Two of my best friends from college - Greg and Nick - each live about 2 hours from me, although in different directions. We try to get together four or five times a year, to play golf or watch a bunch of football together. Usually we meet at Greg's place because he lives in a really fun small town with lots of great bars, and his wife loves to have us over and cook for us and laugh with us and relive old times.
Greg met his wife Cathy in college, and they've been together since they were freshmen. Over the years, Greg had gotten very fat and lazy, drank all the time, and was kind of a slob. I loved him of course, but he was a mess, and all indications were that their sex life was pretty lame because she was kind of disgusted by him.
Greg invited Nick and I down on a Saturday one fall to spend the day watching football in his favorite bar. I was recently separated at the time, and my kids would be with my ex that weekend.
Nick always got there before I did, since he didn't have young kids, whereas I always had several soccer games to attend on fall Saturdays. Greg and Nick liked to get to the bar early, like, when it opened at 11, so Cathy would normally drive them to the bar, then come home to wait for me, then drive me to the bar.
In college, Cathy ran with a group of five other girls, three of whom I had slept with at various times over those 4 years. One, Nikki, was a regular booty call for me in college - we'd hook up when we were drunk usually.
Nikki also lived near the town where I lived with my then wife, and I had slept with her a few times over the waning days of my marriage too. She was a lifetime bachelorette who never wanted commitment, so when I reached out to her for sex, she was all in.
Nikki told me one time that, during a recent college girls reunion weekend, of course they were talking about sex (girls are worse than guys when it comes to this) and the topic of me and my dick came up. It was no secret that I was pretty well endowed, and was voted biggest dick in my fraternity (and yes, that was meant to be a double entendre).
The three that I had slept with reminisced about my dick and in particular my large loads, and Cathy complained that Greg had these little tiny loads, but since he was the only guy she had ever been with, she assumed that was normal. Cathy also confided in them that she'd always had the hots for me, and if she ever got the chance, she'd jump my bones. I laughed when Nikki told me this, and chalked it up to drunk chick talk.
Cathy had always been the chubby type. You could call her fat and it might or might not be a stretch, but chubby was a more accurate term. Short with really big tits, and a nice shape even if it was a bit larger of a shape. She wasn't either ugly or pretty, she was maybe slightly above average, but sexy in her own way.
On this particular Saturday visit, I was expecting to leave home around 12 and get to Greg's around 2, but my daughter's second game was cancelled at the last minute, so I was able to get on the road 90 minutes early. I texted Greg to let him know, and he said he'd let Cathy know.
Greg and Cathy lived in a very nice neighborhood, a nice house with four bedrooms, three baths, typical upper middle class place. I pulled up and saw Nick's car out front, but none in the driveway. Then I let myself in the house as we always did. No knocking or anything was ever required and the door was never locked.
I stepped in and said "hello", but heard no answer. I thought maybe Cathy was on her way back from taking them to the bar, so I trudged up the stairs with my bag to my bedroom.
Greg and Cathy started their family early, and his kids had been out of the house for a few years, so they basically had 3 guest rooms. Nick always slept in the first bedroom, and me the second, and we shared the hallway bathroom. When I drive more than an hour or so, I always wear a tee shirt and gym shorts with flip flops, just for comfort, and I wanted to change into a golf shirt and nicer shorts once I arrived. So I stepped into my room, kicked off my flip flops and stripped off my tee shirt.
Grabbing my toiletry bag, I headed for the hall bathroom, intending to brush my teeth and freshen up a bit. The bathroom door was closed, which, looking back, should have struck me as odd, but it didn't, and I flung the door open.
Imagine my surprise to find Cathy standing in the bathtub, naked, having just stood up to get out of her bath. Foamy bubbles clung to her huge breasts and slowly dripped off.
I froze, and she froze. Normally you'd imagine the man quickly averting his eyes and running out with a slew of apologies, and the woman screaming as she covered her naked body. But for a full five seconds, we just stood and stared at each other, my eyes mesmerized by her huge tits dripping with bubbles.
I finally looked at her eyes and snapped out of my trance.
"Cathy, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were even home, I'm sorry," I mumbled as I backed out of the bathroom.
"Phil," she said. "Wait."
