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OPEN MARRIAGE "PASSION'S PEAK" By ELLEN
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A development company recently contracted Bill for an
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engineering consulting job in the Carolinas. I usually don't go
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with Bill on his business trips, but because he would be gone for
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3 weeks, I accompanied him. The firm's architect, Fred, and his
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wife, Linda, who were leaving on vacation, let us stay in their
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home.
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We'd met them the previous evening, just before they drove
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to the airport. Fred insisted, "We don't mind you using our home.
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There isn't another house within a mile, so we're glad to have
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someone look after the property!" Fred's a personable, balding
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man in his forties. His wife, Linda, a secretary for a local
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banker, is in her late twenties, trim and attractive.
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Perched atop a high mountain, the home overlooks expanses of
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forested mountains and the distant town where Bill would be
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working. Even if we'd tried, we couldn't have found a hotel room
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with this exquisite a view.
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An hour after Bill had left for work the next morning, I
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awoke, lifting my robe from a chair. In my transparent nightgown,
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I walked to the kitchen. I heated a cup of diet hot chocolate,
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draped the robe over my lap and sat on the couch as I gazed out
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the broad window. The sun's crimson rays rippled through puffs of
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clouds, above a sea of fog extending almost to the mountain's
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peak.
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Hearing an engine humming up the winding unpaved road toward
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the home, I slipped on the crimson satin robe. I peered through
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the front door's glass. A blond, lean and muscular six footer,
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d white slacks, climbed from the jeep,
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reached for his briefcase, and strode toward the house. He
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knocked, then boomed, "Linda? Fred?"
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I tied the robe's belt, opened the door, and smiled, "I'm
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Ellen. Linda and Fred left on vacation. My husband and I their
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'official' house-sitters."
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Frustrated, he apologized, "Sorry. My name's Jack; I'm a
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vice president at the bank. Linda's my secretary. I was hoping
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I'd get here before they left. I'd told her that it would be a
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couple of months before I'd need some documents she's been
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working on at home. I received a call this morning from a bank
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customer that the deal's going through on Friday, so I hoped I'd
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catch Linda before she and Fred left." His voice was slow and
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modulated, a trace of a southern accent. He was, well...handsome.
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"Come in," I offered. Closing the door behind him, I
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suggested, "Perhaps we can find the papers." He thanked me, and
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we located the papers within minutes on the architect's desk,
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alongside an electric typewriter.
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He flipped through the file folder, saying, "Just like
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Linda! The work's finished. Letter perfect, research and all!
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She's the world's greatest secretary!"
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"Nice compliment," I commented, glancing to his gold wedding
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to my half-filled cup, asking, "You like hot
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chocolate?"
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Nodding affirmatively, he laughed, "I don't need to get to
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work so early anyway, since the work's finished."
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As we talked on the couch, I explained why Bill wasn't home.
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Jack's blue eyes grazed my body. I glanced to a mirror atop a
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bookcase, seeing that my robe was open, exposing a generous
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portion of my breasts through the transparent nightgown.
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Pretending I hadn't notice his stare, I walked to the kitchen to
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fill a pitcher of chocolate as a frightful drumbeat fluttered
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within my breast. I sat alongside him as I poured, my legs bent
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beneath me.
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I appraised Jack's perfectly healthy complexion, not tanned
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but palely reddish. His eyes glinted, gazing now and then to the
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robe's open neck. We fell silent. Trembling, I licked the dryness
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of my lips. His hand brushed mine. My lips parted as he leaned to
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kiss me. My tremoring arms encircled his neck as his lips crushed
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mine. I whimpered. His hands were now beneath the robe, caressing
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my heaving breasts. My nipples were standing out like spikes.
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He stood, pressing my body to his, his long hardness
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throbbing against my groin and thigh.
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The telephone rang! I pulled away, lifting the receiver, and
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gulped, "VanRyser's residence." Jack's lips had enveloped a firm,
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It was Bill. "I'm in a bind, Ellen. I need some records from
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a downtown law office, and the lawyers don't have a messenger. No
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one else is here. I was wondering if you could do it for me?"
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My voice quaking, I responded, "Just tell me where and how."
