Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 136

Monday when I got home from work Terry met me at the door and gave me a passionate kiss. "What's that for" I asked.

"For letting me have my fantasy."

"Have you decided yet on how you're going to do it?"

Terry giggled, "He just left. You only missed him by five minutes. See?" She raised her skirt and I saw that she didn't have any undies on and I also saw the wet, matted hair of her pussy and a trace of cum on her inner thigh.

"Is my wet pussy making you hard baby? Let me see" and she went to her knees in front of me. I fucked her on the floor just inside the front door and it was the first time I had ever gotten sloppy seconds and I couldn't believe how sexually exciting it was. The knowledge that I was soaking in someone else's juices drove me mad with lust. I came in Terry and for the first time in years I maintained the erection and kept fucking her until she tried to push me away.

"The floor is hurting my back lover. Can we take it to the bedroom?"

When we got to the bedroom I pushed her forward until she was bent at the waist and then I entered her from behind and pounded into her. She was moaning and I said, "God, but I never expected to be married to a slut."

Terry said "You're loving it baby. Come on, make me cum, fuck me hard like he did baby, fuck me hard and make me forget him."

When I came it was so hard it almost hurt and when I pulled out and fell down on the bed Terry started to suck my cock. "Come on baby, get it up for me. That's only twice and he fucked me five times. Come on baby, you have to make me forget him. You have to drive the memory of his fucking me out of my mind. Come on baby, get it up. You have to fuck me and make me forget him."

Well, if it needed five or even six times to make her forget him she must have fallen asleep thinking about him because the absolute best that I could do was four times. I fell asleep with my cock in Terry's mouth as she was making a valiant attempt to get me hard again.

Between bouts Terry told me what had happened. After I had gone to work she had convinced herself that with all day to think about it I would end up changing my mind so she had decided to get it done right away. She called one of the guys who propositioned her at the party and asked him how soon he could get there. He told her he couldn't see her until at least Thursday. Terry told him that it was a one-time offer, good for that day only and that if he couldn't make it she would call someone else. He asked her what time she wanted him there and she'd told him it depended on how much he wanted; he could have all he could handle from the time he got there until half an hour before I was due to be home. He said he would be right over. He got there twenty minutes later and they had spent from eleven to four forty-five in bed. She had his cock in her mouth and was trying to get him hard again when she noticed that I was due home in fifteen minutes. She had hustled him out the door five minutes before I got there. Just before the two of us fell asleep she said, "You don't hate me, do you?"

I laughed at that, "Have you seen any evidence of hate during the last five hours?"

Terry giggled, "If I had known the effect this was going to have on you I'd have done it years ago.

When the clock went off the next morning Terry grabbed for my cock as I was reaching to shut off the alarm. "God woman, don't you ever get enough?"

She laughed, "Not for the last three days lover." She played with my limp dick and said, "I was afraid this might happen, but I came prepared."

I looked down at her hand on my dick and asked, "What's that supposed to mean?" "

I didn't tell you everything about yesterday. I saved some for today in case you had a hard time getting up for me this morning."

"And what could you possibly tell me that will make my dick hard?"

"I gave him my ass baby. I let him put his cock up my butt."

Her telling me that did two things, it made me mad, very mad, but before I could say anything Terry said, "See? It worked" and indeed it had as my rising cock clearly showed. That didn't keep me from being pissed however, Terry had never let me have her anally. She saw the anger on my face, "Don't be mad at me baby. I let him because his cock was so much smaller than yours, but guess what? I liked it baby, I liked it a lot. He did me twice there baby. He opened me up for you. Would you like to start your day in my ass baby? Would you like to go to work with my shit on your dick?"

I was mad, but I was also very excited. I took her ass in a fashion that could almost be called rape. Terry did cry out in pain when I first shoved my cock in her ass, but I knew that she knew what my reaction to her confession was going to be and I knew that she was prepared for it. Her cries turned to moans and in less time than it took to write this paragraph she was begging me to fuck her harder. It took me a long time to cum in her ass; during the last four days I had fucked Terry more than I had in the last two months and as a result it took me a very, very long time to get my nuts off. When I finished Terry fell forward on the bed and didn't move. "I might not be able to walk today," she said, "And I know I won't be able to sit down. Was it worth the wait baby?"

I gave her ass a couple of pats and then headed for the shower. Over coffee at the breakfast table I asked, "Any surprises for me tonight?"

Terry gave me a confused look and I said, "Are you seeing him again?"

"No. I told him that it was a one time only thing. He thinks I did it to get back at you for something. Besides, I've had my fantasy, I'll be a good little girl from now on."

She saw the look on my face and what I was asking dawned on her. Almost quiet and timidly she said, "I guess I could always call the second name on the list."

I was quiet for a moment and then I asked, "Can you really be that big of a slut?"

I walked through the front door right at five o'clock with a noticeable bulge in my pants. The house was silent so I hollered, "Terry, I'm home."

When I got no answer I went into the kitchen looking for her, but all I found was a note on the table - "Dinner is in the microwave. He wouldn't come to the house because he was afraid you might walk in and catch us. I'm meeting him at a motel and I may be late. If you are asleep when I get home I'll wake you with a blow job and then let you have sloppy seconds. If you got home at your regular time it means that as you are reading this he is fucking me and I guess that answers your question - yes, I can be that big of a slut. But I'm your slut and don't you ever forget it. Love, Terry. P.S. There are five more names on the list. Do I go for it? Think about it."

I settled down to wait and I hoped it wouldn't be a long one.