I looked back and she was wrapping a towel around her body and was stepping out of the tub.
"It's not your fault, I didn't know you were coming early and I wouldn't normally use this bathroom. Our tub is out of commission while we have the bathroom remodeled."
I turned to face her, and it was obvious that I was getting a hard on, my cock sticking out through my gym shorts. Cathy noticed.
"Oh my, look at you" she said, stepping closer to me. She ran her fingertips along the shape of my shaft in my shorts.
After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and said, "OK, might as well see what all the fuss is about."
Cathy dropped to her knees and pushed me back against the vanity. Grabbing the waistband of my shorts, she pulled them down and off, my cock springing up and almost hitting her. She grabbed my cock in her hand and squeezed it.
"Jesus Christ," she whispered, bringing her other hand up to squeeze as well. She pumped my cock with both hands while she stared right at it.
I wasn't sure her intentions, and as much as I enjoy a good hand job, here she was on her knees in front of me, so in my mind, the natural course of things would be for her to suck my cock, so I said, "open your mouth."
She looked up at me, our eyes met, and she opened her mouth. I pushed the head of my cock past her lips and into her mouth, and she continued to work me with both hands. Her oral game wasn't the greatest, but the situation was hot, and her hands felt good. Watching my cock going in and out of my best friend's wife's mouth was blowing me away, no pun intended.
I reached down and ripped the towel off of her body, unleashing those big tits. I reached down to squeeze them and pinch those giant nipples for a few minutes. Then I moved my hands to the back of her head and tried to force my cock further into her mouth.
I taunted her a bit.
"Your slutty friend Nikki can take almost my whole cock into her mouth, she doesn't need her hands, and she can swallow my whole load. But your friend Deb, did she tell you how I came in her mouth and it shot out her nose? I hope you're ready, because I'm gonna come soon and it's gonna be a lot, not some weak ass load like your husband."
She never slowed her pace, and in fact increased it a bit. With a grunt I filled her mouth with cum, and as she struggled to take it all, I could see some leaking out of the corners of her mouth. It wasn't my biggest load because I had jerked out my big morning load a few hours earlier, but it was still a bigger load than she'd ever had. She swallowed as best she could, managing to get most of it down.
When I was done throbbing in her mouth, she released my cock.
Looking up at me, she said, "Holy shit, that's alot of cum."
I laughed and said, "I tried to warn you!"
As she stood up and wrapped her towel back around herself, she said, "The girls weren't lying, that's a serious dick you've got there. I can't believe little Nikki could take it all in her mouth and inside her, she's so little."
Just then our phones buzzed at the same time, a group text from Greg telling Cathy that I'd be coming earlier than expected.
Haha ooopps, a little too late.
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We cleaned ourselves up and Cathy drove me to the bar. No more words were spoken about the blowjob, it was like nothing happened. We chatted and laughed like the two old friends we were.
Greg and Nick were two sheets to the wind already when I got there. These guys still drank like we did in college, whereas I'd slowed down both due to age and health reasons. I didn't like being shit faced drunk. So I ordered Vodka and soda, but secretly told the bartender to only put vodka in every third drink. By contrast, Greg and Nick pounded beers and shots like they were 21.
Don't get me wrong, I always had a blast and we laughed as hard as we always do at the same stupid jokes and stories, I just didn't need to get totally wasted to have fun anymore.
By 7 or 8 o'clock, these guys were toasted and the bar staff had had enough of them too. Cathy had come back to the bar around 6 to have a drink and catch the end of our shenanigans, then drove us back to Greg's house. We sat around for a few more hours sipping beers and watching the late games, but eventually Greg excused himself to go to the bathroom, and that was the end of him. That was his way of saying goodnight without saying it.
Cathy went to check on him and confirmed what we all knew - passed out face down on their bed, dead to the world for the next 12 hours.
By now it was about 10, and we'd all had enough. Nick went to his room to crash, he'd be passed out in five minutes too. Cathy disappeared into her room with Greg snoring light a banshee, and I retired to my room as well.
A half hour later, I was still awake, scrolling through my phone checking all the scores from the day. I heard my door open, and was surprised, but not really I guess, to see Cathy step into the room. She didn't say a word, I have no idea if she was expecting me to be awake or not, but she saw that I was and crossed the room toward my bed.
tanding next to the bed near my head, she pulled her night shirt up over her head and off, remaining there while I looked over her naked body.
