What the hell did the son of a bitch expect? His wife, Roberta, had left him for another woman - a fast Fannie, carpet munching, beaver eater of all things. Hell if he could understand why the bitch would want a tongue in her sloppy taco when he had a perfectly good cock to fuck her with.
Kyle had walked in on them, caught them red-handed and covered in juice. Kyle had pulled into the driveway beside another truck that didn’t belong to him or anyone he knew, then flipped out, ran in the house, and kicked open the bedroom door.
His eyes just about fell from his face when he saw his wife of twenty years moaning under another woman, fingering her fuckhole as her mouth mashed against her mound like someone had filled it with custard. Fucking Roberta was grabbing her scissor sister’s tits and screaming like someone was vicing her nipples: “Fuck me! Fuck ME!” over and over.
Kyle stood in the doorway for maybe half a minute before Roberta finally moved her eyes from the rapture between her legs, met his, and then stammered, “Kyle, wait! I love her!”
He turned from the door and she started screaming after him. Kyle didn’t hear a word she said, just called her a “Lesbyterian, under-the-lap loving, rug-eating dyke whore,” then stormed from the house, with half a hard-on and a metric ton of tempered rage.
Of course, his cock would get some rock in it, watching two women moaning on his bed. He usually had to pay to watch that shit, or get crap reception on RedTube. Either way he’d have to shoot his starch into the tube of a sock.
Kyle figured he’d probably have to do a dry jack in the front seat of his Chrysler, but he went limp when he started thinking about his wife leaving him (and his cock!) for another woman. Kyle may as well have had his balls sliced from his sack and handed to a goddamn toddler.
What the fuck did the rag grabber have that he couldn’t give to Roberta? He’d been by her side for two fucking decades, and most of those years were damn good. Sure, Kyle had noticed she wasn’t interested in sex over the last year, but he respected that. Maybe it was menopause, or maybe she was getting laid on the side. The first wasn’t her fault, and the second was likely his since he’d cheated on her plenty.
But his shit had stopped, so why in the fuck did this have to happen to him now?
Kyle floored the accelerator, anxious to hit Vegas, and pull away from his fucked-up life, and his giant prick of an asshole boss.
***
Amanda stomped across the abandoned gas station, where her dickhead boyfriend of two years, Gavin, had just dumped her and left her stranded, after telling her off and calling her a whore, screaming that she should go ahead and get to Vegas so she could land a job doing what she did best.
She should have known something was up when the asshole said he wanted to take her for a drive in the desert so he could give her a surprise. Amanda thought maybe he was going to surprise her with a couple of days in Vegas since that was where they were headed, but she should’ve known since Gavin never did shit for her.
Assholes never did shit for you unless they were getting shit back.
At least most of the assholes Amanda had been unlucky enough to end up with so far in life had carried a big enough dick to at least put some of the fucking in fucking asshole. But Gavin had a pencil dick and didn’t know how to draw. Her ex-asshole, Charlie, had a pencil dick, but he used that shit like he was stirring soup and that made things better. Amanda was already getting ready to kick Gavin to the curb, but she just hadn’t gotten to it yet. Probably since she was so busy fucking Micah.
Micah was smoking hot and actually knew how to wave his fuckwand, but he was also a major moron, and Amanda was constantly having to tell him to keep his yap shut, and just fuck her so she could cum all over him.
Gavin must have found out about Micah. Now she was in the middle of the desert with nothing but her purse. Gavin had taken her cell and tossed it out the window as he drove away, yelling, “Sorry, dumbslut, maybe they’ll give you a new one when you get your job at the bag-shanty.”
Asshole.
Amanda started walking, sticking her thumb out at every passing car for over an hour, stilettos in her hand. No one had stopped, though a few had slowed long enough to get a look at her tits. The desert heat and lack of water was making her feel like maybe Gavin was right, and she really was just a dumbslut.
***
Kyle relaxed a little more with every mile. He would get to Vegas, check into a hotel, call a hooker, and fuck the shit out of her thirty minutes later, making her scream at the top of her lungs how he was the best fuck she had ever had.
Seriously, what woman wouldn’t want a thick nine-inch cock?
Stupid fucking Roberta.
