I want my enemy to cuckold me

as usual i'm getting to the party late. the only person in the world i ever really "hated" was my stepfather. he disliked me because my mother fucked my real father before they were married, but she wouldn't fuck him until they got married. he took that out on me until i turned 18 and joined the army. anyway after i got married i overheard him say something to my wife about how his cock was bigger than mine, which was true. i was surprised that instead of being mad, my cock started to get hard. but it never went any farther because my brother came into the room and broke up the conversation. i never confronted my wife and to the best of my knowledge they never fucked, but then again who knows.

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It is always much worse when it is someone you know. It being an old rival from the past od even a current rival.
One night my wife Nicole and her friend Karen were going out for drinks. As usual I was told to wait at home. About an hour after they left Nicole called me and told me to join her and karen at the bar across the street from our house. Now at this point some of her friends knew about how she prefered black men. Karen was one of those. Now my wife is a very sexy buxom lady and Karen was much larger. Anyways she told me to keep my panties and bra on and to join them. So off I went almost tripping on the way there I was so nervous. Having been out with my wife when she is going to pick up can be quite exciting. I find it hard to just passively watch her openly flirt. When I got there she called me over and I ordered a drink. She explained that she had told Karen not only about me being a cuck but also aboout me being a pantyboy. This Karen loved.

Anyways after a few drinks it was time to move on to the real bar..the pick up bar downtown. She was a regular there and many african canadians went there. Once there I took my usual spot at the bar and watched as her and Karen flirted with the men. By the end of the night Nicole had found a man and he was going to drive her home. I ended up in the other car with 2 other men and Karen. Once home she invited everyone in the house and I was busy getting them all drinks. At this point the men thought I was just a frined of the ladies. Karen however was not ready to cuck her husband yet and so the 2 men she had brought home left knowing they were not getting anywhere with her. Nicole's man said he to was leaving so she walked him to the door. I was sitting on the sofa with Karen and we could both see Nicole and her man kissing and such. He went to his car and she came back in and had me follow her upstairs and told me she was going to go with her guy back to his place. while kissing at the door she had felt his cock and as she put it...it was perfect. She instructed me to care for Karen the same way I would her.

She was gone for over 4 hours before she came back. The whole time she was gone I had licked karens pussy and ass. What was hot is when Nicole came back she hadme licking and cleaning her pussy while she told Karen all about her new man. And they laughed at the fact that she still did not know his name but they had exchanged phone numbers.

Now back then sometimes I would get jealous and this guy struck that in me, but there was nothing I could do about it. Eventually Karen wnet home and the next night Nicole went back to the new guys place. When she came back she was very upset. She said the guy had lied about his age, He had said he was 33 but in reality he was 25. And she told him that she would no longer be seeing him. In some way I was relieved and disapointed.

A few nights later there is a knock on the door and it is him. Now at this point the lifestyle we led was still in the lets be discreet mode so him showing up unannounced really made her agree so she told me I could tell him never to come back here and to stay away from her. i thought that would be the end of him.

The next day I got home from work and Nicole was not home. I tried texting her but no reponse so I just went about getting supper ready as per usual. She finally came home about 9 pm. I followed her to the bedroom . In no time flat she was naked and wanted me to lick her pussy. I could tell she had been fucked. While swallowing the sperm she told me how the guy from the other night had called her and convinced her to go over to his place and they spent the day fucking. The same guy I had threatened to never show his face again. I felt defeated and Oh so humilaited.

Kind of an enemy story. My first time posting here and writing down an experience. Hope you all enjoyed.

English isn't my first language. Sorry for the many mistakes.

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Chapter 1
New York
The Jones’ apartment
Mary Willis Jones is having breakfast. She is excited. Paul, her husband, is standing opposite her, smiling. He too is excited for her.
The reason for their excitement was that John Southgate, a well-known movie agent, called her two days earlier for an audition for a movie. It was a small role, but it was bigger than she expected. She had more lines in it than she ever had. It was the break she was hoping for since her decision to become an actress, after a good career a lingerie and bikini model.
- Don’t worry, you will be fine. Your acting lessons and the small plays you participated in will help, said Paul, - plus - he teased - with your looks, he will be crazy not to hire you.
Mary smiled.
- Don’t joke about that. I don’t want to base my success in my looks! Mary giggled after realizing how silly she sounded.
- Ah - said Paul - the hot supermodel doesn’t want to achieve success through her looks, he laughed. You certainly were in the wrong career!!.
- You know what I mean - she answered. I want to him to like me for my acting.

Mary, deep inside, didn’t care that much if the role was given to her for her looks, after all, as a 25 year old, tall, big breasted, slim wasted, big butted red head, she was used to it. Plus, she knows many actresses, very successful even, who are talentless, at least, in the screen. While thinking about it, she blushes.
- What are you thinking? - Paul asks. Naughty thoughts?
- Sort of. - She confesses. I was wondering if I should tease the poor guy. She smiles at Paul, who looks surprised, then nod. He knows she has to do it from time to time. He knows she has done it before and he knows she still does it. He doesn’t like it, but he agrees it’s necessary. Would you be mad at me?
- Oh, I hope it doesn’t come to that. At work, the fashion and movie photographers share terrible, depraved stories with us. I’m lucky the most you have to do is tease the men.
- Well, like we talked before, they hit me all the time, even knowing I’m married. It’s part of this world, but I don’t want to build a career and a life in those terms.
Paul gets his stuff to work, bends down to kiss her lovingly.
- That’s why I love you. Good luck at the audition.
He then leaves, letting Mary with her thoughts.

Chapter 2
Thank God for Paul, thinks Mary, I don’t know what I would do without him. People question her why she married him, as he is most definitely a 6, and she is a perfect 10. But she knows it’s not true.
Paul is 29, smart, strong and funny. He was a loving boyfriend and he is an even better husband.
When he undresses, his abs are better than most male models she works with. Better than movie stars. She loves him with all her heart.
That’s why she feels so guilty right now. Despite her love, she lies to Paul, she has to.
Unlike Mary, Paul doesn’t work in fashion; he is a newcomer reporter from a national TV channel. He travels constantly, covering everything that is unimportant. As a beginner, he doesn’t make much money, so he had to do it. He laments he has to leave her alone so often. He tries to compensate every time he returns but showering her with love and sex.
She is working in the fashion/acting world for years now. She heard all the stories as well. She actually saw some of them as she was there when some of them happened.
Some of them were about HER.
She tried not to cry while thinking about it, and, in the end, she didn’t. She realized it would be hypocritical. Paul is somewhat naïve, she is afraid of how he would react if he knew the truth. She likes how he worships her. But she had lied to Paul many times. She cheated on him as many, she admits in shame.
In her chosen career, she had to, and despite hating herself for it, she got used to it. Despite herself, she even liked it sometimes.
The truth is that regardless of the hearsay, nobody ever got burnt because of the sexual escapades described in the gossip tabloids, unless when caught with video or picture evidence, that is. Mary would never get caught in those circumstances. She loves Paul too much for that.
Chapter 3:
John Southgate is at his limo. The agent is a blond man on his late 30s and in good shape. His fame precedes him: he is one of the best in the biz, many actors and actresses dream of meeting him for a role.
John loves his job, even though no one has evidence, his casting couch is famous around Hollywood. Pretty much every actress he worked with has been tested in the sack. Of course, he doesn’t push his luck. Sometimes he lets a girl go forward untouched, but that’s usually because he doesn’t have the time for it or the girl is not of his liking (many girls have felt bad about it, if you can believe that, and pushed him into it). But to continue enjoying willing girls, at least some had to say he was a nice guy.
Most girls, of course, didn’t believe it, but the doubts in their heads were good for him. He didn’t like girls who were too pushy (even though to him they are all cheap whores anyway) but he wanted them to be ready for his cock.
His saw his work as an exchange. Your pussy for a role, and perhaps later on, stardom.
Today’s girl was Mary Willis Jones. He saw her several times in adverts and in some parties. She was lovely and he couldn’t wait to sink his cock into her snatch. He dreamt about her for years.
He remembered the conversation he had with his assistant Ted. He, by chance, was a common friend and he was the one responsible for arranging the meeting:
- Did she agree to the meeting?
- Of course, - answered Ted - she knew about you. She is dying for a real break and she knows you can give her.
- Hmm, good. Does she know about my…reputation?
- Yes - Ted smirked. I am certain she does.
- You didn’t ask?
- She isn’t dumb. I implied that you were very demanding and she said she had heard about it. She played coy but I could see she was thinking things through. She has made up her mind.
- That doesn’t inspire total confidence, but I’ll take it. I prefer to work a bit for it anyway.
- You won’t have to work that much I think. She acts innocent and all, plus she is married, but she has a reputation of her own. Apply some pressure and she gives in, that’s what people tell me.
- Good, - said John. She would stupid to not use that body. It was built for fucking.

Chapter 4:
Mary goes down the stairs of their apartment at 1pm for the audition. A limo is waiting for her. She’s used to it, as most casting agents try to impress the girls. This limo is above average, but who saw one saw all of them.
As the driver opens the doors, he informs her John Southgate will see her at the location. Mary is pleasantly surprised. She won’t have to hear the agent’s stories or try to sell her acting abilities too soon. It seems the deal will be professionally done, she hopes.
Arriving at the studio, she goes to make up; people tell her how it’s going to work out, and what’s expected from her. She read the lines and knows them all; she hopes she doesn’t fumble them.
When the time comes, she doesn’t fumble. She isn’t sure she impressed everybody, but she didn’t ridicule herself either.
- What a talentless bitch! – said John, who was seeing everything from the cutting room.
- Yeah, – said Ted - but then again, how many model-slash-actresses are any good?
- Too true. Thank God for them anyway. Without them I wouldn’t have so much fun - smirked John.
- Ted nodded and said – It’s high time you shared some with me!
- Don’t be selfish, what about that movie star we just did last week. I bet you didn’t even know she put out!
- Sloppy seconds doesn’t count – laughed Ted - I want a fresh cunt.
- Sorry, not this time. I will wear her out before thinking about sharing.
- Greedy bastard.
- That’s me.
- I saw her first – thought Ted.