Like I said, Cathy was chubby. Plump even. Fat would be a stretch. But she was sexy because she was shapely and had huge tits, the biggest I had ever had my hands on.
As if waiting for instruction, Cathy watched as I moved from my somewhat sitting position, and slid down so that I was flat on my back. She understood, and climbed onto the bed, planting her pussy on my face. (I was assuming/praying that she didn't somehow wake Greg before this and coax a load out of him.)
Cathy's pussy was like the rest of her - plump - with meaty lips that were already wet. I'd guessed that she probably was in bed next to Greg fingering herself while she pondered whether to come in and see me.
She was all in now, rubbing her juicy pussy lips across my lips and grinding hard on my mouth, my tongue reaching way up inside of her. She bucked like a bronco as she rode my face, ultimately grabbing my hair with both hands and shuddering to a stop, her orgasm evident in her movements.
In the meantime, I had worked my shorts off and was fully hard. Cathy was in a bit of a daze as she came down from her orgasm, so she didn't notice that I had taken my shorts off and was scooting her down my body. She became aware of my cock at the entrance of her pussy just as the head parted her lips, bringing her out of her trance.
She whispered urgently, "No, you can't fuck me."
Too late, I lifted my hips and drove my cock up into her, holding onto her hips as I did so as she initially tried to escape. Once my cock was buried 7 and a half inches up inside her though, all resistance was lost.
Cathy sat up straight and once again rode me like a horse. I now had full access to those big tits, and I took advantage. Grabbing each with one hand, I squeezed and pulled the nipples, then let go to watch them bounce up and down as she humped me. She fucked me for all she was worth, and as I sensed her starting to come again, I flipped her over and started pounding away.
I grabbed her little feet and spread her legs wide, assaulting her pussy and watching those big tits flop all over the place. Getting her knees locked behind my elbows, I leaned forward and exposed her completely, her plump pussy lips gripping my cock as I pounded her fat pussy. She was gurgling and moaning as I jack hammered her, and I let loose a load that filled her completely as it squished out around my cock.
When I was spent, I dropped her legs and rolled off of her, landing next to her out of breath.
Cathy rolled over to look at me and said, "You weren't supposed to fuck me."
I responded, "Well, I didn't know the rules after you sat on my face. You probably weren't supposed to blow me this morning either."
We laughed and she grabbed her shirt and left the room.
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The next morning, I woke fairly early as I usually do. Cathy was up too, as neither of us had had a ton to drink and were not hungover. We had coffee together at the breakfast bar in her kitchen and again, chatted like nothing had happened. I was in the same gym shorts and tee shirt from yesterday, and she was in her unflattering grandma pajama bottoms, but wearing a tank top that barely contained those massive mammeries.
Normally, I would have left after the cup of coffee, preferring to get on the road by 7 or so and be home by 9. I knew from past experience that Greg and Nick slept in the next day, as Greg would always text me that he woke up hungover.
But I decided to hang around a bit on this day.
Boldly, I said to Cathy, "I really like those big tits of yours. Let me see them."
She looked at me and pondered for a second, then left to go upstairs. She came down a minute later (after checking to see if the boys were still passed out), stood in front of me and pulled her tank top town under those fat tits. Pushing them together with her hands, Cathy shook them back and forth, jiggling them for me, to my delight.
After a minute of this, she stepped toward me and pushed those big tits into my face, and I rubbed my face back and forth between them, motor boat style, and then I grabbed them and started licking the nipples.
Cathy pushed me away and said, "Go sit on Greg's chair," pointing to his favorite recliner where he spent the majority of his time. I followed her instruction and sat down, and she dropped to her knees in front of me, pulling my shorts down. Cathy gave me a couple long licks and a few head bobs, then gathered a wad of spit in her hand and rubbed my shaft to lube me up. She then removed her tank top and began to slide my cock up and down between her tits. My cock essentially disappeared between the flesh of those big mounds.
"Tell me when you're about to come," she said. "I want to try to swallow your cum again."
"OK, but it will even more than yesterday," I warned.