He passed an abandoned gas station and pushed the pedal harder. A few miles later, he saw a great looking piece of ass, walking along the side of the road. The great looking piece of ass was wearing a black tube top and short sparkly shorts, perfectly displaying her tight, ripe ass. She was barefoot, with spiky silver stilettos in her hand.
When she turned toward Kyle, he felt an immediate twitch in his dick fromseeing her big tits pushing against her tight black tube top. He tapped the brake just as she stuck out her thumb and made her eyes giant.
Kyle pulled over. She immediately ran to the Chrysler and jumped inside. “Oh my God! Thank you!” she said.
“No problem,” he said, “but what the hell are you doing out here?” The hitchhiker didn’t say a thing, so he pretended like he hadn’t either, then extended his hand and said, “I’m Kyle.”
“Amanda,” she replied, shaking his hand. “My asshole boyfriend dumped me at an abandoned gas station a few miles back. I’ve been waiting for anyone to pick me up, so thanks.”
“Oh my God!” Kyle said. “That’s terrible. Why would he do that?”
“Because he’s a fucking pencil-dicked bastard,” she growled.
“Why’d he do that?” Kyle asked, as though her first answer didn’t matter, or because he was too busy staring at her big tits to think up another question.
“I guess it’s my fault. I should’ve dumped him after the first time we had sex. I knew right then, every minute after was just wasting time. He was kind of a bad boy, which I liked, but his dick was tiny, which I didn’t.” She looked at Kyle as though she wasn’t over-sharing just a minute and a half into their relationship. “And he didn’t know how to fuck,” she continued. “So I cheated on him with a guy who had a six-inch cock and knew how to use it. Dude could get me off before we even started.” She laughed.
The girl in his passenger seat wasn’t just smoking hot, her engine was already running. She was rocking back and forth in her seat, ramming her hand between her legs, then holding tight, as though she would drip all over his upholstery if she didn’t hold her pussy juices in.
“Well, at least you didn’t cheat with a woman,” Kyle growled.
“Oh my God! Is that why you look you’re about to kill someone? Did you get dumped for a chick?” Amanda laughed. “You know I had to want a ride pretty bad to get in a car with a guy who looks as mad as you do.”
Kyle smiled. “Sorry about that,” he said. “But yeah, been married twenty years, and the bitch wants to get her pussy licked by some muff munching hole swapper,”
“Damn,” Amanda shook her head, “I don’t mind getting felt up or fingered by a chick, but there’s no substitute for a good pounding.”
“Oh yeah?” Kyle smiled, feeling his big cock getting bigger. “You like large cocks?”
“Hell. Yes. It’s my dream to fuck a guy with a ten-inch dick,” Amanda moaned, taking one of her hands from between her legs and rubbing it across her tits.
“Well it may be your lucky day,” he said, grinning.
“Seriously? You’ve got a ten-inch rod?” She licked her lips.
“Nine inches” he said. “And believe me, I know how to use it.”
“Oh God! Can I see it?” Amanda asked.
Kyle leaned back and unbuttoned his jeans, lowered the zipper, reached into his pants and exposed
nine inches worth of massive cock.
“Mmmmm…it’s huge!” Amanda moaned with pleasure.
***
Amanda’s mouth opened in a wide O.
This man’s cock was enormous.
She was already wet, talking about fucking with a complete stranger, but now she was leaking cunt juice everywhere, and having to actively talk herself out of leaning across the seat and sliding the entire nine inches into her hungry mouth.
Fuck this.
Amanda leaned over and started giving Kyle a blow job, pulling her tits from her tube top, squeezing her nipples, and giving him a show.
“Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel,” she said when the Chrysler swerved. “Or I’ll have to stop.”
Amanda sucked him like the whore Gavin thought she was, sliding her mouth up and down his shaft, faster and faster, fucking his cock with her mouthcunt.
“Oh yeah,” Kyle moaned, holding her head tight and shoving her down as hard as he could, making her swallow his enormous cock. She gagged but held firm, wanting to please him and loving the feel of his dick tickling her throat.
“Mmmm, yeah, you like that huh? You like that big cock, you like that huge dick in your throat?”
“Mmmm…” she moaned, mouth too full of cock to make a sentence.