Chapter 5
John Southgate decided it was time to talk with Mary. He would act now.
- Nice meeting you Mrs. Jones – said John. You look fantastic. Better than everyone had told me.
- Nice meeting you too, Mr. Southgate – said Mary. You don’t look bad yourself.
Mary wasn’t lying, Southgate was an attractive man, but she noticed, that his eyes never left her breasts. He wasn’t even pretending to care about her acting or about her as a person. He was looking at her as an object.
He was playing his game already. He was already showing his true colors. She expected him to play around the bush for a while, to play the good guy and then go for the killing.
It was clear he couldn’t or wasn’t interested in foreplay. He wanted her on the sack as soon as possible. The whole casting process was bogus. It was her call now.
- Did you see my scene? – She asked.
- As a matter of fact, I did. And I’d like to discuss it with over dinner, if you don’t mind.
- Sure.
She noticed she didn’t say he liked her scene.
During dinner, John Southgate finally made the usual play: “Play nice with me and I’ll help you crossing over”. Mary thought about it, but realized it was the only way. Lesser agents would try the same thing; why not go for one of the best? She was ashamed, but it was the price for her new career. She silently asked Paul for forgiveness.
At the limo, on the way back home, John Southgate didn’t waste any time. He told the driver to take the long way to Marys apartment and helped Mary to the backseat.
Inside, he removed his pants.
- I hope you give good head. I like it sloppy. Use some throat and take your time. Do not spit it out.
- Wow. No pretenses, huh?
- No. I hope you don’t waste my time as well. Take my cock out!
- Just a sec. – Mary got on her knees and removed his underwear. His cock was average, she thought.
- Nice – she said
- Yeah, treat it well and you will have a long career ahead of you.
Mary concentrated on the penis before her. She started mechanically, thinking about the job. She tried to follow his instructions.
Mary liked giving head, she had a few boyfriends before Paul, but the number was small. Regardless, she always enjoyed the power of it. She perfected over the years during her marriage. She tried not to think of the times she had to it because of work, but when she did, she got wet. In her mind, sex was almost always good, even in those circumstances, when she got more excited, she put more heart into the blowjob, unconsciously she started to perform a great oral on Southgate, who in return, began to moan and call her names.
- What a slut!
- Am I? - Asked Mary giggling.
- Yes! - Moaned John. You suck a mean cock!
- Thanks!
- Go on, bitch! Put some saliva on it!
- Sure – said Mary, obediently doing what she was told- Is it good enough for you?
- Ahhhh! You cocksucker!! Deeper, stick down your throat!
- Like that? – She effortlessly did it.
- Ahhh, gag on my cock!
Mary got the whole dick in her mouth without gagging. Looked up and smiled.
- Wow, I guess you had a lot of practice on the fashion world, didn’t you?
- Yes! I guess I did. I love sucking cock.
- Ha, I was told you weren’t that hard. I expected a bigger challenge, but they were right. You pull out easily.
Mary would be hurt by his comments in a few hours, but at the moment it only made her feel hotter. A nice cock down her throat, a good looking guy looking down on her (even though an asshole) was about to come. It was exciting.
Southgate put the hands on her head and pushed, he was almost there and he wanted to finish that way. Mary didn’t offer resistance. Southgate finished inside her mouth and she swallowed, as requested.
- Good girl! – said Southgate.
Mary looked satisfied. For a second she though it wasn’t that bad. She would enter the acting world for real with just a blowjob.
- That was nice. I will send my beach house address to you via e-mail. We will finish this agreement there. Wear something sexy.
Mary was disappointed, but agreed.








Chapter 6
3 days earlier, Paul Jones had invited Jack Thompson for a coffee. As usual, Paul just wanted to chat, to talk about work and especially about the silly things in life.
His friend Jack was perfect for this kind of conversation, as his wild and fun nature counterbalanced Paul’s seriousness.
As usual, the conversation at some point became about girls and Jack’s conquests. As a married man Paul loved to hear about his night escapades. He lived through his stories. Of course, he imagined most of them were bullshit macho talk, as his girlfriend was Tina Hardy, another famous lingerie model, but nonetheless, it was fun.
Jack had hit on Paul’s wife when they were single, but he became a gentleman once they got married.
The events of the last months got Paul conflicted. He was considering if he should discuss his love problems with someone, and if this person should be Jack, who was a good friend but had always been an airhead. He decided to go for it:
- Jack, be honest, do you think Mary would cheat on me? – asked him, out of the blue.
- What? – Asked Jack– Why would you ask me that? Did anything happen?
- No, I think, it’s just that her career as a model is almost over, and she is trying to get into acting. She seems worried and it seems to me she thinks she will have to face casting couches to get jobs.
- She said that?
- Not exactly. It’s just how she talks about these new interviews. I think every agent just want to get into her pants.
- Who could blame them? – joked Jack.
- Come on, don’t go there. I’m serious. I think she is preparing for something, you know? So I don’t go crazy when I find out.
- Sorry! Just teasing you.
- Anyway, it can’t be much different from modeling, can it? She didn’t have to fuck her way into modeling.
A voice from behind said:
- Who says she didn’t loser?
Paul looked to see who was, and was not surprised to see Nick Paulson. Nick used to work on the same newspaper as Paul, before the latter moved to TV, but Nick had been caught fabricating pictures and now had to work on newspapers of dubious reputation.
Paul and Nick were NOT friends. They were, as a matter of fact, bitter rivals. Nick was loud and arrogant, a braggart and a liar. Despite being much older, 54, shorter, fatter than Paul and, by any standard, very unattractive, he acted like he was God’s gift to women. And his favorite target seemed to be Mary.
Out of spite, Nick sat on the table with them, despite Paul eyes and face telling him not to.
Mary herself didn’t like Nick him at first sight. She hated his manners. He was unshaven, with a silly moustache to boot, and unkempt, he even smelled like old cologne. But she liked his persistence on getting into her knickers and she tried not to laugh at his terribly rude and perverted, but sometimes extremely funny, pick-up lines. An ugly man with that much confidence was hard to find. She found that quality endearing, despite all his other shortcomings. Obviously she never shared her sympathetic thoughts about him with Paul.
He hit on her all the time, especially in front of Paul, which was refreshing. Everyone else just waited for Paul to leave to do it. His boldness was another point to him in Mary’s eyes. She was always surrounded by man-children, pampered because of their looks. Nick was a man’s man.
His contrast with Paul sometimes would give her naughty thoughts, but she soon erased them, because she couldn’t picture Nick naked. He was repugnant.
- I couldn’t help but overhear, Pete. I’m surprised that, only now, you realized Sweet Tits is too much of a woman for you.
- Don’t call her like that – warned Paul.
Nick would love to put on a macho bravado to Paul but he knew that behind the lanky form, Paul was a strong guy. He saw him in action and knew better than provoke him to his breaking point. He decided to go for another angle.
- Dude, I’m just doing you a favor. I work at the worst rags at the moment. I have to cover all the dirty side of celebrities. What makes you think Mary isn’t one of them?
- This is none of yours business, Nick. We were talking between friends here.
- Come on, dude! What are the odds of her being in the business for so long and not succumbing once?
Before Paul could answer, Jack said:
- He has a point, Paul. Even without enjoying, it’s reasonable to think she had her moments. You guys have split a few times; she got in the business long ago. I trust Mary to be faithful, but who know what happens in that world?
- You guys are assholes! – said Paul. He was clearly angry. Nick decided to go for the killing. It’s not every day you can make fun of a rival.
- I bet she has done it, and often. I even bet she will do it again.
Paul almost jumped at him, but Jack stopped him before too late.
Nick was enjoying the situation and decided to twirl the knife:
- 1000 bucks says I take pictures of her screwing some dude within a month!!!
- I will kill you. Shut up! Jack stopped him again.
- Come on, Paul. Don’t you trust her enough?
- May I say something, Paul? – said Jack.
- Yes, of course. - said Paul, trying to remain calm.
- Go for it!
- What?
- Don’t you want to know anyway? What do you have to lose?
- My marriage, for starters.
- If I were you, I would like to know. If she does, you dump her ass, if she doesn’t, you stop worrying yourself.
- Well, - said Paul, beginning to see Jack’s point. - I don’t have 1000 to spare anyway. I’ll learn it my own way.
- The money’s not a problem – laughed Nick (He almost crossed the table to kiss that Jack fellow. He couldn’t believe Paul was considering it). Plus I have some ears and eyes in the industry. I have more chances to find out than you.
- I see…
- Let’s do it like this, you give me 500 whenever you can if I succeed.
- Ok. I can do that.
- Of course, there is a catch. If I bring you the pictures, you can’t interfere when it’s my turn to try to fuck her.
- Deal – said Paul.
Both Nick and Jack looked at him, surprised.
- Why so easily? – Finally, asked Nick.
- I know in my heart Mary wouldn’t cheat on me, but I can be wrong. I’m sure, however, that she wouldn’t fuck you, ever.
- Fuck you, asshole!
Paul smirked and said:
- One more thing; I agreed, but you have to play fair, violence or drugs aren’t allowed. If something like that happens, I will know, and you will pay. She must be willing.
- That’s fair; - said Nick - the only things I will use to get into her cunt are my charms and my huge cock!! – He laughed. (And some blackmail, of course) – thought Nick.
Both Jack and Paul couldn’t help but chuckle. Nick couldn’t charm a no-teeth-hooker. A big cock wouldn’t help at all in seducing someone as Mary.
This fact, made Jack consider if Nick knew something Paul didn’t. It made him ask:
- Why do you seem so sure she cheats?
Paul also waited for the answer, he hadn’t considered it yet.
- Come on guys, wouldn’t you use that body if you were her? She was built for fucking.