"I'm ready," she said with a smile.
A minute later and I was on the verge.
"I'm gonna com. Now!"
Cathy clamped her mouth on the head of my cock but didn't take more than the head, allowing plenty of space in her mouth to collect the first few shots, swallow, then gather the rest similarly. I heard her gulping and her throat muscles contracting as she sucked my fluids into her belly.
When she was done, I went to kiss her, but she stopped me.
"No kissing," she admonished me. "Too personal."
I laughed to myself. She sounded like a prostitute. Swallowing my cum twice isn't personal but kissing is. OK then.
I hung around another few hours, and eventually Greg and Nick woke up.
Cathy made us all breakfast as Nick and I prepared to leave.
I asked Greg what his plans were for the rest of the day, and he slapped Cathy's ass and said, "Hoping to get laid."
I laughed and said, "Good luck, enjoy my sloppy seconds."
We all had a good laugh as this was common banter between us, but little did he know.....
Embellished slightly in a few ways, and the dialogue obviously is as best as I can recall, but for the most part a true story. This story involves a wife cheating on her husband. If that's not your cup of tea, feel free to move along. All comments, good or bad, are appreciated. Everyone involved is over 18.
These stories are a part of my journey from unhappily married man, to very sexually active divorced man.
You might remember Cathy and Greg, college friends of mine from way back in the day. On a weekend visit many years ago, Cathy blew me in the bathroom when I accidentally walked in on her bubble bath, and I fucked her later that night after Greg and our friend Nick passed out drunk. (See "Best Friend's Wife").
About a week after that encounter, I heard from Cathy, who asked when I was coming to visit again. Our first encounter was in late October, and normally I come back down in January for a day of watching playoff football.
But Cathy apparently couldn't wait until then. She wanted me to come visit again and have a repeat of the prior week. Apparently after our encounter, her sex drive was re-awakened, but Greg was useless sexually, having gotten quite fat and out of shape over the years and disinterested in sex.
It would be odd for me to visit within a few weeks of my prior visit, and even more so to visit without Nick being there as well. That was how we rolled, and had for years. I reminded her as much.
But Cathy was scheming.
"I'll tell Greg that I want to fix you up with a friend from work, and then when you get here I'll tell you that she had to cancel, but you'll stay and hangout anyway since you were already here."
I pondered this. Like I said previously, Cathy was plus sized- short and chubby. You could call her fat and it wouldn't be off base. But she carried it well, and she wasn't unattractive.
It was fun to fuck her under the prior circumstances, with her husband passed out drunk, but a special 2 hour trip didn't seem worth it.
Plus, how would we pull it off? Last time, I surprised her in the tub when I arrived early, with her husband already at the bar with Nick. This resulted in a cum swallowing blowjob. Later that night, she snuck into my room and fucked me after the others passed out. In the morning I fucked her big fat tits and came in her mouth again while her husband and Nick slept off their hangovers.
The dynamic would be different with just me there. Greg and Nick wouldn't have their normal head start at the bar, and since I'm not a huge, pass-out-drunk drinker, Greg probably wouldn't get super hammered either.
Cathy had the answer.
"He's planning to play golf with a group of guys he met at his new job. He'll gone by 7 and not back til after noon or one. The weather looks ok Saturday so they'll definitely play. You can come in the morning and we'd have 3 or 4 hours."
Sounded like a solid plan. But again, was it worth it. Fucking my buddy's wife in his own house was taboo and a dick move for sure, but I had done it once, so that wasn't really the issue. The issue was - why? Why take the time to drive 2 hours each way for a chubby piece of ass? I get plenty of hot ass at home. Why risk it?
Easy answer - because I can!
I had leverage here, so I wanted her to tell me why she wanted me to come back so quickly.
"What's the rush," I asked. "I'll be back in a couple months, and we'll probably have the same opportunity as the last time."
"Because I realized after you left that I hadn't been fucked good in a long time, and now I want more. Greg hardly touches me anymore, and when he does he's about half hard. He can't even fuck me from behind because he's so fat and his dick is about half of yours. And with my big ass you need a big dick lol."
"OK, I'll come, but here are my conditions. You be on your hands and knees on your bed when I get there. And be wet because I'm not warming you up. I'm just going to get behind you and shove my cock all the way into you in one thrust."