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I started to say playfully that he could sure pick some great
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times to call me, but I didn't want Bill to think I was
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complaining about the favor he was requesting. Anyway I doubted
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that Jack would have believed me, had I told him I had my
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husband's approval. Hanging up, I suggested to Jack, "Are you
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free tonight?"
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He was stunned, a bit nervous, so I lied, "Bill's leaving
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for Florida early this afternoon. I'm alone for the evening."
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He smiled. His wife was in Toronto for a club convention, he
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told me, adding, "What time?"
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When I arrived at the developer's office, I told Bill what
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had happened.
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before Jack arrives."
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At 7:30 that night, Bill was relaxing in a patio folding
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chair in the master bedroom's walk-in closet. I was sitting on
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the couch, attired in a white satin dress, slit to the thigh,
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pretending to read an Architect's Digest while I awaited Jack's
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arrival. I was too nervous to read. A feeling like fear grips my
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stomach when I feel aroused. My breath was huffing like a
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toy train.
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The doorbell clanged.
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A 15-mile-an-hour wind was blowing through the foyer as I
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held the door open for Jack. At 5'8", I was only 4 inches shorter
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than Jack, but the red western boots beneath his dress gray jeans
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added 2 inches to his tall figure. He stepped in from the
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darkness, kissing me as he pushed the door closed behind him.
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Handing me a bottle of champagne, he breathed, "You're
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beautiful."
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Smiling, I took his sheep-collared waist jacket, hung it in
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the entryway's closet, then turned on trembling knees to retrieve
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a couple of wine glasses. His blue western-style shirt was
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tailored like a glove. Handing him the frosted glass, I remarked,
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"You changed clothes."
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He nodded affirmatively. "Uh huh. Showered, shaved, et
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cetera. Had to do something to calm my nerves tonight."
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I'd clicked on the stereo and turned off all but the
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decorative red-bulbed dining room chandelier, bathing the room in
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a soft crimson glow. A slow melody was drifting from the room's
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four speakers. He beckoned me to dance.
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My legs were shaking, my breasts heaving in desire. My
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slender body seemed particularly small and vulnerable as I leaned
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my head against his chest. Jack's fingers stroked my shoulder
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length black hair, his lips tracing a senuous path down my neck
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oft fullness of my breasts. His manhood was
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growing in the tight slacks, throbbing against my groin and
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thigh, as his hips pressed mine. My tremoring body was now as
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pliant as putty, my heart pounding so hard I couldn't breathe.
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The song ended. I trembled as he swept me up to carry me
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down the long hallway to the master bedroom. Joyous tears pooled
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in my eyes.
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I'd forgotten Bill who was watching from the closet, only a
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dozen feet from the bed where I lay in the dimness. I moaned
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beneath the tall form standing above me. Jack removed my shoes,
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then my red satin belt, unwrapping the dress to find I wore
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nothing beneath. He was staring at my breasts, my stomach, my
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shaved mound, as he popped loose the snaps of his western shirt.
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His slacks slid down his hips.
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I gasped! His engorged manhood burst free, curving up more
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than a foot from a patch of thick dark hair. "Oh, my GOD!" I
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muttered, fearfully, my eyes wide. Although I was having second
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thoughts, I pulled his hips near. He knelt alongside the bed. My
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quivering lips parted. My mouth enwrapped his cock, gliding along
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the frightening length.
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My eyes rolled up to look at him. His eyes were glazed with
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lust as he disengaged and lay alongside me.
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I glanced to the closet door Bill had left ajar. Unable to
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would now be feeling my own mad desire,
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pumping - as he always did while watching - his hardened cock in
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the closet's darkness. I closed my eyes, relishing Jack's gentle
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hands exploring the soft curves of my body. My nipples tingled as
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his lips closed around a hard, reddened spike. Impassioned fear
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churned within my stomach; I pursed my lips, hissing in desire,
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as his tongue twisted a winding path to my shaved mound.
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I thrust my hips to his face, grinding my cunt against his
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mouth, my heart pounding a wanton drumbeat as his tongue twirled
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over my clitoris. I wailed at the thrills rippling through me
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like an electric current coursing across a thunder-laden sky.
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Clasping my thighs around his ears, I dug my heels into his back
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as fiery explosions blossomed within my pussy. Tears of joy
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streaked along my cheeks like rivulets of rain on a jetliner's
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windows.