Chapter 7:
- Oh. God! Harder! - Screamed Mary, as John pounded her pussy in missionary position.
- Yeah slut, you love it don’t you?
- Oh, please, go on, talk dirty to me! Pound me. Treat me like the slut I am.
- Oh, I will you bitch! You should quit acting and become a hooker instead. You are missing your true calling in life. You would never be out of money.
And with that, there, by the pool, both came again.
The name calling should have hurt Mary but instead it made the sex hotter.
It was the 3rd time they had fucked that Saturday. John was a dynamo, but he was very unimaginative. He thought power made up for chemistry or creativity.
When Paul had time for sex, he also was a dynamo, but he was also creative and knew what buttons to push. John had no idea.
Regardless, there was 2 hours yet for their return home. She knew John would want her again.
- That was great! – exclaims Nick. He high-fived Ted. Are you sure we have video?
- And a surprise extra for you, my friend. We have audio as well!
- Are you kidding me? How?
- It was a sure thing. John brings his whores to this beach house and has sex by the pool. You own me one.
- I own you big time. I’ll pay you a drink on Monday. Bring me the discs once you burn them. I will sure jerk off a lot to it before using them.
- I told you she put out.
- I should have met you sooner; I tried for years to get her. Now I’ll have the chance.
Mary was right, John wanted it again. This time, they did it in the shower.
Afterwards, in the car, going back home, Mary couldn’t help but ask:
- So, about the movie, did I get the gig?
John laughed and said: “Of course. Regardless of my reputation, I am good to my word”.
- Since you are being so sincere: Would I get the job without fucking you?
- It’s because of what I said during sex, isn’t? Well, since you asked I won’t mince words. You don’t have any acting talent. This role was yours anyway, because I asked the writer to do write it specifically for you.
Mary contained her tears. John looked at her and continued:
- I’m sorry. You aren’t ready, maybe never will. You don’t have IT. But in your case it might not matter, I’m certain you could fuck your way to the top.
- Other girls could do the same. - said Mary, she was almost crying, John words cut her deep.
- They could not, - said John. I screw up-and-coming girls all the time and there are few as hot and willing as you. I realized as I saw you how you despised me, but look how quickly you accepted the offer. I gave you my worst, treat you like garbage and you only came harder on my cock.
- There will be hundreds of directors and casting agents lining up as we speak to fuck you, all you need is phone call from me. Stardom is yours if you want it.

Chapter 8
At dinner, that day, Mary was thinking about what John had said. She was hurt. She was angry.
She decided John was wrong. She wasn’t a slut. She had been a party girl when she was younger, and she played the game to get her career going, but she didn’t like the game.
If that was the price for success, she would quit.
Beside her, Paul was thinking about what Nick had said. Nick was right about some things: Mary was extremely hot. He wasn’t a fool; he also got interested in her because of her looks. Her easy going, party girl image played with his imagination. He jerked off several nights thinking of her.
About the other part, about she going all the way with strange guys for fame; he was embarrassed to consider. The facts were pointing in that direction, but she never gave him anything but love and trust. She never gave him reasons to be worried. Her recent comments were the only of source of concern.
Did she love him at all? He was quite sure she did.
Could she really cheat on him and still love him? That was the hard question. What would he do if he found out the answer was yes?
When Mary arrived at Southgate’s, she went straight to him and told him she had quit. She would not sell herself for a role in a movie.
Southgate was disappointed, but at least he got to enjoy her a little.
As a bonus, he got himself a souvenir: Ted shared the video he short for his friend Nick with him.
Suddenly, as a form of revenge for her letting him hanging, he sent an e-mail to her husband.
When Mary got home, Paul was at the computer.
He was holding back his tears. In the screen, she was giving head to Southgate.
She run away from him and locked herself in the bedroom. She cried herself to sleep.


Chapter 9
When Mary woke up, she didn’t know what do. She couldn’t face Paul.
As soon as she appeared at the kitchen door before she could think of any strategy. He said:
- I saw you. You were fucking him and enjoying it.
- Oh my God, Paul. It is not as you say…
- Yes, it is. Do you hate me so?
- I love you Paul! Love you with all my heart. It’s just… I lack self-control…
- Oh, my God - said Paul. How often?
- Not that much, Paul, just a few times, to get a gig or two. There was never love involved; I just opted to do it because of my career.
- That doesn’t make it better, Mary. It makes you a whore. Paul was crying now. Did you at least get the role?
- Oh, Paul…Yes I did.
- Because of your talents?
- No.
Paul anger mixed with his curiosity now.
- So that’s the man in in the video?
- Yes.
- Did you even try to get the job without screwing him?
- Yes, but…
- But what, Mary?
- As soon as the audition ended, this guy game looking to my boobs. It was clear what was on his mind.
- Mary – Paul tried to reason – Are you sure? People will always look at you like that.
- I know, but he said so. After all was said and done, he called me talentless…he said the only to succeed was using my body.
Paul was thinking things through. He looked undecided. He did believe she was telling the truth, but the underlying meaning troubled him. It didn’t take much for her to go bed with someone else.
Sensing his doubt, Mary was hoping she could salvage her marriage.
At that moment, there was knock on the door.
When Paul opened the door, it was Nick.
Chapter 10
- Not the best moment – said Paul.
- There will never be a good moment for what I brought here, Paul – said Nick. Hi, Sweet Tits! – He said to Mary. She was used to it by now.
- HI, Nick. What are you doing here?
- I came here to collect my money! I have the video!
- What do you mean? - asked Mary. Paul was suddenly quiet and looking guilty.
Knowing Nick and the reference to video, Mary thought Nick was going to show Paul the full video of her performance with Southgate to blackmail them.
Paul knew Nick would use their bet as leverage for his cooperation in seducing his own wife, failing that, he would blackmail them both.
Nick arriving was the worst thing to could have happened for Paul. He was deciding what action to take. Could he dump Mary? He couldn’t. They needed to talk, to see if there was something to salvage. Now, Nick would ruin it. Anything could happen.
Once she remembered Nick mentioned money, she understood further, now Mary had a plan of her as well. She needed to seize the opportunity to turn the tables on Paul (as much as possible). If she played her cards right she could.
Before, she was in position where she was the villain, now Paul had screwed up as well. He probably hired Nick to film her cheating on him. She thought he was better than that.
- I bet your loser husband that you fool around – confirmed Nick
- And Paul went for it? – Mary looked angry at Paul, she was half acting. How could you Paul? – Mary was almost laughing now about the absurdity of the situation.
Paul looked confused. He was almost losing the upper hand with Mary. How did it derail so fast? What about Nick? He assessed his options. He could just kick Nick’s ass and throw him out, but what about the video? Certainly he had copies. I’m fucked. Let’s see where it goes – he thought.
- It was not like that –said Paul grinding his teeth.
- Shut up you too! – said Nick. No drama now. Let’s put this show on the road!
With that Nick put the disc on the player, and the three of them sat on the couch to watch it. Nick was surprised of how easy it was; he expected one of them to stop him, but no. His scheme was going to work better than expected.
- What do you get from this? – asked Mary. Paul was silent, he seemed less angry at the moment. His attention was on the TV.
- 500 bucks.
- Jesus. I taught I was worthy more – she joked.
Nick couldn’t understand why she wasn’t crying or embarrassed, but he played along. Why the hell not?
- Oh, you are. It’s 500, plus a date with you.
Mary loved that. Now she had more ammunition to fight Paul back.
- He sold me out! Spat Mary.
- No – said Paul. It wasn’t anything like that. I just said he could try to seduce you and I wouldn’t interfere. I know you wouldn’t fuck this ugly fucker, so it was a win-win!!
- You sure seem sure of yourself, Paul! –Nick got irritated. But believe me, I will have her sooner or later, I know her type, and after a night with me, she will be my slut, my cum dump! She may be your wife, but when it comes to fucking, I can beat guys like you any day of the week! Mark my words!
- Shut up, Nick!
- Wanna another bet, Paul? Wanna lose again?