"Oh God ok. What else?"
"After I come, you're gonna clean my cock and balls off with your mouth."
"Oh that's hot. Is that all?"
"No. I want you to deep-throat me, and I want to fuck your ass."
"Oh shit I haven't had my ass fucked in forever. I don't know, your dick might be too big. And I don't know how to deep-throat."
"Take it or leave it," I offered.
"Oh I'll take it!" she replied.
Cathy made all the arrangements, telling Greg that she was looking to fix me up with a friend from work.
I then heard from Greg, asking me to come down the following weekend to meet some "hot piece of ass" that Cathy knew. He told me he'd be golfing til about 1, but we'd all go out for drinks and dinner later that afternoon, so I should arrive whenever.
He probably didn't think "whenever" meant 9:00 am.
I arrived as scheduled between Cathy and I just before 9 a.m. I locked the door behind me and went up the stairs, made a sharp left and walked into the master bedroom. As instructed, Cathy was naked on all fours, her fat ass wide open and staring at me. I stripped out of my clothes, dropped them at the doorway and walked toward the bed. She didn't make a sound, and we didn't acknowledge each other in any way.
Climbing on the bed, I knelt behind her and ran my hard cock in and along the crack of her ass while I gently massaged her cheeks. Cathy began squirming as I dropped the head of my cock between her legs and ran it along her meaty, wet slit.
Without warning, I slapped her ass, hard, and she let out a yelp. I slapped the other cheek, then slammed my cock home, grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking her head back. Over and over I plowed into her, her fat ass slapping back against me and making not just waves, but tidal waves of cellulite up her ass and lower back.
It must have been a long time since she was fucked like this, because she was wild. One of my conditions was dirty talk, and she did not disappoint.
"Oh God yes, fuck my pussy, pound my cunt and slap my fat ass. That cock is so big, I need it, keep fucking me, and don't stop until you shoot a huge load of cum into me, please, fuck me and give me your cum!"
Cathy buried her face in the pillows, and my assault on her cunt was relentless, lasting at least 10 solid minutes. Finally I yanked her hair by the roots, causing her head to snap back.
"Grab my balls slut, I'm gonna cum into your fat pussy."
Cathy reached back with one hand and massaged my balls while I pounded her, and it didn't take me long after that. I reached under her and grabbed ahold of those big udders and unleashed a big morning load deep into her pussy. She cradled my balls and shook in orgasm as I flooded her pussy.
Spent and sweaty, I rolled onto my back while she flopped onto her stomach.
After catching my breath, I moved up and sat my ass on a pillow, sweat from my ass crack leaving a wet spot on it. I lifted Cathy's head by her chin, and directed my spent cock and balls into her mouth for her to clean off the residual cum and her pussy juice. I watched as she lovingly sucked the combined juices off of my meat, our eyes connected, and I could see her hand fingering her pussy as she did so.
After I was clean, I resumed my position next to her, sitting up a bit more in a sitting position. Despite the little blue pill I took in the morning, I knew I'd need 10 more minutes to be ready again, so I said:
"Sit down by my feet, facing me, and play with yourself."
Cathy maneuvered herself so she was sitting down by my feet, back toward the foot of the bed, and she spread her legs wide. Her meaty pussy was starting to leak my cum, and I told her to squeeze out as much as she could, scoop some up and eat it, and smear the rest all around her pussy.
"God you are such a dirty boy," she said as she complied with my commands.
Cathy pushed cum out of her cunt, and her pussy gurgled and made all kinds of sounds as my cum bubbled out. She reached down with two fingers and scooped up a wad, then showed it to me as she licked it off of her fingers. Then she used all four of her fingers to smear more cum all around her shaved pussy region.
I knew I had blown a big load in her since I had saved it up all week, so I said, "push out more."
Cathy squeezed her muscles and pushed out more cum, the bubbling noises continuing as cum flowed out of her pussy and down her crack. It was hot and I couldn't take anymore, so I dove between her legs and began lapping up my cum as it flowed from her cunt toward her asshole.
Cathy pushed my face into her fat pussy and said, "Oh you like cum huh, that surprises me, didn't figure you for a guy that would like cum."
