What She Buried Still Hungers

Title: What She Buried Still Hungers

Short description: Caught up in my wife's crazy submissive past

Tags: Cheating, Loving Wife, Slut Wife, Infidelity, Cuckold, Big Cock, Creampie, Voyeur Husband, Submission, Domination, Group, Homoeroticism

Note to the Admin: Edited by volunteer DaddyBull

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Thank you for your comments and emails from my other works. I'm really looking forward to learning what you think of this one!

Warning! This story is kind of extreme, it describes cheating, domination, surrender, a loving wife, a confused husband and homoeroticism. I explore the primal, animal side of attraction.

Forgotten Secrets and Wild Desires

Part 1

I knew something was wrong. I looked over at the underthings she carelessly dropped onto the floor, walking right past our hamper. Sadie, my wife usually wore a sports bra or compression shorts, even to work as she jogged or played tennis at lunch. Sexy underwear was reserved for our time together, why was she wearing it tonight?

I was kind of inexperienced with women and anything outside of vanilla sex I guess, not having dated much. But when I first met her I knew Sadie was my perfect woman almost immediately. My grandmother always said that you would know by her scent, if you loved it, if it drove you wild, she was the one. I met Sadie at the gym, her Texas accent got my attention, so out of place in Maine, then I noticed I was drawn to her scent immediately. Long curly red hair, deep brown eyes, fair and freckled skin, plush kissable lips, smallish breasts but large nipples, and athletic frame, almost muscular. Everyone at the gym noticed her, even married guys watched her hungrily in her tight exercise clothes. I made a point of being there when she was, one day she smiled at me, and we started working out together, then meeting for lunch, then dinner.

"Hi, I'm Caleb" I said, smiling nervously

"Sadie" She smiled back.

She told me I was sweet, kind, and gentle, and soon we were best friends. Then more. Sex with her was amazing, she taught me so much and was always eager to satisfy me. She introduced me to oral sex and I found I loved going down on her, surprising her with my tongue when she stepped out of her shower or came back from jogging. I could not get enough of her pussy. I was 25, she was 22. We've been married for two years now, even as her past remained a mystery.

Holding her close, she smelled of flowers, earthy, faintly musky in a feminine way, clean and fresh. I felt at home in her arms.

She was very protective about her history, I knew she was estranged from her family, but she never discussed her past. Even when I volunteered my own stories, she never offered hers. She had scrubbed her social media before we met, but I did a deep dive and managed to find one picture of her standing next to a guy. I was haunted by it, the look in her eyes, almost blank, or frightened. He was a little taller than her, kind of good looking but not too much, obviously older than her, he had a neatly trimmed beard, brown hair, the way he stood was like he was holding her, possessing her. Ah, well, he was her past.

Except one time. Sadie rarely drank alcohol, one small glass of wine at dinner or a single cocktail, she might make it last for a while too. But one night she got a phone call while I was there, it obviously upset her, she didn't speak much and after she hung up I held her while she trembled. She was not herself, and we finished off several glasses of wine together. I was waiting for her to open up, but she was guarded as always. Just before bed she drunkenly confessed she lived with another man once, almost as a slave to a master, he had some kind of control over her she could not resist, she thought she was trapped. Until she learned he got arrested, and she finally made her break for freedom, moving from Texas to Maine where we now lived together. She mentioned something about parole, and I was concerned, but she promised me he would not find her, ever again.

A forgotten shadow from the past.

That was one night after dinner her phone rang, after she hung up she said she needed to meet a friend, they may be catching up for a while. It was unusual for her to go out without me but I didn't think too much about it. After she left I was suddenly uneasy, I could not explain why. I fired up a video game to keep my mind occupied for hours, then I checked my phone, seeing no messages I crawled into bed.

She arrived back home late, I feigned sleep as I heard her go into our bathroom, heard the water running and the rattle of pills, then her slow, uneven steps until she slid into bed. After a moment, I turned the soft bedside light on, she had a sleeping mask on, her breathing was slow and regular.