The fact Paul didn’t answer made Nick more confident, but Mary’s reaction made he even more. She had her mouth on her lips, hiding her laughter. She sided with him.
As a matter of fact, Nick’s word made her excited. It was the most outrageous thing Nick had ever told Paul and Paul didn’t fight back. Nick gained another point with Mary.
She would never fuck him, though. She almost felt sorry for him.
Nick still didn’t understand what was happening. In his plan, he would call Mary later to talk about the other discs. He thought Paul would dump her, but now he wasn’t sure anymore.
Since the commotion had ended, he decided to watch the TV again.
So did everyone. Paul was thinking about his marriage and this awful situation. Meanwhile, his wife was behaving like a whore on the TV. He was transfixed on it. After a while, he was trying to hide his erection.
Nick got horny, as he did the other times he saw the discs.
Paul’s breath was heavy, but he didn’t move.
Mary‘s face was thoughtful. She was considering if she should teach Paul a lesson, by flirting with Nick or if it would be overkill. Was she in position to do so?
Nick couldn’t hold it anymore. The video, since the first time he watched it, had always successfully put him over the edge. He took his cock out and started to play with it.
His cock was growing. Unlike Nick himself, his cock was a sight to behold. Flaccid, it was 6 inches long. Soft was still thicker than anything Mary had ever seen.
And it was still growing. When Nick looked at Mary’s face, she was looking straight at his cock. He got bold and smiled at her. She got startled, but smiled back.
Mary decision about pretending to flirt with Nick was taken from her. That cock made her hot. She could barely believe it how big it was. She realized that she could now picture herself doing it with Nick. As a matter of fact, she was picturing it right now. It wasn’t repugnant at all, the right word was nasty. She decided she would like nasty!
- So, Sweet Tits – started Nick, realizing he had got her, she was his for the taking – what are the odds of an ugly fucker like me putting this monster in that sweet pussy of yours?
- Oh, Nick. I would say they are getting bigger – giggled Mary.
Paul didn’t seem to listen, engrossed with the movie.
Mary needed that cock. She wasn’t embarrassed to admit it. A woman like her deserved a cock like that. It was only natural.
Nick cock was at full mast now. Mary was calculating her head: It should be 11 inches long (4 inches longer than Paul’s), it should be twice and a half times as thick, as well. It was crooked and full of veins. His man-meat was a full course meal.
It was a cock any slut would live for. Mary said in a sexy voice:
- I definitely say they are quite big.
At this moment Paul looked in their direction. Mary was staring at his monster cock, adoringly. She was red faced, nipples erect. He could swear she was drooling.
He never imagined her like that, so slutty. That gorgeous supermodel of his was looking helpless in lust for an ugly, old and fat bastard. He didn’t remember she looking at him like that, and it hurt him.
He got scared by the sight of Nick’s tool and her reaction. Paul never felt self-conscious about his endowment; he had good 7 inches on him, but Nick dwarfed him. Paul had it all over Nick: looks, age, body, face and even money; but now he felt inferior. He was envious of him. He felt like shit.
He intuited that if he let things run their natural course, he would witness how superior Nick was to him in a few minutes.
He got up, and in stride caught Nick by the collar and pushed him, trying to get him out of the apartment.
- I will give you the money later! Get out!
After Paul opened the door and before Paul could send him away, Mary said:
- Wait a minute.
To the surprise of both, Mary got to her knees and kissed Nick’s cock, which was still out of his trousers, she took 2 or 3 seconds kissing the head, as she was actually draining the pre-cum from his cock.
- You were not kidding when you hit on me, were you? You knew I would succumb to you, didn´t you? That’s some awesome meat. You should have showed it to me sooner.
She tried to put the head on her mouth, it wouldn’t fit. She had forgotten about Paul, who stood there, watching.
- It tastes sooo good! It’s so huge!
Still on her knees, she, with some effort, put the cock back inside his pants, and said:
- I can’t wait for our date. Ask Paul for my number later. With that she winked at him.
Before Paul could say anything, Nick mouthed “loser” to him.
Outside the apartment, two neighbors, a 40 year old father and his 18 old son, looked in shock. Nick smiled at them, in victory. Paul quickly closed the door, looking down.

Chapter 14
When Paul closed the door, Mary waited for his reaction.
Both were extremely horny.
Paul was fighting against it. Mary wasn’t. She kissed Paul. After a while, Paul kissed back.
They went to bed.
Their sex was always great. Mary put him at the top of her lovers list, always. The others were mostly business. Southgate had a dirty mouth she liked, and that was it.
The forbidden side of those encounters excited her, but there was no chemistry. With Paul, the chemistry was always there.
This time, Paul was trying to prove a point. She came so hard so many times, she asked him to stop sometimes. They made love the whole night.
When she woke up, Paul was already up.
He said:
- I still love you, Mary. I want you to know it.
- Oh, Paul. I love you too. Always did.
- I really can’t understand how could you cheat on me and still love me. But somehow I believe you.
Mary couldn’t believe it, she was happier than ever. She screwed up and got away with it. Her marriage was safe.
- But I want to know everything! No details spared.
- Why, honey?
- Because I need to understand. See, I remember everything about us. I was the one who screwed up most of the time. I never cheated on you, but I left you alone so many times, I know I concentrated too much time in my work. I have to forgive you because you always forgave me, but this new woman I am married to, I need to know who she is.
Mary told him everything. Nothing was hidden. He was shocked sometimes, but only because he had met some people she fucked. To them, he was just a cuckold. She told him the whys, the how’s and where’s. She even told what she felt during it.
In the end, both felt relieved. She finally told him the truth. He was relieved because it was not as bad as his imagination led him to believe.
In his imagination, she had fucked hundreds of men and sometimes, more than one at once. In his fantasies, she would look for it. She would offer her services to strangers. It was nothing like that.
There weren’t many men. There weren’t many parties. She always did it to promote her career. It didn’t make it better, but now he could understand.
- We have to figure it out what do now – said Paul.
- What’s your plan?
- Not a plan, actually, just some ideas. First of all, let’s get the discs from whoever have them.
- Ok.
- But now let’s talk about the elephant in the room.
- What do you mean?
- See, that’s the problem. I’m talking about Nick.
- What about Nick, honey?
- You didn’t mention him in your story.
- I never fucked Nick honey.
- Talk to me about what happened yesterday, Mary.
- It was nothing, Paul.
- You are stalling. There is something.
Paul, of course, was right. Mary didn’t know what she would do about Nick. She had decided to be a good wife again, Paul’s forgiveness seemed to have washed her sins, and she was ready to never stray again. To abandon her career for something more dignified.
But the universe seemed to conspire against her. The incident with Nick yesterday was one of the hotter things that have ever happened to her.
- Are you interested in him? - asked Paul, heart on his throat.
- Paul, after everything, are you feeling threatened by ugly, fat Nick? – As she couldn’t face him and tell him a straight answer, she stalled again.
Just then, Paul’s cell rung. It was Nick. He mouthed his name to Mary. He waited for her answer. She nodded. Paul passed his phone along to her but kept listening to the conversation.
She started timid, but soon she was excited, they were flirting. Paul was jealous, he was embarrassed and very much horny listening to his wife arranging a date with a man he has only has contempt for.
No matter how hard he tried. He couldn’t help but think about Mary’s escapades and get excited. He knew that her date with Nick would be the final test for their relationship.
During the day, Mary got ready for her date with Nick. If Nick knew how anxious she was, he would brag to the whole world.
After their talk, Paul understood it was different now. With the others, she was always had the career excuse. This time she didn’t. Even the clothes she chose for the date tonight, told the story; she didn’t normally dressed like that. Maybe Nick hadn’t figured it out yet, but he and Mary knew it. The blackmail was irrelevant, her decision would be based on the strange attraction she had for him, or not.
Paul’s cock had already decided, in his mind, she would give in; she would even be the aggressor this time.
Paul witnessed how Nick affected Mary. He himself never had that effect on her. It was humiliating.
When the time came, Mary was a mess. She had rationalized what she had to do.
The universe had conspired to get her to this point. She would have to decide between her husband, her self-image, and her lust for a big cock.
It was a simple decision, she decided. If she went for the latter, she would have to accept she was a noting more than a cheap cheating slut. She would have to look into the mirror and live with that. The universe’s message was clear.
Paul seemed to think that too. By letting her go, he was betting on her and hoping she would honor their love.
She would be faithful to Paul. She wouldn’t stray again. She swore it to herself.
Now that she had decided what to do, she kissed Paul and went to the door. When she opened, she looked back and trying to calm him, she said:
- Paul. I know I agreed to this, but I know what to do. Trust me! When Paul smiled she asked said - What do you think it will happen? – And blew him a sexy kiss.
“ YOU WILL FUCK HIM” – was Paul single thought.

Chapter 15
In the end, the couple couldn’t imagine the outcome would be so suspense-free.
If Mary had any plans to return home early and untouched tonight (which she didn’t, even though she would only admit this truth to herself later on), Nick destroyed in seconds.
When she got down the stairs at the agreed time, Nick was already on the cab. He didn’t even bother to leave the car and do the gentleman routine. As she entered the cab, Nick was sitting, with his cock already exposed.
- Last chance, Sweet Tits. If you don’t want this in your cunt, just leave now. Otherwise come in.
Her face betrayed her. She was a mask of desire. She loved that. If it were a good looking man, a polite man, a rich man, a model or an actor, she would feel offended.
It was anyone but Nick and his cock. She would have slapped him, instead…
- Oh, Nick - she said. She pushed him to her and kissed him in the mouth, with the other hand, she grabbed his cock, but it was too thick for her hand, though. You do know how to treat a woman! – Nick’s kiss was full of passion and force, she melted in his lips. She looked him in the eyes and liked what she saw.
- Ready to our first date, slut? – asked Nick.
- Yes, but let me warn you: I don’t put out in the first date – she said in mockery.
- Tell him that – Nick snickered, pointing at his erect fuckstick.
- Oh, I’ll tell him, up close…