I looked up at her and answered, "Just my own, don't get any ideas."
She laughed, "Don't worry, other than you, no one has put their cum inside me in months."
I continued to lap at her meaty pussy lips and pull as much cum as I could into my mouth as she pushed it out. With a mouthful, I sat up and grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her face to mine, forcing her to kiss me (she had objected to kissing the last time as being too personal). I shoveled my cum into her mouth as our tongues danced, and Cathy moaned with excitement as we kissed and I jammed two fingers into her sopping wet pussy.
When we had consumed all the cum, I pushed her back so that her head was hanging off of the foot of the bed. I was about three quarters hard, perfect for an upside down throat fuck for a novice deep-throater. I got up and walked around to the foot of her marital bed and stood over her, my cock pointing right at her face.
"Open your mouth," I instructed, and she complied.
I dropped the head of my hardening cock into her mouth and pushed forward. Cathy reached out to put her hands on my thighs to keep me from going too deep, but I removed her hands and ignored her unspoken request to go easy. Cathy's eyes got wide as I pushed forward, then drew back, my cock 100% hard now, and then thrust forward, jamming my whole cock down her throat.
She coughed and gagged and tried to push me out by pushing my thighs, but she had no chance.
"Take it easy," I said to her. "Just relax, relax your throat muscles and just give it a minute, it will be fine, breathe through your nose."
I held still in her throat and she slowly calmed down. I could feel her throat muscles relaxing, so I withdrew a few inches, then thrust back in. Slowly I repeated this a dozen or so times until we had a steady rhythm going and she had accepted the throat-fucking that I was determined to give her.
I taunted her a bit as I picked up the pace: "Look at you, a natural deep throat cock slut. What was that you were saying about me liking cum? What? I can't hear you? Oh that's right your mouth and throat are full of a real man's cock, I guess you are at a loss for words huh? Well I've got some words for you then."
I was plowing her harder and harder, my balls slapping up against her eyes and forehead with each thrust. I grabbed a handful of her gigantic tits and squeezed them together, pinching the nipples, causing her to moan, then I leaned forward more and jammed two fingers into her sloppy pussy.
"I'm gonna blast a hot load down your throat, you fucking cheating whore, then you are gonna make me some breakfast, and then I'm gonna fuck your asshole in your kitchen."
With that I grabbed her tits and forced myself all the way down her throat and blasted another load of cum. She coughed and gagged and spit, cum flying out of her nostrils and oozing from the sides of her mouth as she struggled to swallow and breathe. I held still and finished coming, then slowly pulled my cock out of her mouth. I squeezed a few remaining drops of cum out of the head of my cock and shook it, the drops landing on her face with the rest of the cum/saliva cocktail.
"Don't move," I said. "I'll get you a towel."
First, however, I grabbed my phone and took a few pix of her with her eyes tightly closed, my cock visibly hovering over her face and my cum all over her. Then I stepped into the bathroom, grabbed a towel off the rack and wiped my cock, finally throwing it on Cathy for her to clean herself up.
She sat up and wiped her face, and said, "Jesus that was wild. Is this a normal sex routine for you? I don't think I could handle that on a regular basis."
I shrugged -- "sometimes wild, sometimes chill. Depends on the mood, and the person."
I dressed and told her to just throw on a long shirt, there would be no need for any bras or underwear.
It was now about 10:15, we still had a few hours. Cathy made me a delicious breakfast -- eggs over easy, bacon and toast. Fantastic. We sat at a small table in the kitchen and talked like the old friends we were, no talk of sex or what we were doing.
Cathy stood and cleared the plates and coffee mugs from the table, then came back to grab the utensils. Instead, I grabbed her by the waist as I remained sitting, and pulled her toward me. Eye level to her chubby stomach, I reached under her shirt and grabbed a handful of those big tits.
"Take this off," I said as I raised her shirt.
She lifted it over her head and was now naked in front of me. I slobbered all over those big tits and reached one hand between her legs. She was starting to get wet already, and the residual cum was helping the situation.
"Get on your knees and suck me until I'm hard," I instructed.
Cathy dropped to the floor between my legs and pulled my shorts down, my cock snapping to attention. Looking at me, her tongue snaked out and began licking the head of my cock and up and down my shaft.