She must have come to bed exhausted, stripped off her clothes and dropped them on the floor as she walked. I tried to wake her gently, she seemed strangely detached, almost intoxicated. She must have taken a sleeping pill, it was just taking effect.

When I looked over and saw her beautiful body, naked, stretched out, then just beyond her lacy black panties and bra on the floor, I went over and picked them up for the laundry out of habit, but I felt something odd. Every teenage boy knows what a cumrag feels like, soaked, heavy and wet, her panties were just that. I felt the slimy gobs of thick warm fluid in my fingers.

It was semen! Another man's semen! I froze for a long moment while the realization of what it meant, the image of what she had done sunk in, and I felt a flood of emotions from pain and betrayal to blind fury wash over me.

She cheated on me? Why? With who? Where? How long was this going on? I felt my face burn red with indignity and anger, I sat there not comprehending, desperately searching for another explanation. Then feeling strangely lost, afraid I might lose her.

But there was something else too. As I stood there staring at her wet panties soaked with another man's warm cum, evidence of her recent infidelity, a new sensation began to well up in me, I felt almost dizzy with arousal. The image of what she had done rushed into my mind; another man's cock had been in her pussy, had ejaculated there, my own fingers were touching evidence of her recent infidelity, I was feeling another man's still-warm climax in my hands, the mental image was staggering.

I caught a whiff of their scent together and my head spun. It was a wild, raw animal fragrance, hot like cedar planks in a sauna, musky and fresh, savory and intoxicating.

I sniffed the combined fluid, the blended scent of my wife and her lover. Not a smell in the ordinary sense, but a potent mix of sexual energy and lust in liquid form. My cock began to swell, and I began to feel almost like I could almost come without even touching it. Trembling, I collected a thick sample of my finger tip, and brought it to my nose, inhaling deeply. I felt a sensual rush from my balls to my face, a needful trembling shook my body, I nearly ejaculated. Slowly, shamefully I put my finger on my lips, my tongue just peeking out and tasting it. Then, feeling humiliated and excited at the same time, I licked my finger clean, and a moment later brought her panties to my mouth and licked them too. My body shook in ecstasy, I've never felt so profoundly ashamed, and aroused.

Looking up, I saw her eyes were slightly open. I froze, paralyzed by the horror of being caught in such depravity, but after a moment I licked the wet stain in her panties, making it obvious what I was doing. Her eyes widened as the full extent of my decadence became clear to her.

Sadie moaned and spread her long legs, her pussy gaped open and thick fluid leaked out running down between her legs. There were gobs of white cream in her red pussy hair, on her thighs. I gasped, it was the most provocative sight I had ever seen.

She murmured sleepily ""Oh god, I missed his cock, I want Bruno to make me come again!"

Bruno? Was this his cum? I imagined her getting fucked by some guy with a big cock and started to slowly stroke myself as I pictured him sliding his cock into her over and over, making her cum and then his throbbing ejaculation filling her pussy. Not just a hot fantasy, tonight it had really happened. I inhaled again, the heady aroma of infidelity and betrayal, her secret sexual tryst, my head was spinning.

I put my mouth over her pussy, feeling the fresh heat on my lips and tongue, letting the intoxicating scent wash over me. As the vivid image of my wife getting pounded by her ex filled my mind, I was suddenly desperate to be part of it, to feel included, truly a shameful appetite to share in her sin. I stuck my tongue out, just barely touching her slime coated pussy lips, pulled it back and swallowed. I felt the salty, bitter fluid on my tongue, feeling like egg whites and warm cream leaving a tingling feeling in my mouth. I wanted more, I used my fingers to spread her pussy open, I started to lick. She moaned with pleasure, and instead of being surprised by my touch she seemed unusually compliant, as if accustomed to sexual stimulation already tonight.