Mary lowered her head on the big meat; she saw in the corner of her eye that the porter of her building was watching everything. She resisted winking at him, but didn’t resist licking her lips, there was drool on her chin already, she opened her mouth wide, to receive the huge pole.
Mary felt free. After taking the big decision, she decided to enjoy it to the maximum. It was a turning point in her life and she would go with it through the end.
Nick told the driver the address of the restaurant. The driver seemed to be in shock, but obeyed.
During the drive they spoke little, as Mary was occupied herself sucking Nick’s cock. She was making slurping noises and breathing hard. Her job was to make him cum in her throat. She wanted a load in her mouth. She still remembered the taste from last night, she had an appetizer but now she wanted it whole. The taste of the pre-cum was filling her mouth and she was savoring. She knew that when Nick came it would be a huge load, thicker and tastier than she ever had. She smelt it and decided she liked it as well.
Nick once in a while would force her neck onto his cock. She would gag. She wasn’t ready to deep throat it yet. He then would bring her face up and kiss her.
- Look at her cocksucking lips, cabbie. Aren’t they the best?
The cabbie didn’t answer, but he was clearly sweating.
- You really are a slut, aren’t you? I should have fucked you sooner.
- Actually, I’m not yet – said Mary. But it’s your job today to make one out of me!!!
Nick saw in her always she was telling the truth. She was his.
Before the beginning of the official date, Mary swallowed her first load of sperm of the night. I was as good as she imagined. She looked at Nick and saw him smirking. He didn’t realize what he had done to her.
The date itself was quite short, as Nick didn’t have much money. They went to a cheap restaurant by the river.
Mary was wearing a tight-fitted dress, so every eye was on her. Nick arms around her didn’t surprise every person in the place as much as how comfortable she looked cuddled with him. When she looked down at him, because on high heels she was taller than him, she looked smitten. To prove a point, Nick kissed her on the mouth, slobbering at her lips, ruining her make-up. She didn’t seem to mind. They had already done worst in the car.
Mary didn’t remember kissing anyone in public since her marriage. She felt exposed. She felt horny.
The audience even made her hornier. She hoped no smartass had cameras.
At the restaurant, they were in the most hidden table in the corner, kissing, where no one could hear. Nick’s hands were on her thighs, some patrons thought they were seeing her pussy, but they couldn’t be sure.
- Call your husband – ordered Nick. Tell him everything. Put on the speakers, so I can hear.
Mary almost exploded right there, she was sooo into the game, she was hoping that Paul was as well, because she would call him and humiliate him for his rival delight.
- Hi, Honey - she said on the phone. Nick was nibbling at her neck.
- Hi, Mary, you sound weird. Are you coming home already? An hour doesn’t count as a date - Joked Paul. Did you send Nick home crying?
(Paul secretly hoped not, he was too much into the game, as much as Mary).
- Sorry, Honeyyy – moaned Mary. I resisted as much as I could. You would be so proud of me. I resisted 10 whole seconds!! Ok, maybe less! After that I was mouthful with cock! Can you believe it honey? It was a good thing you didn’t bet on it (giggle).
Paul didn’t answer, he just gasped.
- Remember how long it took for me to kiss you for the first time? Nick got his on first try. Actually, I kissed his COCK before kissing his mouth, didn’t I? You shouldn’t have let me come with him, honey, considering I had kissed his cock when it wasn’t even a date yet (giggle).
Nick was laughing. He was getting hornier by the minute.
- When was the last time I even kissed you in public? We are doing that right now. God, he is suck a good kisser, my lipstick is shot. Jesus, one second after the first kiss he got the first blowjob, well, technically the second one, but he finished it this time, in my mouth. His cum is wonderful.
- Think about it honey, he kissed me in public, and then he made me go down on that GLORIOUS HUGE MEAT OF HIM, all this under 10 seconds? It’s kind of a record, isn’t it? He did it in front of the cab driver even! Oh, I was forgetting, do you know, Mr. Evans, the porter of the building? I think he saw my head disappearing onto Nick’s lap inside de car.
- Oh God, sorry Honey. Anyway, I’m his for the night. His hand is in my cunt now, we are in a restaurant. I want to get him to a bed quickly and have that monster in my pussy. I’m dripping wet.
- Wow – both men said. When Paul realized he was on speaker he kept quiet. Nick told him:
- We got get going, can’t have the lady waiting. I’ll return her to you tomorrow if you are lucky. Bye Asshole.
At the restaurant, Mary came on Nick’s hands. At their apartment, Paul Jones was jerking off.
Chapter 16
One day before.
Nick was at home, He was watching Mary’s disc. He was thinking.
Nick Paulson was a loser. Everyone said so. He was ugly, and fat and old. He was a lousy photographer. He had no friends.
Ted was suddenly becoming one. Nick loved to con girls and Ted, due to his connections, supplied him with prime pussy. Plus, he protected him when it was necessary. Nick wasn’t used to kindness. That’s why he showed none to anyone.
He blackmailed the girls. His apartment was filled of videos of girls using their charms to go up on their careers. Sometimes that meant he would make some easy money, but what he liked really was to trade it for sex. There was another, much bigger collections of videos with the girls he bedded. For each girl he blackmailed there were several other videos of him fucking them. He didn’t need to threaten then after the first times. They went willing. Some of them begged.
Over time, he had learned to read women. He could do it very well nowadays. His cock would finish the job.
His fascination with Mary started much earlier, when she and Paul worked together. At that time, he didn’t understand why she would giggle to him sometimes. She was out of his league.
Today, he knew better. She was showing him the way. He waited too much time, planning and scheming, when all he had to do, even before this mess, was to call her and tell her to get to her knees, and she would have done gladly.
He planned to fuck her hard. He planned to do her in public. He planned to humiliate her and treat her like shit. He really liked Mary. He would do it not because he hated her, but that was what she wanted from him. She hoped she would be the man to do it.
The little show in the Jones’s apartment was just an appetizer. It was just her screaming to him what he already knew.
He felt different knowing that he would go to a first date with a beautiful girl and he wouldn’t have to lift a finger to get into her cunt.
You know what; he said to himself, I will give her a chance to start from where she had stopped.

Chapter 17
When Mary and Nick arrived at their destination, Mary realized it was a secluded beach house. He had borrowed from a friend so they could be alone the whole night.
Nick removed his clothes and then he lay down on the bed. He told Mary to strip tease for him. Mary obeyed, there wasn’t much at this point she wouldn’t do. Nick realized that and ordered her to come crawling to the bed. She obeyed. Nick had her cell phone on his hands.
- I will send these photos to Paul. I am sure he will love that, HAHAHA.
Nick was hard. Mary mouth went straight to his cock, he told her to stop.
- The balls first baby, don’t forget to look at me while you do it!
She did it with gusto, meanwhile Nick was taking pictures. Nick realized he had hit the jackpot with the red headed slut.
He decided to try something. It was clear to him she wasn’t pretending. He thought of another test of his control over her.
He subtly raised his legs, so his balls went higher. Now his asshole was on her face. Mary hesitated 2 seconds before attaching his ass like it was a dish of delicious meal. He took a picture of the mirror of the wall, showing the scene.
It was time to return the favor. He got up and tossed her on the bad, where he attacked her pussy with his mouth.
It was too much for her. She had a gigantic orgasm. Only Paul had gone down on her. The other guys didn’t think about her pleasure.
Nick smiled. If she liked it so much so far, imagine how much fun he would have later.
He made her come once again.
Mary was on fire. Her behavior had been alien to her, but she felt better than ever. This was what sex was about.
It was time for the big show. He went for the lube and coated his penis with it. Mary waited. She was anxious.
She was so wet, she was sure the lube wouldn’t be necessary.
Nick lay on top of her and slid his cock slowly inside her. Mary moaned. 4 inches in, it was still pleasurable, it only hurt a little because of thickness, and she could feel her pussy being stretched.
5 inches, 6 inches, 7 inches, 8inches, and then she screamed, it was too much cock too soon. Her pussy was dripping wet and yet she thanked Nick for the lube.
Nick held in place for a little bit and then decided the opposite approach was better. He forced himself all the way in with one big push.
- Take it, you big fucking SLUT!!! You wanted it, now TAKE IT!
Nick had read Mary well. She wanted it to hurt, she wanted to be treated like shit, and to be called names, and she wanted someone creative.
After 10 or 20 strokes, she put her feet around him and kissed him deeply. She was coming non-stop.
- Oh Nick I LOVE YOUR FUCKING COCK. I LOVE IT. PUSH IT! POUND MY PUSSY. HARDER, HARDER, HARDER. CALL ME A SLUT, NICK, I’AM A SLUT NOW. SO CALL ME. YOU CUCKOLDED MY HUBBY NICK, TAKE WHAT’S HIS. PUNISH ME FOR HIS STUPIDITY.
Those words sent Nick into frenzy, he got up and brought her with him, she started to pound her sideways.
- YOU WHORE. ALL YOU NEEDED WAS A REAL MAN WITH A REAL FUCKSTICK AND YOU BEGAN TO ACT LIKE A SLUT. DOES YOUR HUSBAND KNOW HOW EASY YOU ARE? HOW YOU LIKE TO SUCK COCK AND DRINK CUM AND LICK ASSHOLES? HE IS FUCKED, I WILL SCREW YOU IN HIS BED WHEN HE IS NOT THERE. MAYBE I WILL FUCK YOU IN FROM OF HIM. YOU DUMB SLUT.
Mary responded:
- YES NICK, MY STUD. YOU MADE ME A WHORE! CUM IN MY CUNT! FILL MY HOLE! YOU CAN DO EVERYTHING YOU WANT! JUST FUCK ME!
Nick wasn’t finish yet. He started to change positions regularly. He didn’t have the same stamina as her lovers, but he would make her remember it. At every new position, he inserted his cock in her mouth, without asking her. She would gag, but her eyes showed passion. She wanted more.
After fucking her longer and harder than he could, he finally came on her back, as they were doing dog style.
- THAT WAS AWESOME –said Nick.
- YEAHHH – said Mary – it was. She had to agree, for the 1st time someone had outdone Paul. By a wild margin. She came hard several times, and it was FUN, as well. She felt she was in dangerous territory now. There was too much chemistry between the young beauty and ugly old bastard.