“Yeah, swallow that dick,” he grunted.
He kept the Chrysler steady, so she started going faster, sucking Kyle hard, and letting the bulbous head of his cock pop from her mouth before sliding down his shaft again. “Mmmmm yeah, I’m gonna cum in your mouth, get ready to swallow my load baby, swallow my hot cum!”
Kyle groaned and grunted as his cock convulsed, shooting hot bursts of salty cum down Amanda’s throat. She gulped and swallowed, then continued sucking until Kyle’s cock was entirely dry.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as she pulled away from his dick. “Your cock is so big, I’ve never had such a big dick in my mouth before, mmmm….and your cum was so, SO good.”
Amanda leaned back, pulled down her tank top, then starting rubbing her round tits as she licked her fingers and ran them over her hard nipples.
“Mmmm” she continued to moan, rubbing harder, and then sliding a manicured hand into her shorts. “I’m soooo wet,” she groaned, moving her hand furiously around in her shorts. “Ooooohhhhh...ooooohhhhh...ooooohhhhh...” her breath went rapid and rose in pitch. Amanda pulled down her pants. Kyle turned from the road and stared at her glistening snatch.
“Mmmmm... pretty pussy,” he groaned, moving a hand to Amanda’s wet slit, then sliding two fingers inside her soaking went cunt. “So hot, mmmm, such a hot, tight little pussy you have.” Kyle rammed his four right fingers in and out of Amanda, as he drove with his left hand, and she kept rubbing her tits with both of her mitts.
“Oh yeah, finger my pretty cunt,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, oooohhhh Goodd!!!! I’m cumming oh God don’t stop, eeeeeeeeeee,” she screamed, her pussy clamping on his fingers.
Kyle forced them in and out as she came, squirting cum onto his hand.
“Oh that’s it, cum for me you little slut, cum for me,” he groaned, getting hard again. She bucked against him, cumming on repeat, groaning and breathing heavily.
“Aaawww, yeah, oh GOD, you are SO good. Your fingers made me cum so fast…and TWICE!” she groaned, still rubbing her tits. “I can’t wait to fuck you, can’t wait to have that enormous cock pounding into me. I want you in my ass, too. I want you to fuck me in every one of my holes,” she moaned.
Amanda’s tits were bright red from the rubbing. “Soon baby, soon,” he promised, turning away and pushing his cock painfully into his tight jeans. She moaned and pouted as she pulled up her shorts and top.
They drove for another hour before finally hitting the outskirts of Vegas and a seedy motel. Kyle paid for a room and drove to the back where they got out of the car, ran into the room, and immediately stripped each other naked.
***
“Oh yeah, there’s that big cock,” Amanda moaned, dropping to her knees.
The girl was so fucking hot he’d be happy to pay whatever she asked, and unless he was mistaken, he was getting every bit of it free.
He’d fuck his hitchhiker so hard, he’d forget Roberta for a whole goddamn month.
Amanda leaned in and licked his balls, taking each in her mouth and soaking them in saliva, running her tongue along all nine of his inches, and stroking him until he was rock fucking hard.
“Mmmm...” he pushed her head in a few times, fucking her hot mouth and sliding into her slippery throat. He lifted her up, pushed her on the bed, then started devouring her tits and sucking her nipples, while rubbing his throbbing cock against her slit.
“Oh my GOD, oh yeah,” she moaned, as he ran his tongue down her tight stomach, then spread her legs and started eating. He jabbed his tongue in and out of her pussy, before moving up to slurp at her clit.
Amanda came hard, shooting cum into his mouth. “Aaahhhhh!!!” She pushed his head into her pussy. “Oh God, fuck me now!” she screamed, yanking him to his feet.
Kyle smiled, ready to fuck the memory of Roberta right in the face. He guided his huge head to the entrance of her cunt. He slammed her without stopping, holding her legs spread eagle as he rammed his long, thick rod inside her.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,” she screamed, bucking against him, as she came over and over. “Oh yessssss, Oh GOD YESssss!!!”
“Oh yeah, your hot little pussy feels so good on my dick,” Kyle grunted. “You have such a hot, wet, tight little cunt, feels so good baby, your pussy walls are rubbing so hard against my dick baby. I love that you’re such a hungry, hitchhiking little slut!”