Her pussy lips were pink and parted slightly, shiny and moist. Her pubic hair above her wet slit was matted with splashes of fresh semen and the scent was incredible, she smelled of sex, hot pussy, sweat and some other guy's musky semen. I licked it, the salty, almost metallic taste of pussy and semen filled my mouth and I greedily swallowed as more of his it oozed out of her sopping cunt.

I ran my tongue up and into her hairy open slit, licked and sucked and swallowed the potent mixture of her own sexual wetness and his cum. She raised her hips to meet my mouth, grinding her pussy on my face and moaning with pleasure. I swallowed the thick salty liquid over and over. As I licked her pussy I could hear her breathing increasing and she moved with increasing urgency mashing her dripping pussy across my mouth and tongue. When I sucked her clit with my lips she moaned and after a few minutes she shuddered as an orgasm ripped through her.

Suddenly I felt my cock throb and I came, involuntarily grunting and moaning as I squirting cum onto the bed, my body shook with each pulse of hot sticky man juice. On hearing me cum, Sadie giggled and moaned, I sat up, warm sticky liquid dripping off my chin, watching her sexy body needfully writhe and squirm.

My head was spinning, thinking, why am I so sexually excited off thinking about my wife's pussy being fucked by a big, hard cock and filled with another man's cum? The image of her cumming on his cock was driving me wild. And worse, why am I turned on by licking her freshly fucked pussy? Looking down at her raw, dripping pussy, I felt a shudder of revulsion, what had I done?

"God honey you are making me so hot!" She cried "You make my pussy feel so good! I love you so much!"

I was afraid she might be disgusted by what I'd done, but it turned her on even more! I put her legs on my shoulders and I ate her like crazy until I was almost ready to cum again, then I slid up, pulled her hips close and pushed my cock into her sloppy pussy as her legs wrapped around me.

She opened her eyes and looked at me, for a spit second I thought she was surprised to see it was me, but then she threw her head back, "Oh fuck me honey!" she begged, "Just fuck me!"

I did. I fucked her hard and long, like a madman while she writhed and cried out "Yes yes yes I'm cumming!". I came again, pumping my cum deep inside her, over and over again until I collapsed on her, holding her sweaty body close until she passed out cold. I lay awake confused and worried about what I caught her doing, what I did after, and unsure what I needed to do next.

In the morning, she remembered coming to bed, having sex with me and falling asleep, but she admitted to little else. I was shocked by my own shameful yet lusty behaviour, I had no idea what to do, or how to confront her. The following few days went by normally, she was affectionate and our sex life was as exciting as ever, I wasn't sure that night even happened.

A few days later I was working in the yard, Sadie was inside at the kitchen sink, the window was open. I heard her phone ring, and her voice sounding guarded and shaky. Carefully, I hid below the window, I could hear his voice as she talked.

I snuck up to the window, I could hear them talking.

"Did you miss me?" He asked.

"You know I did." She flatly replied.

"Does he know yet?" He asked. "Have you told him?"

"No. Please, he can't, I'll do anything..." She said,

"I know you will. But that pussy is mine, if you make him behave I'll let him watch, but not touch, never touch it again, like a good cuck."

"Please, no." She begged. "Leave him out of this!"

"I'll see you tonight." He said, hanging up.

It was funny, he didn't sound angry or commanding, he simply talked as if there would be no argument, no disappointment. His voice was unsettling, cold as if he were stating inarguable facts. I had to look up the word "cuck", I was shocked by what I read, were there really husbands like this? I was horrified, but I was already picturing him fucking Sadie as I knelt nearby and watched, stroking my cock, helpless and humiliated.

And excited. Why did that idea excite me so much?

When she drunkenly confessed to me about her relationship with her Ex, she sounded glad she was rid of him, but now? Now she seemed eager to obey him, to restart their affair together and keep it a secret from me.

After dinner she suddenly said she had to go out, run an errand for a friend and drop a few things off at her house. She kissed me goodbye, turning quickly and left.

But I was ready this time, in a moment I was on my electric bike, and secretly followed her car.