Chapter 18

While they rested, Nick sent the pictures to Paul. It was 2am.
- You are so evil – moaned Mary. Poor Paul!
- Whenever you are with me, his name is Pauly. Like a child. You can call me Honey, now.
She wanted to be mad, but it was part of the game; it seemed Nick added more layers to the game every 5 minutes and she liked the game even more.
Nick smirked. He knew she was enjoying his actions. He couldn’t understand what was happening insider her. He was smart enough to take the opportunity presented to him, though.
Mary, without asking, was trying to bring his cock to attention, when it got hard again, she sat on it. This time it went balls deep, with no problems.
- You have a pussy breaker, Honey – said Mary.
- Afraid you won’t feel old Pauly now?
- Now I know why you are so cocky! You could have had me before…I just didn’t know it.
- Yeah. Ho’s see my weapon and fall in love.
- Am I a ho too?
- Oh, Yeah. You are hotter, but you are a ho just the same! – teased Nick.
- Really? You became a gigolo when no one was looking? Tell me how many ho’s have you fucked recently, big man?
- Oh, if you go to my apartment, I’ll show you. Too many to count. I have souvenirs from a lot of ho’s.
- OK. After tonight, I believe you. Am I, at least, the best ho you had?
- This month? Sure! – laughed Nick.
- You are soooo lying.
- I’m not, Ho.
- What I would have to do to be your best ho, then Mr. Stud? I’m certain I can beat them!
- Well – with that Nick slid a finger and tried to insert it in Mary’s anus.
- Oh, my God – exclaimed Mary.
Nick snickered.
- A lot of my ho’s do it for me, but not many can take it all.
- I have never done it.
Nick’s eyes lit up.
- Hahaha, let’s do it, – ordered Nick. I’ll return you to Paul as a three-holed-slut.
As it became recurrent in the last days, it took a few seconds, but Mary complied.
- I have some tools for the job in the bathroom, stay in the bed.
Mary looked at him, mouth agape.
- I know my ho’s – teased Nick.

Chapter 19
Mary considered what was about to happen. It wasn’t the first time someone wanted her anally. Even Paul had tried without success. When she thought about Nick’s size she shuddered.
She would have backed off if it wasn’t for the sight in front of her, Nick was stroking his giant. Nick’s size was scary, but she was under its spell. She looked at his shaft. That monster deserved her anal cherry. Inferior cocks begged for her ass, but this one didn’t beg, it just took what it wanted. She put her head on the pillow, ass in the air, offering her rosebud.
Nick chuckled.
His cock was too big for a first timer, hence, the toys.
Nick spent more than an hour preparing her butthole. It started with lots of lube and small dildos. Once Mary got used to one of them, he chose a bigger one.
Despite the pain, Mary never gave up. She wanted this.
When the dildo was big enough, Nick started the in and out motion, so Mary ass would dilate enough to receive his own cock. The secret was to choose a dildo big enough to make the penetration possible, but clearly smaller than his own, so she could feel him breaking some new territory. That’s how he would hook her on butt fucking.
He smeared his monster with lube. Mary had her eyes close on all fours. She was biting her lips and sweating.
He removed the dildo and inserted his fuckstick in her rectum.
The head got in with a little push and some resistance. Mary winced. Nick smirked.
- This one hurts, go slow! It’s too big!
Nick held the laughter. The head was the hardest part. Now was just forward movement. Soon he had 6 inches in. He stopped once again, this time he took a picture of his cock inside Mary. For show, he removed it entirely and took another one; this one showed the gape he had created on Jones’s wife asshole.
He almost lost it there, but pushed it back inside. Now he was on the 7 inches mark.

- Enjoying it? – He asked.
- Reeeally good. It hurts but it’s beginning to feel good.
He increased the speed and she moaned. He decided it was time to show her.
- Look at me - he said.
She looked back and when she did, she saw it. She had almost half of Nick’s cock inside her.
- You did it, Ho! You got my cock in your slut brown hole!
- Oh shit…- she moaned. It hurts so much now. But it’s so good!!!
- I’ll fuck you for real now, ok?
- Yes, please – she begged. Mary was lost in lust.
Nick pounded her slowly for a few minutes, then he sped up. Mary looked like a lifeless doll on his hands. When she finally came, anally, she was delirious and sweat.
- Oh Mmmyyy Gooood, I’m cuming! Ahhhh! So good, so good!!! – she was screaming.
- I came from assfucking, I can’t believe it. Thank you Honey – she said once she got control of herself.
- Of course, my little cum dump. You are fucking a real man now. And you are welcome, Ho!
Nick had stopped calling her by her name and now it was only ‘Ho. It was so nasty, it only made her hotter. Everyone, including Paul, treated her like she was special. Even Nick did it before this night. Now he was treating her like a cheap whore, his personal cum dump as he just said. The balance had shifted, and she loved it. Now he was special and it was her job to serve him. It was Pauly’s job to cooperate, as the cuckold; the better man had won.
- Am I the best Ho now?
- NO WAY! – screamed Nick (he was play acting, or course). You didn’t take the whole cock yet. There are 4 inches left. Even your husband could go this far!
- (giggle) So, let’s show my husband, won’t we?
- You always have the right answer, bitch!
They kissed each other as newlyweds.

Chapter 20
Paul was watching the discs with Mary and Norman and masturbating. He hadn’t slept yet.
Nick’s pictures sent to his phone made him crazy. He was, finally, for real, a cuckold. No excuses.
He didn’t imagine he would react the way he did.
It was 5am when the phone rang. It was Mary.
- Pauly, do you know where Nick is? – she sound scared.
- What do you mean? What happened? - he was already in motion to rescue her…
- Oh, forget it. I found him. HE IS INSIDE MY ASSHOLE! (GIGGLE)
- Fuck, Mary, you almost killed me here. – Then the gravity of the situation got him- what do you mean..? Oh Jesus, how could you? We never done it!
- Oh Pauly, let’s not cry over spilled milk. Think about it? He made me blow him, kiss him, fingered me and made me cum in public. He made me lick his balls and his hairy asshole; he made me cum harder than ever, all of this in the first date.
- Pauly, sorry, but he deserved it. It was a reward for having such a slut pleaser between his legs. Sluts like me can’t deny anything to a stud like him.
- Oh and if you are still counting: he also broke my virgin asshole and made me cum anally. I think he really beat you, just like he promised he would, don’t you think so too, Pauly? He promised you he would make me his slut didn’t he?

- Did you imagine he could humiliate you so hard? Did you imagine that in a few hours he would make me give him access to all my holes, whenever he wants? Because I just did. It’s not a one-time thing Pauly!
Paul was breathing heavily. Mary was hurting him, mercilessly, but he knew it was part of the fantasy.
- The best part, Pauly. I’m the first of his ho’s to take him whole in their ass! I’m his main ho now. Hence, the nickname, he calls me just Ho, now.
Nick interrupted her, adding salt to the wound:
- She took me balls deep, shithead. As a matter of fact I’m balls deep on her ass now! Your trophy wife can take 11 inches up her shitter. I guess you would never know that, would you? Wait a minute, I’ll send you the pictures.
When Paul received the pictures he almost collapsed. Things went too far too fast.
There were several pics with Nick’s in and out of Mary’s ass. He wanted to show the damage he had inflicted. The most shocking were the last 3, In sequence, he could see: Nick’s cock balls deep on Mary’s ass. She looked in pain in that one. In the next, once again, the man-meat was fully embedded in her anus, but she was laughing to the camera, and the last one, her asshole was completely exposed to the camera, with the cock beside it, the gape was enormous. Nick and Mary were smiling, making the thumbs up sign.
- Pauly, are you there?
- Yes.
- We are just finishing here; I want Nick to send another load up my butthole. We will not close the phone so you can hear ok?
With that, she dropped the phone. Paul immediately started to jerk off again listening to the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh.
When Nick announced he was going to cum, so did Paul.
Paul couldn’t help but be depressed by the fact his cum ended up at the living room floor while his enemy’s ended up his wife’s rectum.

Epilogue 1.

Mary just returned home Sunday night. She spent almost 48 hours with Nick. Mary kept calling Paul to postpone her return. Even after this, Mary couldn’t tell much about Nick, she didn’t learn much about him as a person, on the other hand, and she knew his body from head to toe. She learned to love it, despite the giant belly, the ugly face, the cheesy moustache. His moustache became an attraction for her; she enjoyed it so much against her lips she was sure she would miss it when kissing a man again.
But above all, she loved his cock.
She doubted Nick cared about her as well. To him, she was a fetish: the gorgeous famous wife of his hated rival. She was sure she would brag to the entire world if he had the chance. He cared only about his cock: filling her holes, feeling her tongue, her throat, between her massive breasts. That suited her just fine. She left his cock behind only half hour ago and her holes were already itching for it.
When she came home, Paul was waiting for her.
- Hello, Pauly.
- Hi Mary.
- Sorry for what happened, honey! I’m sorry!
- Are you really?
After a while, she said:
- I should be, but no, I’m not. It was the best sex of my life.
- And everything we talked days ago?
- They are still true honey. I love you and want to stay married to you forever. The difference now is that I found myself sexually.
- And what did you find?
- I do am a slut, I was wrong before. I know that now. Nick saw to that.
- And what does it mean for us?
- It doesn’t mean I will fuck everything that moves. It’s just that guys like Nick entice me. I may succumb again. Do you understand?
Paul had many problems with his answer; specially the word ‘guys’. Regardless, he answered.
- Yes. Honey. I am learning to accept it.
Mary was pleased.
- Ok, good. Here is the thing. Nick wants a repeat next week. Can you leave us here with the house? It’s much bigger than his. You don’t mind do you?
- No honey. Not at all. Can I ask you something?
- Yes, honey, whatever you want.
- Can I stay and…watch? I would love to see him fuck you up close.
- Sure. It will be Nick’s pleasure, I’m sure. Bye, Pauly!