Amanda grunted beneath him. He flipped her over and slid inside her from behind, grabbing her hips and banging her pussy hard enough to make the headboard play death metal against the wall.
“Ooohhh yeah, take my big cock baby, take my big cock!” Kyle groaned.
“OOooohhh yeah, fuck my hot little pussy, fuck my hot cunt, oh god! I’m going to cum baby, your cock is so big, I’m going to cum so haarrrd,” Amanda growled, then started cumming hard, just as she’d promised.
Once she stopped shuddering, Kyle pulled out to move his head to the open mouth of her ass. He sucked on his finger, rubbed it around her dirty starfish, then pushed it inside a little ways.
“MMMmmmm” she groaned, as she stood up and slid his cock slowly into her ass. He rocked back and forth against her, pushing his huge dick deep into her ass.
Amanda came hard again, screaming “OOOOHHHHHH” as he slid in and out of her tight and tiny asshole. Her pussy gushed onto the bed as she came. He slid further in and started moving faster.
“Oh baby, fuck my ass, yea, fuck my ass, so good, I love your cock, I love it inside my pussy and my ass and my mouth!” She could barely breathe.
“I know you love it baby, I know you love getting your ass fucked by a nice, BIG cock. You like being fucked, don’t you, you horny, hitchhiking little slut?”
“Mmm, yeah, I love it. Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!” Amanda kept screaming like a CD skipping, as Kyle slammed his cock into her ass hard enough to make her cum again.
She did, and he quickly pulled out, then slammed his cock back into her cunt. “Oh yeah, love that hot ass and sweet little cunt. But I want to cum in your snatch baby, I want you to take my hot cum into your soaking wet cunt, you fucking whore slut.”
“Mmmm…yeah, cum inside me, shoot that hot cum into my whore cunt,” she yelled, squeezing his dick with her pussy and practically crying.
Kyle couldn’t believe how many times he’d made her cum, but FUCK ROBERTA was all he could think as the girl on his dick kept writhing in pleasure and moaning, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” as she came over and over again.
Kyle slammed into her a final time, then shot a pending divorce worth of pent up anger and a GIANT load of cum into her oven-hot and cinnamon roll-sweet sophole.
“UUUUUGGGGHHHH,” he groaned, pounding her over and ove
r.
“Mmmm yeah, mmmm yeah,” she groaned as his hot cum shot into her still convulsing cunt. “Oh GOD, that was the best fuck I’ve ever had!” she grunted, crawling on top of him and giving him a long kiss. “You’re wife is fucking insane! To leave a cock like that for a pussy, FUCK NO!”
Amanda reached down and started rubbing his dick, now only half hard. “I’d fuck you every single day, all day.”
“How about we fuck all week?” he said, testing her.
“You are SO on!” she grinned, “I’m gonna rock that cock every waking minute.”
“Well, we are awake….” he said smiling.
Amanda went down and starting licking Kyle all over again.
XXX
Cheating With the Boss
Carolyn was 27 years young, with a rocking body men loved to scan. Her pretty tits invited tons of stares, not a single one of which she minded, though she always denied it out loud. Her tits were slightly larger than her tiny waist should have allowed, but they were real as Mt. Rushmore – 36D and spilling out from or pushing against whatever top she was wearing.
Carolyn said, “I do,” shortly after her 24th birthday, and had remained married until a few months after her 26th. She still loved her husband Alan, but he had exchanged the passion in their relationship for a hot affair with his fledgling business – a custom car shop that reconditioned vintage roadsters, specializing in old model porsches.
It was bad enough before the shop got busy, now that he had a waiting list he seemed to have practically forgotten where he lived. Alan used to fuck Carolyn on every day ending in Y, often twice, but the last six months she had learned to settle for twice a week, if she was lucky. Things had grown even worse. Alan had watered Carolyn’s cabbage patch precisely three times in the last five weeks.
Every one of her friends, including Lisa, who loved Alan like a brother, insisted that he had to be cheating. Men liked to get their dicks wet, that was simple math. For guys, one plus one always equaled pussy. So it wasn’t adding up that Alan was keeping his dick relatively dry.
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