I stood up and grabbed my cock in my hand and lifted it up, exposing my balls to her.
"Lick my balls and take them in your mouth."
She complied without hesitation. She was really submitting to me now, and for five minutes she worshipped my balls, licking and sucking them, rarely taking her eyes from mine.
Without warning I lifted her up and put her on the table, spread her legs and drove my cock into her in one thrust. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she held on tight while I pummeled her pussy. Over and over I pounded her, utensils flying and clanging off the tile floor.
I began to tire, but we had more to explore.
Stepping back, I grabbed her hand to helped her to her feet.
Pushing her forward, I said, "Bend over the table."
She complied, and whispered, "Please be gentle."
Spying the butter on the table, I reached over and grabbed a dollop on my finger and began to smear it in and around her asshole. As soon the tip of my finger touched the entrance of her ass, Cathy pushed her hips back to force my finger into her ass.
She moaned, "Oh God it's been so long."
I buried my index finger to the last knuckle, and pumped her ass with it a few times, then withdrew and scooped up more butter, coating my middle finger as well. With both fingers, I penetrated Cathy's ass again, her reaction the same as before, pushing back to force maximum depth. My two fingers reached all the way inside her, and she was ready.
Pulling my fingers back, I lined up my cock head with her anus and said, "push."
Cathy hesitated for a second, then pushed back with just a slight amount of force. It wasn't enough to cause my cock to get past her anal muscle, so I said, "Harder, or I'll do it myself."
Cathy tried again, a bit harder, and the tip of my cock slipped inside her.
"Oh God," she yelled, "it hurts! You're too big."
"Nonsense, it will pass," I said. "You just have to get used to it.
Grabbing her hips tighter, I said, "Just relax, I'll take it from here."
I wasn't concerned about hurting her, but I didn't want to injure her (there's a difference between pain and injury), so I took it slow. Not every ass is meant to be fucked, and if she hadn't been ass fucked in years and only by Greg's little wiener, then I figured I might need to go slow, so I did.
Little by little I fed her more of my cock, pulling back a half an inch, then back in an inch. Back a half, in an inch. Slowly slowly slowly I fed her my cock this way, and after five agonizing minutes, I was buried in her, my abdomen pressed up against her fat ass cheeks.
"You OK?" I asked.
"Yeah," she replied. "I think I'm good. I can't believe you put that thing all the way inside me."
It was time to start fucking her, but I proceeded the same way as I entered her. First I slowly pulled back two inches, and back in, repeating about three times. Then three inches, then four, then five, etc. Before long we had developed a steady rhythm, and I was fucking her in earnest, withdrawing almost the whole way and before thrusting back into her.
This process worked, because Cathy had really adapted to my cock in her ass and was throwing herself back at me with each thrust, finally looking over her shoulder at me and saying, "Yes, keep fucking my ass, really pound me with your big cock. Come on, fuck me, give it to me."
I slammed into her ferociously, her big ass again making waves.
As I love to do, I grabbed a handful of her hair again and yanked her head back, and mocked her.
"'Oh, ouch, it hurts, please be gentle, wah wah wah'. Look at you now, taking my whole cock in your ass and begging to be fucked hard. What a fucking slut you are, inviting me down here to fuck you in your marital bed, now getting ass fucked where you serve your husband dinner. Fucking whore, he doesn't deserve you."
With that, I slammed in to the hilt, grabbed her tits with both hands and held her tight against me as I unleashed a third load into her. Cathy moaned and shook violently as an orgasm overtook her, and she pressed her ass against me to milk as much cum from my balls as she could.
We were both a sweaty mess, her hair wet and sweat rolling down her back, and me the same. I pulled my cock out of her ass with a wet "plop," and my cum gushed out of her ass onto the kitchen floor. Cathy grabbed her shirt and pressed it against her asshole to sop up the cum that was draining from her body.
She laughed, "That was fucking wild!!! I'm gonna be walking funny for three days. I hope Greg doesn't get in the mood any time soon."
I threw my shorts on and looked at my watch.
"11:45," I said.
Cathy checked Greg's location on her GPS. "He's still on the course, and it's a 45 minute drive, so we have at least an hour to get cleaned up."