Epilogue 2

Nick did love the invitation. He loved humiliating Paul. Mary was even more submissive to him in front of Paul.
At some point, Paul offered (asked) to do a threesome, but Nick and Mary didn’t accept it, as it would be weird.
In the end, Nick’s visits became a common occurrence at the Jones’s household. It even served to solve the issue about Paul’s recurrent work trips. While he faced his customers, Mary, at home, faced Nick’s huge cock. Paul didn’t have to worry about her being lonely anymore. Win-win for everyone.
The father and son duo, and the porter who saw Nick and Mary together, were rewarded for their silence. Mary blew each one of them. It was the best days of their lives.
Nick recovered all the discs from Ted. As Nick owned him more than one now, Ted proposed a threesome between them and Mary. Nick and Mary went for it, Paul was not sure why, but they didn’t think it would be weird.
Ted was happy too, he had his so wanted fresh cunt, as Nick agreed to let him do her pussy first. After all, he had free access to the gorgeous bitch’s ass. Mary was surprised Ted was involved in everything from the beginning; she thought they were friends, but then she remembered probably all her friends would fuck her if given the chance. She didn’t hold it against him.
It was Mary first double penetration. She got crazy with it. She wanted to repeat it. She just wished the second cock was bigger. Nick took the hint and said he knew just the guys for it.
When she heard the word ‘guys’, Mary eyes lit up.
Days later, Mary was talking to Paul.
- Honey, I’ll get back to acting!
- Really, honey. What made you change your mind?
- We need the money…
- Ok, I see, what else?
- There are these things that you guys told me during this whole thing.
- I don’t get it.
- Every man tells me that I was built for fucking.
- Uh, uh…
- John Southgate told me I would have to fuck my way to the top, and when you consider Nick has made me a slut…
- So?
- I will. I’ll do everything in my power to get there. Why the hell not? I won’t be the first woman to do so or the last.
- Well… it’s a strange conclusion but…
- Paul, we play with the cards we are dealt with, and I what I got was my looks, my body and my libido. They count as power in the world we live in and I have my mouth, my pussy and my ass to use so I won’t waste it anymore. Hollywood, here comes Mary!

THE END.

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Story continuation


Chapter 1
New York
Six months later, at the Jones’s apartment, Jack Thompson is visiting. He is talking with Paul Jones the duo is having fun as they haven’t chat in a while.
Paul was married to Mary, a famous model/actress. After some false starts, her career was at the moment, consistently growing. It was about to skyrocket, some said. Before, she played eye candy characters in movies which had no lines. They had no repercussion for her career.
Now, she had done some small roles on big movies, and big roles in tiny movies. She wasn’t a movie star yet. But she got people talking.
Some celebrities’ magazines complained about the new Mary, they tried to argument she was able to cultivate a nice girl image before, but now she was just another media whore many celebrity shows on TV, her behavior was outrageous, they said. One of them even said: she is the next celebrity sex tape waiting to happen, and I know she is married.
When she decided to do a racier role, with some nudity, the media went crazy. She gave the usual excuse: the role was so meaty she couldn’t refuse it. It was the kind of role she would get awards for.
Between her and her posse, they knew it was part of a strategy. Mary recent roles allowed her and Paul to change homes, she wasn’t so big she had to leave New York, but his new condo housed several small celebrities and rich people. It also offered more privacy. This for the couple was essential.
On the home front, nothing much had changed. Of course, now Mary had assumed she was a full-fledged slut that deep inside she always knew she was, and now Paul knew it too.
Paul continued to live his life as a reporter, without many changes.
The bad part for him was that his hateful rival Nick became part of his everyday life. He even had a key to the new apartment, which he used often.
Whenever Paul had to travel, Mary would call Nick to spend the night. If he was free he would come and fuck her brains out.
Many times Paul would return from his rounds earlier than expected and he would get to see them going at it. Whenever that happened he had to sleep in the guests’ room, but not before a session (or more), of masturbation by the bed, watching the couple in their depravity. Mary even bought a chair and placed it there so Paul could watch them and jerk off comfortably.
All these things didn’t bother him much, the only thing he disliked about Nick having the key, was, what Nick called (and Mary too, even though she never said it in front of Paul’s) ‘Hershey’s nights.
Sometimes Nick would come in at night, unannounced, and that meant Paul had to wake up and go away. Even though Nick’s cock wasn’t always available for Mary, her holes were always available for him.
Hershey’s nights were worse. It was when Nick would arrive, usually drunk and stinking cigars, and catch Paul and Mary doing it. In those instances, Mary would just stop midway whatever they were doing, and because Nick didn’t do sloppy seconds, Mary would then just offer her Hershey highway to him, on the spot, as Paul couldn’t yet touch that hole.
Paul then would have to finish it by himself, with his hands, at the new chair, while Nick sodomized his wife.
The day after Hershey’s nights were the happiest for Mary; as a new found slut, she believed Hershey’s nights were the perfect demonstration of her new status. Even thinking about it made her horny, she couldn’t believe how nasty it was, to just unmount your strong, honest and devoted husband, leaving him with blue balls, and spread your ass cheeks to his ugly, fat, old enemy, just because he has a HUGE COCK, and then take it whole inside her ass.
She and Nick never forgot to humiliate Paul when that happened. It was an important part of their role-play:
- Ho, tell the fluffer to get out. The talent has arrived!
- Petey, go play with the other kids, Dad is home and Mommy is horny!
- Thanks to warm her up for me, wimp!
- Amateur hour is over; let the pro take over from here.
Mary was even proud she didn’t need any preparation anymore. She didn’t need to lube or even spit to receive the massive fuckmeat in her brown hole. Assfucking was such an integral part of their constant lovemaking, she was always open and loose for him.

to be continued

Johnboy

I'll pretend to be an insulting, smug, asshole if you'll let me fuck your wife

Their threesome dynamic was already in place, so was Mary career progression, but Paul couldn’t help but worry about both.
Mary seemed to be happy about everything. The strategy John Southgate had created for her was working, but Paul thought it was the wrong one. Being called a whore daily by celebrity sites was a good strategy to some, but he couldn’t see in what it would be help Mary, a married woman, to establish herself as a real actress.
As per Paul request, Mary didn’t authorize pictures of Paul in the media. This was helpful, but there were still other security issues.
Once a reporter asked her: who is the man, who was constantly visiting you at nights? She pretended to not hear the question but later Southgate and she worked overnight to concoct a story for Nick.
In it, the photographer was a friend of Paul’s (not Mary), who would often exchange trade tips to each other. Southgate even went further and added, as a joke, that Nick’s was a mentor to Paul. The people who knew Paul from the time they worked together would have found that hard to believe, but Southgate expertly arranged some events where they would act as friends in front of an audience, before making the story public.
This, however, was the subject of Jack current questioning.
- Can you explain what this story about Nick and you being friends is? – asked Jack.
- Well, it’s true – said Paul.
- Do you think I’ll believe you? Is something wrong? Does he have something on you?
- No, of course not.
- Come on, Paul, last time we talked you and Nick were sworn enemies…
- Jack…- Paul hesitated, he considered telling Jack everything, but he was embarrassed. He thought for a while and, in the end, he realized he needed to tell someone. - What I have to tell you, you have to keep your mouth shut.
- Oh, I knew it - smiled Jacked. What happened? Is he blackmailing you?
- I wish it was so simple… I wished it was something illegal.
- You are not making any sense. Illegal is right up his alley.
- He isn’t doing anything wrong…
- What the fuck? So tell me, I will never guess then.
- Remember the last time we talked? We were taking about Mary and Nick listened?
- Yeah, of course, what an asshole! He wanted to bet Mary would cheat. You are still together, aren’t you? Fuck him.
- Well, I never did tell you the outcome of the bet… I’m so ashamed.
- Whhhattt? She was cheating, and you forgave her?
- Yes.
- Wow, sorry Paul. Never expected that from Mary. That is awful!...
- Yes. It was very traumatic, but we dealt with it.
- Good. – Jack looked to Paul and saw he wanted to talk more. Shit, there is more isn’t it?
- Yes.
- Who she was seeing?
- No one in particular – Paul answered, already regretting, but determined to share everything with his friend. A few guys at her line of work, once in a while.
- Jesus – said Jack. Then he realized Paul was still trying to talk. Oh, my God, you are trying to tell me it is not the end of it?
- Not even close – Paul sighed. Do you remember the terms of the bet?
- Fuck! Yes, I do, some bullshit about you letting him try to seduce Mary… wait, wait, wait…are you telling you did let him?
- Yes – whispered Paul, in shame.
- What? - At this point Jack had figured it out, but he wanted to hear from Paul’s mouth. Jesus, Paul, are you dumb? How could you?
- He tricked me.
- Shit, I would have guessed that, and what happened? – Jack thought it was too fucked up to believe. In some point he stopped being sorry for his friend. He deserved it for being so stupid. He wanted to know the nasty stuff. He had already guessed Nick had succeeded in bedding Mary.
- He did fuck her – finally said Paul. After finalizing confessing this, Paul, oddly, relaxed.
- Holy Fuck! How? Did he drugged her, blackmailed her? Tricked her?
- No, unfortunately, he respected the terms of the bet.
- That’s impressive of him. So how did he do it?