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I pulled him above me until his knees were straddling my
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breasts. He braced his arms against the headboard above me. My
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lips stretched widely as I took his rubbery monster in my mouth.
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My head bobbed as my tongue slurped along its length. Now, beyond
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lust, I was WORSHIPING this broad, purplish cock thrusting down
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the moistness of my throat. His instrument hammered into my mouth
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until my passion was unbearable; my voice muffled by his wide
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lease, Jack, I WANT you! I can't WAIT
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any longer!"
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My hips gyrated expectantly. My long legs now opened eagerly
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to accept his huge curving cock floating toward the lips of my
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vagina. I shivered; realizing that his manhood was much longer
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and broader than any I'd ever encountered, I whimpered with
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fright as he pushed past my cuntal folds.
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He was splitting me apart! I screamed softly. Shocks rippled
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through my groin as he pressed on, my vaginal walls expanding
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incredibly for this giant tool. Yet I'd rather have died than
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have him stop now. Red coals of passion smoldered in my vagina. I
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loved every inch of this massive freight train slowly puffing
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into my smoking tunnel.
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Jack was clearly aware of the difficulty, although I was
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crying as much in pleasure as in pain. Finally, he was as far
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into my gushing depths as he could push. My pain disappeared,
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replaced by blinding rapture. He rode me with a fury, my cunt now
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burning in our forbidden fires. My legs enveloped his hardened
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torso, my shaved mound quivering up to match every steaming
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thrust.
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In the stunning thrills of fucking Jack, I'd forgotten Bill;
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but as I thrashed my head side to side, I glimpsed my husband's
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nude form step from the closet to watch Jack's magnificent weapon
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ng cunt. Logic and will abandoned me; I was
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far too lost in this hurricane of passion to acknowledge my
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husband by smiling at him as I normally would while he pumped his
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engorged cock.
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The emblazoned yolks of Jack's eyes rolled as he plunged
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into me. I opened my mouth widely as if this would somehow expand
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my cunt further to accept Jack's final inches.
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Bill jaw was sagging as he pumped his full length in a fury.
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Jack's body and mine pulsated with a radiance. Our explosion was
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imminent. Bill's intense stare told me that his mind and Jack's
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were now one.
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I cried out as Jack's flames united with mine into a blazing
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inferno; we shuddered with each thrust, our eyes glazing, craving
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the ultimate gratification - release from this overwhelming
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passion.
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I mewed, "Oh, FUCK me, Jack! FUCK ME-E-E-E-E!" Raging tides
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of passion coursed through my body. Delerious, I screamed,"Oh!
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God help me, Jack! I LOVE you, Jack! I LO-O-O-O-VE YOU!" I loved
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him, loved in adultery, uniting in flesh that which was already
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in our minds and souls.
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And then! OH GOD! It happened in a blinding flash! We were
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coming in thunderous waves. Our orgasms burst in a super-nova of
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pleasure, raging through my creaming cuntal walls. My mind was
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exploding with fiery fragments that spider-legged like a billion
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oss the evening skies.
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Jack's lips grazed my breasts in the blissful after-glow of
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our adultery, our arms entertwined for an eternity of a half
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minute. As I fluttered to earth, I remembered Bill.
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I looked over Jack's shoulder. My husband had returned to
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the closet and closed the door.
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I smiled. Now, because of my unquenchable desire for the
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largest male member I'd ever known, my husband would have to
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remain there until morning. Jack would be mine for the night! Our
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journey into passion has just begun.
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Jack forced me to turn. My knees sunk into the red satin
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sheets like coconuts into quicksand, my hands braced against the
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wall above our headboard. His large hands grasped my hips. The
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yolks of my eyes rolled madly as his massive member was entering
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my vagina from the rear. I moaned. My husband was now in the
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closet, hearing all but unable to see us.
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I turned to look back, awed by Jack's huge cock. My pursed
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lips formed an "oh" as I watched the instrument pushing deeply
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into my excitedly-lubricated cunt. I spread my knees ever wider
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as the length and breadth filled me. Sobbing in desire, I reached
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to caress his member behind me, my hand tremoring. He slowly
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thrust into me until I was whimpering with pleasure, "I LOVE you,
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!" I sucked in my breath at the stunning
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sensations. I stared as he fucked into my depths, my lips parted
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in wonder. We shared a sigh. I couldn't tear my eyes from his
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cock, which was now bulging at its base, in an impending
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explosion, as he groaned, his hips rolling and shuddering.
