Hot swinger story from a hot no strings date a friend of mine had.
Either I have prescient powers of prediction, or I know
women. By the time Brute exploded in Melaine and pulled
out, Michael had drifted off to mount Lola, and a tearful
Melaine started to flee to her room, but because of her drunkenness
had first asked me what floor it was on. I conducted the near
naked beauty into my bedroom and draped a sheet over her
shoulders. I expected that she would be a regular cry baby
after she fell from grace, and I'd have to comfort her
while she sobbed, "I dont know whats happing to me."
I held her had and cajoled, "It's aaaaahhll right,
honey! It's aaawwll right. No woman can withstand
that kind of seduction." Then, after making sure
my hands had further aroused her, added understandingly,
"You feel guilty because you need to do it some more."
"NOOOOOO!" she wailed. "If I do ii shum
more, evereebodee will think I'm a WHORE! Were'sh
Miiichael. I wann Michael!" Michael was the one she
had wanted to fuck before Brute impaled her from behind.
While slamming into her wide, rounded rear doggie style,
Brute had roared, "YOU PIG! YOU FUCKIN PIG!"
That had driven the Marilyn Monroesque Melaine into an
orgasm where she had screamed, "I'M A PIG! I'M
A PIG! FUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEE! MAGE ME A PIG! MAGE ME A PIG!"
Now, she was remorseful and extremely horny at the same
time. I didnt mean to say I wash a pig. I jush got carried
away. Maichael thinksh Im a pig, boo, hooo, an thash why
he wont fuck me.
"No, honey; its not that. Why don't you come
back out to the living room. You can just go back out an watch."
"Wash! Wash happinin oud there?"
"Listen, honey. Listen an learn." Now the sounds
filtered in and it was evident that a full scale orgy was
taking place in the living room. Interspersed with female
fuck me's, Brute's voice was roaring out over
and over again, "WHORE! WHORE! WHORE!"
Then, Lola's voice bellowed, "GOD DAMMIT, IM
ALMOSH THERE! SOMEBODEE ELSHE FUCK ME!"
"Ish an ooorgeee!" Melaine slurred.
"I think you should have another drink." I said
in my most solicitous voice."
"Would Michael bring id?"
"He sounds busy. Why don't I get one of the other
boys to bring it?"
"Woulsh yeeuw stay here while he comesh in?"
"Of course, Honey. Of course. Whatdaya want?"
"Oohh I shoulnd dring anee more! I'm drunk."
"Then does it matter if you're a little drunker?"
"Nooo, I guesh nod. mate ya godda wash me! I feel awfully
like doing it some mooore."
"Ooohh, I'll watch you all right, " I leered.
"Whatta ya drinkin?"
"Vodka martinish."
"Vodka martinis. Now that sounds perfect. I'll
be right back!"
Inside of two minutes, I led three naked, stiff cocked studs
in the room, all holding a vodka martini. The minute she
spied the brutes the topless and panty-less beauty wailed,
"OOHH NOOOOO!" and rolled over on her face and
began to sob piteously making her ass globes all the more
irresistible. As they put the cocktails down, I knelt by
her and comforted her. "It's OK, honey. It's
OK." Big Ben laid a rough hand on her lovely and ponderous
ass cheek.
"Issh nod OK! Im married!"
"They just wanted to make sure you're OK. They're
not going to do anything unless you ask. Right guys?"
"Thass whad the man said!" Growled a voice laden
with booze.
"Im married. I'm nod thad kinda girl!"
"No, of course you're not a girl, Melaine. You're
a woman! a REEAL woman! Give her a drink, someone, "
I suggested as I lifted her in a sitting position with her
perfect breast cones overhanging her skirt. Pull the edge
of your skirt up, Melaine so they can see youre a woman.
She smiled drunkenly through her tears and further exposed
her glistening wet swatch. See? Shes all woman and needs
a man, dont you Melaine?
"SHE SURE IS A WOMAN!" another masculine voice
enthused while I rubbed her back. As I did, I grabbed the
hand that had held Melaine's vodka cocktail glass
out to me and placed it on her ass.
"Who'sh han is that? Ish thad Michael'sh?"
"It's OK, sweetheart. He's just gonna make
you feel better."
She lifted he beautiful, blonde face up and looked at him.
"Yeeu're nod Michael. I need Michael."
"Won't I do?" Rob growled.
I interrupted, "Here darlin. Rob here brought you
this drink. Drink it, an while Rob helps you with needing
a man, we'll get Michel for you."
I held it up to her lips as with down hanging breasts, she
sipped the elixir that had propelled her into this erotic
condition.
Who do you want? Your husband?
No, Michael!
Are you gonna cheat on your husband?
I need Michael.
Meanwhile Rob's massage of her buttocks moved down
inside her ass cheeks. "Uuuuhhhh!" she gasped
"Is that good, baby?"
"YAAAH!" she gasped from the sting of the booze
she had quaffed.
Robs gonna fuck you now. Do you want Rob?
Just then, Rob's fingertips moved into between Melaine's
flaps and glistened from the love load that had already
been shot up inside her.
"Ish thad yeeuw, Michael?"
"No its Rob Do ya still want Michael?"
"Who's doing that to me?"
"It's Rob, honey!"
"I want Rob! Then, I want Michael.
Who do you want, honey?
I wann Rob!"
"Here! Rob, enter her!" To Melaine, I added,
"I'm gonna hold your hand while he enters you.
Just so you'll know that cause you're so hot to trot,
cheating on your husbands the right thing to do.
As I was saying that, Rob had stretched out on my bed behind
her and turning her substantial ass on her side, he fed his
thick cock in the seeping cleft of her cunt flaps. "Aacchhh!"
What a womanly sound "Aacchhh!" is when that
cock slides up inside her. His shaft disappeared, then
emerged glistening and now the stroking began. "Ooohhh
yes! Oooohhh yes!" she gasped as her breasts began
the dance of the cheating wife. Aaaahh! Aaahhgghh! Uuuhhhh!
Now, I held her breasts, and beckoning with my head to another
of the two naked and erect studs to kneel, I asked her, "Is
it good, honey? It's good, isn't it baby? You're
all woman! You should be doing this all the time. Do ya still
want Michael?"
"MICHAEL!" she wailed. "I WANN MICHAEL!
FUCK ME MICHAEL! FUCK ME!"
THIS MUTHERFUCKER'S COCK, PIG!"
