."
"It was our pleasure, baby," he murmured, grinning back.
"Ummmmm, and thank you, too," she said, turning her head and seeking Cliff's mouth with her own.
She wiggled her ass on his still half-erect prick as they kissed. And she was surprised to find that even after that stupefying climax, her body was ready for more. And it was a good thing too, because they weren't finished with her.
Both of them withdrew their cocks from her groin only to offer them to her mouth. And Tracy sucked them long and skillfully. During the afternoon they fucked her again repeatedly, both individually and together. And by the time five o'clock arrived, Tracy felt she would never need to be fucked again.
A lifetime of fucking in one afternoon! she thought. Nothing could surpass this. But my God, what's come over me? I've gone from a faithful housewife to a nymphomaniac adulteress in only two days.