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I gasped! Jack's firm manhood was expanding to an incredible
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size with the onrushing tidal wave of a massive orgasm. My
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clitoris fluttered unbearably as if to tell me we were to be
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coming together in a mind boggling finale! My back arched
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expectantly, my fingers digging into his hips behind me. I
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wailed, a long, modulated shreik of passion.
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And then, we were exploding in rapture! Crying with wild
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abandon, I tremored like a tree in an earthquake. His warm semen
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burst through my channel, the creamy fluid splattering my inner
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walls, washing over his cock, which was now erupting with a
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volcanic flow of steaming lava. I was sobbing, spinning, in a
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thrilling roller coaster ride down pleasure's glowing corridor.
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We fluttered back to earth, collapsing in gratification. His
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fingers stroked the small of my back as he whispered, "You're
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beautiful, you know."
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"Thank you," I responded softly, turning to him. "So are
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you." I stroked his cock, now soft and pliable, glistening
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beneath the moonlight that filtered through the transparent
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We showered in the orange glow of the bathroom's dim
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lighting. I was on my knees, pleasuring him with my lips until
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his magnificent manhood was curving up like a Turkish sceptre.
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Pulling me to my feet, he forced my back to the red-tiled
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wall, pushing my legs apart. I struggled half-heartedly, even now
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afraid of his length and breadth, as the water pounded my face.
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Turning my head away from the shower's storm as he entered me, I
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shut my eyes, whimpering. My hands pressed against the shower
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walls in helpless abandon. Steam was rolling around the warm air
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of the shower like ocean spray in a Florida hurricane. As I
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thrashed beneath him, I banged my head against the shower door,
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causing its glass to shudder. My cuntal muscles were in spasm
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from his godawful size!
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I loved him but feared him. "GOD!" I screamed as Jack's
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weapon slithered mercilessly through my depths, "Drive it INTO
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me, Jack! Your cock is KILLING me! FUCK me, Jack! Oh, GOD! You're
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splitting me APART!" I wrapped my legs around his hips, fucking
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back against him. He pressed my back to the floor as I cried out
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in passion. In the steam, his face was now unrecognizable, as if
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I were being fucked by an unknown lover in a warm fog.
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Our desire went into overdrive. I was a galactic surfer,
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pleasure wave, washing across a cosmic sea to
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a splendored shore. Logic and will had now abandoned me amid a
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firestorm on a planet in a timeless universe. My clitoris
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shuddered. The planet's core was about to erupt.
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And then! The glowing stars exploded in supernova. I was
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slipping through a long, shuddering tunnel in pleasurable
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darkness as I came, then came again, and again, and OH GOD,
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AGAIN, my mind shattering into gratified fragments.
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Finally, at 4 a.m., I lay sleeping, a leg over his, an arm
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over his chest, until a movement stirred me. He slumbered. I
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stared down at his awesome cock. I worshiped it with my lips and
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tongue, then slept again, awakening with the morning sun rippling
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through the windows. Jack was gone.
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But Bill lay alongside me. Grinning.
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Jack visited three times a week until Bill's project was
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completed. I gave myself eagerly. Finally, two nights before we
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were to return to Florida, I told Jack about my husband's
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penchant for "watching."
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On our last night, the day before Thanksgiving, Jack, Bill,
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and I drank white wine as we watched a video in the family room.
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Jack sat alongside me on the floor, our backs against the couch,
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while Bill sat in a chair across the room.
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Jack pulled me to him. We removed the other's clothing. I
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owering my hips as his long cock submarined
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through my molten channel. Moaning, I was impaled on his staff.
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Electric thrills throbbed through my legs; Jack's smooth skin
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brushed the insides of my thighs as he fucked me.
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Bill hovered above me, his arms braced on the couch. I
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unzipped his fly, pulling out his manhood. My tremoring lips
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glistened along Bill's length as Jack thrust his splendid tool
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gh my steaming walls.
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I was thankful as the two men fucked me. Thankful, because I
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love Bill. I also love adultery. Thankful, because I don't have
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to choose between the two. Thankful that my depths had never been
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so filled.
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