Mrs. Johnson decided, she wanted Kyle more than she loved her husband.
She felt a little sorry for her husband but she didn’t really think it was
anything. He and her had been growing apart ever since the day they got married
and she had a sneaking suspicion that he had been cheating on her for a while
The phone rang and on the third ring her husband picked up the phone. Kyle
slid his dick into her ass and she let out a shriek as he filled her with his
throbbing rod. “Hey Honey, we need to talk.” Kyle heard mumbles on the other end
of the line. “I think its over between us.” the mumbles over the phone became
furious, “What I'm saying is that I want a divorce!”
Kyle started to slowly ream her ass. She moaned and over the phone Kyle heard
confused and angry shouts. “Yea, there is another man, and he is definitely more
of a man than you ever where. I know that you were cheating on me so you can
just admit it! Ha! I was right. Well guess what! He is getting to do what you
always wanted to do! Now why don’t you listen while he reams my ass hole like
you never could!”
She dropped the phone and turned it onto speaker. Mrs. Johnson became louder
and louder as Kyle forced his dick further and further into her ass with each
thrust of his hips. Her husband yelled through the phone and was drowned out by
the sounds of her pleasure filled screams. Kyle finally came, filling her ass
hole with his hot load. He slid his dick out of her ass and watched his cum flow
from her ass down over her pussy.
Mrs. Johnson slid a finger into her twat forcing some of Kyle's hot cum into
it. Kyle lay on the bed next to a limp Mrs. Johnson. He panted heavily and she
rolled over laying her head on his firm chest. He was very muscular, and as she
ended the call she wondered why he had never shone himself off. She ran her
finger across his abs and felt his heart beat.
“Thank you Kyle.” Mrs. Johnson's voice was soft and fairly weak but she
“You know I don’t even know your first name.”
“Shawna.” Kyle liked her name. It was original and it somehow fit her nicely.
Kyle looked over her body. She lay on her side, one breast hidden against
Kyle’s side the other perky and in the open. Her waist was skinny and her hips
were wide and smooth. Her legs were perfectly soft and her tan skin bore no tan
“Shawna, I want you to stay with me.”
“Okay Kyle, may I ask you a question?”
“Yes you may.”
“Umm,” She bit her lip and her hand slid in between her legs, “Will you pound
my pussy like there is no tomorrow. I’ve been waiting since the day you showed
me your cock, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand to be without it.”
Kyle smiled and got onto his knees. He was rock hard again and Shawna lay on
her back spreading her legs as far apart as comfortably possible. She patiently
waited for Kyle to penetrate her. Kyle grabbed her by her thighs and her ass and
pulled her toward him. He rubbed his cock across her twat and on her clit. He
slipped his dick into Shawna and she howled in pleasure.
Her back arched as his massive cock slid further into her tight sex. She
clawed at the sheets and moaned loudly as he started to slowly fuck her. She
pinched and tweaked her nipples as he pounded her faster and faster. The bed
creaked and slammed against the wall, and the lamp on the bed stand rocked
precariously back and forth.
Shawna couldn’t remember a time when sex had been this good, but she loved
it. She started to move back and forth meeting his powerful thrusts with ones of
her own. After an hour of pure ecstasy Kyle finally came filling her slit with
his hot load.
He continued to fuck her for about five minutes until she came again. As Kyle
pulled out of her she lay, totally whipped on the bed. The exhaustion was so
complete that she could hardly move, but she never felt better. Shawna felt the
cum flow out of her twat, over her asshole and onto the sheets. Kyle lay next to
her his body glistening with sweat and his muscles throbbing.
She felt her sex begging for more, but lay panting her chest rising and
falling heavily. Mrs. Johnson's breasts bobbed up and down, and Kyle grabbed
them. He played with them and sucked her nipples gently. She moaned but couldn’t
do much else.
Kyle got up and set his cock into Shawna's cleavage. Pressing her breasts
together he fucked her tits. Shawna wanted nothing more than to lay there and be
his play thing, but she leaned forward like a good little slave and sucked the
tip of his cock eagerly each time it was thrust from between her breasts. He
came after a good twenty minutes covering her face in his white sticky load.
She lay there still panting heavily, numb to anything but the pleasure he had
given her. When Kyle saw how completely he had exhausted her, he grabbed a towel
and gently whipped her face clean of his cum. Shawna smiled up at him and he
smiled back. Kyle grabbed his blanket off of the foot of the bed and lifted it
over her. He crawled under the covers and lay next to her.
“Good night Shawna.” Kyle said. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Shawna lay awake for a while longer until her phone rang about an hour later, at
12:07. It was a text from her friend Andrea Palmer and read:
“Cant wait for lunch tomorrow. It seems like I haven't talked to you in
forever. Hope you didn't forget.”
Shawna thought to her self, “Shit!” She had totally forgotten about her plans
for the following day. She had gotten so caught up in her feelings for Kyle it
had slipped her mind. After another hour of trying to figure out this dilemma
she finally passed out.
In the morning she woke to the smell of fresh eggs and bacon. She walked out
to see a naked Kyle cooking. She went to sit at the table then remembered her
manners, “May I sit master?”
“Yes you may.” Kyle finished cooking and sat down across from Shawna. They
ate in silence, and when they finished the meal, Shawna got dressed and left,
making sure Kyle knew all that was happening.
She arrived at her lunch with Andrea. Andrea was very pretty and Shawna had
always had feelings for her that she couldn’t explain. Andrea had short black
hair and C cup breasts, just bigger than Shawna's. Her ass was definitely better
than Shawna's and perfectly round and firm. She wore black slacks and a blue low
They ate and talked for a while then Andrea said, “You seem different,
Happier, What is it your hiding from me?”
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