"Great," I said. "I'm gonna take a shower."
"Use our bathroom, I'll join you. We just finished a remodel and we have a huge walk in shower."
I thought we were done, and I was virtually certain I wouldn't get hard again, but recalling how those big tits looked with soap dripping off of them the first time I saw her two weeks ago, I said, "Absolutely."
We showered together, each soaping the other up. My cock raised to about 50% hardness as she washed me.
After we rinsed, Cathy dropped to her knees and said "do you have one more in you?"
I said, "I might, but I have to piss first."
Cathy pointed my cock right at her tits and said, "so go ahead. No better place than the shower."
I started pissing, and the hot stream hit her tits as she pointed my cock first at one nipple, then the next, and I could see her fingering herself with her other hand, shaking in an orgasm as the last remnants of my urine dribbled from the end of my dick.
Cathy rinsed me off, then remained on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. She gave me some real good head for about five minutes, finally coaxing me to full hardness.
Once I was hard, Cathy turned off the shower and grabbed a towel.
"On the bed," she ordered. "Fuck me one more time."
I grabbed a towel and dried off as best I could while following her to the bedroom. I laid on my back and Cathy mounted me, sitting herself up straight and grinding her pussy back and forth to create friction. I just laid back and watched her tits bounce while she rode me, getting herself off within a few minutes.
After she came down, she leaned down and pressed her tits against my chest, her hips now moving up and down and my cock pistoning in and out of her. I grabbed that fat ass and helped her move her hips up and down, my cock coming almost all the way out before she slammed back down.
We were running short on time, so eventually I flipped her over onto her back and mounted her once again. I grabbed her little feet and spread her legs wide, then locked her knees behind my elbows and leaned forward for the final kill.
Without mercy I pummeled her, my knees coming up off the bed with each thrust, and my cock actually leaving her cunt and hitting the mark with each downstroke.
Cathy clawed at my back.
"Please come," she begged. "I can't take much more."
I love it when a woman is on the verge of tapping out, the feeling of power and dominance is overwhelming, knowing that I've fucked her so hard and so much that she can't go on.
"Beg me," I said. "Beg me for my cum."
"Oh God please come, please. I want your cum so bad, my pussy is so sore. Please come."
"Hey bitch," I reminded her. "You're the one that wanted one more fuck. Now you have to pay the price."
Cathy fell silent, I thought for a minute she might have passed out.
When I was close to coming, I pulled out and jerked my cock off onto her face. Lucky for her this was my fourth orgasm in about three and a half hours, so there wasn't much to it, just enough to get her on the nose and cheek. She laid still, barely moving. I had fucked her into a comatose-like state.
Again I rolled off of her, and again we were both sweaty.
"Where is he?" I asked.
Cathy checked her phone.
"Holy shit he's on the way, looks like 20 minutes!"
I jumped back in the shower quickly, then got dressed. I ran downstairs and was sitting at the kitchen table with a bottle of water when Greg walked in. I stood and we bro-hugged, right in the same spot where I ass-fucked his wife roughly an hour before.
"Where's the ball and chain?" he asked.
"No idea, upstairs I guess, I just walked in the door two minutes ago."
He ran up to check on her, then back down to me.
"She's in the shower," he said. "That could take a while, there's a lot to wash."
"Speak for yourself bro," I answered. "Besides, I think she looks great. You better start taking care of that pussy before she looks elsewhere."
"Meh," he said. "Let her. Anyway, I doubt she would. She's never in the mood to fuck."
"Go jump in the shower with her then, get her in the mood. I'll bet she'd let you bend her over in the shower. I'm in no hurry."
I really wanted him to try this. With her pussy being so sore, I wondered how she'd react.
"Nah, too tired," he replied.
Greg and I popped a cold beer and waited for Cathy to come down. A few minutes later she did, hair in a towel and wrapped in a robe.
She came and gave me a hug and a kiss, and then apologized, telling us that her friend had just texted her and said she had to cancel for the night, her son was sick.
"That sucks," Greg said. "Well you'll have to come back for that piece of ass next Saturday I guess."
Cathy laughed and said, "Agreed, if you want a piece of ass, you should come back next Saturday."
And with a wink she went upstairs to get dressed.
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