Only a few miles away there was a wealthy neighborhood on a golf course, in the far corner of the empty parking lot she pulled up next to the greenkeeper's office, a secluded old trailer surrounded by overgrown shrubs, next to a shed full of tools. There was a beat-up old Chevy Camaro parked next to the door, after 5pm there were no other cars around.

She looked around, and walked inside quickly. I left my bike hidden nearby and crept up. I could hear conversation from within.

"I'm here." She said, "Good girl." He replied.

"I can't do this again." She pleaded.

"Does he know you're here?" A man's voice asked. "Does he know how much you need my cock?"

"No! He can't know!" She replied.

"I'm not going anywhere, you may as well tell him you're mine, you've always been mine." He said firmly.

I peeked in, he was taking a deep draw from a bubble pipe, then he passed it to her. She shook her head no, I've never known her to do drugs or drink outside of dinner. "Take a hit." He said, then she reached for it, and followed him in taking a draw. She coughed, he handed her a glass filled with dark liquid. "I don't drink." She said, "Drink it all, it will help." He told her, she did as she was told, emptying the glass and swallowing.

He turned to prepare a new bowl to smoke, she started giggling and acting oddly, looking around as if she just realized where she was. He reached for her breasts.

"I can't keep doing this, we have to stop." She mumbled, weakly. I moved closer and watched through an open window, they were standing together in the harsh office light.

It was him, the guy from that picture! He was about 5'8", skinny-ish, late 40s or older, thick framed glasses, medium shaggy brown hair with a bald spot, jeans and sneakers, wearing an oversized untucked shirt over a t-shirt. Completely non-descript, you might walk right past and never see him. This was the guy she was helpless to obey?

"You know you want this as much as I do." He assured her, sliding his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. "Something has you worked up," he told her. She moaned at his touch. "Yes, oh, yes," She whispered.

"What is making you so hot?" He asked.

"Hmmmm, maybe the thought of your big gorgeous cock. But don't dare tell my husband." she giggled, her resistance to him completely gone.

"Show me you've been thinking about me today, what did you wear for me." He said. She stripped off her coat and dress, down to her red lacy panties and a matching teddy, and posed for him seductively. She was wearing her sexy underwear again, I noticed, for him. He took a moment to watch her model them, then nodded his approval.

"Get on your knees" He said, she kissed down his neck, then his chest, and his thighs as she slowly sunk to her knees.

"That's my girl," He told her. "Tell me what you want."

She felt his crotch, squeezed it and kissed his bulge through his dirty jeans, then quickly dug his cock out of his pants, it was long and thick, heavily bouncing as it grew harder.

"Please," She begged, "I want this." She kissed the head of his cock.

Oh, yes, do it baby! I thought, then felt ashamed at my lustfulness, but there was no denying my building excitement.

"I want to feel your pretty mouth on me, you tease. Put your lips on my cock, get it nice and hard!" he said.

Her lips were quickly around his cock, and she licked and slobbered on the fat head and long veiny shaft until it was dripping with spit, then she bobbed frantically as if she needed his cock and needed it badly.

I watched in stunned silence with my mouth hanging open. The lips I kissed every morning got wide as she slid more of his cock into her mouth, watching my wife's face as it reacted to the pleasure of serving him, I was jealous and hurt. But I didn't look away.

"Suck my cock, get it nice and wet for your pussy." He encouraged her, and she loved it, I could hear her needful whimpering, driving me crazy with desire.

"You're an even better cocksucker than I remember. Show me those tits." He said. His voice is calm, but direct. She started to pull her lacy bra off, never taking her hungry mouth off his swelling cock. She moaned sweetly, licked and sucked it like she was hungry, even starving, and it was delicious to her.

The cock she was worshiping was fairly large, long, uncut, bigger than mine, and thicker, with a large and pronounced crown, her wet lips slid over it like she was eating a candy apple. She nibbled his foreskin and ran her tongue over the head, spit and drool started to drip from his shaft and balls onto her hard nipples.

He eventually pulled her up, smiling. "I knew you fucking wanted my cock, Sadie." he told her. "You are a slut, aren't you? My slut."