- Just like he said, he just needed some time alone with her to show her his ‘charm’ and his huge cock. A lot more the latter than the former –Paul sighed.
- Wow. Gotta respect that... – upon realizing he was hurting Paul, he said - Sorry Paul, but you did screw up!
- Yeah. At this point I can’t be offended anymore.
- So, when was that? How long did he pursue her?
- Just a week later – said Paul. Jack sensed that Paul’s attitude had changed. He could see now that Paul was horny telling the story. Fuck, he was too. Paul was somewhat even proud of it. Let me tell you the details…
Paul told Jack everything. Jack would have to jerk off to it at night. He couldn’t help but mock Paul once again:
- Well, whenever I see Nick I’ll pay him a beer. It’s not every day you beat your enemy and score a grade` A` pussy so masterfully.
- Fuck you! –Paul was mad, but smiling when he said it.
- And I guess you are saying that now he frequents your house…
- Whenever he wants to fuck her again. She is addicted. I guess I’m addicted to watch too.
- Wow, Paul. I never expected this from you. Or Mary.
- I know.
- And he even assfucked her? He broke her ass cherry!
- Yes, he does it all the time now.
- You know Paul. I would really like to see Nick fucking Mary.
- Get the fuck out! Are you kidding?
- No. Mary is hot. I’d love to see her fucked in the ass by a big cock.
- Maybe someday – joked Paul.
Chapter 2
Later that night, Mary and Paul talk about their day, during lovemaking. Paul ended up talking about the conversation with Jack. She laughed. She is happy Paul opened his heart to someone, but she was intrigued by Jack’s comments.
The next day, when Paul left for word, Mary called Nick immediately. She tried not to show her eagerness when Paul is around, but as soon as he announces he is leaving, Mary’s pussy starts to leak. Nick’s phone is on speed dial.
15 minutes later, Nick arrived. Within an hour, Mary’s asshole is overflowing with sperm. She had come 4 times during this time.
Nick is lying on his stomach, he tells Mary:
- Lick my ass, Ho.
Mary gets on top of him, and spreading his cheeks, dives in. Around Nick, she has no ego, no shame. She loves it.
- You can’t believe what I heard! – says Mary.
- What was it?
- Do you remember Jack Thompson? (slurp)
- Yeah, Paul’s blond wimp friend (snicker). In a way, he helped me getting to you.
- Yeah… (giggles). I have to thank him someday.
- What about him?
- (slurp) Paul told him about us!!!
- Really, HHAHAHAHA! And what he did?
- He mocked Paul, but he also said he would like to watch us!
- That’s fantastic hahahaha! What do you think?
- I like to show off (slurp)!!! Let’s do it.
- Nahh – said Nick. Is he still dating that blond slut?
- Tina? Yeah.
- Let’s make a deal. You set me up with the blondie hottie, I let him watch me fuck you!
- (slurp) Sooo wicked! I’ll see what I can do (giggle).
Finally, after Mary’s tongue brought his cock to attention, Nick decides it’s time to some pussy fucking.
When Paul arrives, an hour later, Mary is screaming her 7th orgasm of the evening. When they leave the room to get some water, she playfully brings Nick by his penis.
Paul goes straight to the guest room.
Chapter 3

When Nick gets home, his son, whom he only learned of in the last few months, is away. The boy was the result of a fling 18 years before. At that moment in time, Nick didn’t fuck beautiful woman. Therefore the boy didn’t have much luck. He had his father facial features and the skinny body of his mother.
She had died a year before. The young man, name Timothy, or Timmy, surprised Nick with the news of fatherhood. Nick wanted out, but didn’t see how. He let the boy crash at his apartment.
Nick knew nothing about the boy, but he should have known a couple of things:
One was that he was one of the biggest fans of Mary Willis in the world. Back at his home on New Jersey, his room was filled with her pictures and videos; he followed her career in detail. Nick’s constant visits at the Jones’s let the boy curious.
Another one is that he only decided to move in with his father after reading about his relationship with Paul Jones and Mary Willis. He expected do meet her. In his dreams he would seduce her. His actual plan was to **** her.
Timmy was always asking Nick questions about Mary, which he dismissed as media talk. Nick would love to brag about fucking the model, but he would do it when he got tired of her, which, at the moment, looked to be years ahead. Plus he didn’t know Timmy well enough to trust him.

Paul was at work. He was in the newsroom checking his e-mails, finishing an article and waiting for a new assignment.
The new intern was looking at him. Paul was annoyed already by the boy: two months in the company and he already took liberties with everyone, plus he couldn’t stop asking question about Mary. Not only that, but the boy, whose name was Timmy, always looked like he couldn’t fathom how Mary had fallen for him. It was offensive to Paul to think that a boy that age, 18-19 years old could look down on him that way. Timmy was extremely disrespectful to him and crass when speaking about Mary.

An hour later, Paul goes to bathroom. While he is peeing, someone takes the urinal beside him. He isn’t paying attention.
- It’s not fair; a woman like Mary shouldn’t have to settle for that!
- What?! - Paul interjected.
- I expected you to have a big cock, it would be explain things a little bit. What does she see in you?
- Fuck off! Are you retarded?
- Look at this – Timmy said, pointing downwards – She deserves this!
When Paul looked at the boy penis, he was shocked. He couldn’t tell if it was bigger than Nick’s, but at least it was in the same ballpark. It looked huge and heavy. Any woman who appeared in the bathroom at this exact moment would chose the boy’s over his, he was sure. It was something Mary would enjoy indeed. He erased the thought in his mind immediately.
- I bet she would enjoy that, wouldn’t she? – The boy asked. Paul was silent. She would love it in her pussy, I know that, maybe someday…
- Listen Timmy – said Paul. Don’t come near me anymore or I will report you. This is outrageous.
While Paul left, Timmy was smirking.
When Paul got to his desk, he decided he would avenge this affront.
Chapter 4
It’s Saturday and Paul wakes up late. He smells coffee and hears familiar voices in the kitchen. It’s Tina Hardy, another model, who shared the same agent as Mary for a while. She happens to be Jack’s girlfriend and Paul’s former lover, before Mary. He overhears their conversation.
- So, Mary…Jack told me about the new arrangement.
- What arrangement? – Mary blushes, surprised.
- You and Paul… and Nick Fucking Paulson!
- Oh my! He told you that?
- So it’s true?
- Yeah.
- How could you?
- Well, I just realized I’m not a one-man woman. I love Paul, but I missed this in my life, and now I have it.
- Wow, you aren’t even embarrassed.
- I was but not anymore. I am happy. I have a loving husband in Paul and great sex with Nick. Scratch that, I have fantastic sex with Nick. Just thinking about his cock makes my day. Then I have to change my underwear. I want his huge fuckstick all the time in any of my holes.
- …You became a slut…
- Yes, and I am proud of it, I’m a slut for huge cocks…
- …and Paul is your cuckold…
- ..I guess so, but I love him too much to say that out loud or to thinking about him this way. You can’t brag about Jack anyway. He would love to watch Nick and me.
- Get out!
- Yeah, he would, he said so himself. Nick is willing, as long as he can fuck you!
- Pfft, he will die wanting it. Both of them! God, Nick is so ugly!!!
- You would enjoy it! Nick would make you cum so hard! Jack would jerk off to it, just like Paul. You won’t care how ugly Nick is when 11inches are deep in you reaching your womb and making you squirt!
- Stop that. I will throw up! Paulson is hideous and I’m not a slut. I have no desire to fuck Nick. For his benefit or Jack’s.
- Oh, what a role reversal, isn’t Honey! You were supposed to be the wild one. You don’t have to lie to me. Your nipples are hard as a rock!
- Stop Mary. This is not funny!
- I have a video of us together, do you wanna see it?
- I didn’t know about the video – interjected Paul. Both girls looked in surprise.
- The sleeping beauty woke up – said Tina.
- Yeah, and now I’m late for gym. I have to run. See you guys later.
- Bye Honey! – said Mary
- Bye Paul! - said Tina.
- So… do you wanna see some good homemade porn? – asked Mary, smiling.
- Sure! – answered Felecia.

Later that night, Tina is restless in the bed. She is dreaming about big cocks. The events of the day took her toll on her. Even after a good session with Jack, she is still horny.
In her dreams, there are cocks of all colors and all shapes, the only common trait is their size. They are all pussy breakers, ass destroyers, thick fucksticks. After a while the cocks in her dreams become recognizable. One is from the mysterious man, the other is Nick’s, from Mary’s video.
The video was impressive; she ended up masturbating on Mary’s couch, while Mary made fun of her.
Soon, in her dreams, she was fucking Nick. She never imagined herself dreaming about Nick Paulson. She had dated many men. Jack was a fine specimen, a quarterback type. She dated Paul and even though he was smaller, he was leaner and attractive. She dated many other men. As Mary had said, Tina Hardy was the wild one in the duo. They didn’t start as friends; they became friends through their men. It was crazy she was dreaming about Nick, Mary’s booty call, while having much better options available.
But, the fact was, she was masturbating thinking about the ugly man. She wanted his cock in her mouth, and in her pussy.