"Oh, god yes! I've missed you!" She told him, stroking his wet cock, "I've missed this."

"Make me believe it, slut." He urged her.

She tore at his shirt, stripping his chest bare in a moment, she kissed his neck and chest, licking his nipples hungrily. He was skinny, no body fat, but he had a big thick chest and arms, patches of hair across his pecs and down from his belly button. He looked much more buff and fit naked than he did a moment ago wearing his ill-fitting clothes.

"That's my good slut" he said, making her giggle.

He pulled her toward him, pushing her down on the bed and tugging off her panties, she spread her legs without being told.

"Tell me what you need," he asked.

"Fuck me, Bruno! Oh god, fuck me! My pussy needs you so badly, Bruno, please make me come on your big cock!"

He quickly moved between her legs and before I knew it he started pounding his cock into her. His ass would tense and raise, then thrust forward as he plunged his cock into her pussy making her moan and cry out, her legs spread wider with each thrust.

My tight jeans trapped my swollen cock, I felt along the bulge as my dick throbbed and leaked into my underwear. I realised that holding back felt more intense than stroking, I watched my wife cheat on me and savored the erotic tension.

"Ugh! Yes! YesI" My wife cried out as he drove his cock into her. I was desperate to free my aching cock and jerk off while he fucked my wife, but I wanted the sweet, painful anticipation I wanted this feeling to last.

He grunted "You fucking love this don't you slut? You love cheating, you love me fucking you, don't you? Say it!"

"Oh, no, god! Yes! I love it! Fuck me!" She cried.

I was horrified. I knew I should burst in, pull them apart, maybe fight him. But she was so excited, happy and eagerly pleasing him, what if she took his side? I was afraid of looking weak and foolish in front of her, and... I couldn't look away.

"Oh, yes, fuck me, I'm cumming!" She nearly sang, her legs shaking and wrapping around him, pulling him in.

As I watched my wife orgasm for this guy, my heart thumped in my chest, my face grew flush, I could feel the heat and redness of humiliation growing across my skin. I heard her soft moans and her joyful gasp every time he plunged downward deep inside her. It was so sexy, so hot!

I was frozen in place. I watched the power of his muscular thighs as he drove her ass into the sofa over and over. She spread her legs and I could see how his cock had split her sopping pussy open. Her hand grasped at his ass, her nails clawed at his back.

"You're such a hot little slut!" He called, "Yes, I'm a slut. I'm your slut!" She replied.

She humped her hips up at him while grinding her pussy into his cock, trying to get his hot pole deeper inside her. Then suddenly my wife screamed in a sexual climax, thrashing wildly, gasping for air. He never stopped or even slowed down, fucking her even harder now.

I could hear the distinctive sound of two bodies slapping together, then my wife's wild moaning "Oh! Oh! Oh!" She took more of his cock with each thrust.

They kept it going, their sounds increasing in the heat of the moment.

"Oh god! Be gentle!" she begged.

"You like it rough!" he replied.

"Oh god yes!" She giggled, then screamed in pleasure as his cock plunged into her.

"You feel amazing. So amazing!" She moaned, "You feel even more incredible than I remembered!"

"You are such a fucking slut." He told her.

"Just don't stop doing what you're doing----promise you won't ever stop!" She squealed.

She began to scream as if she was about to explode, then jerk and groan as she came on his cock again, I'd never seen her do that before. She was flushed and panting, nearly passed out with exhaustion.

"Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh!" He grunted and his body tensed up, I could tell he was pumping her pussy full. After a moment he collapsed, his body falling and covering her, she pulled him close and held him.

He moved off her to catch his breath, and my wife moved her head to his lap taking his dripping cock in her mouth. She began to lick his shaft and suck his mushroom head with eager delight. His cock looked enormous in her mouth and she bobbed her head up and down spitting and drooling all over his shaft and balls, then licking it up again, taking his large smooth nuts into her mouth one at a time.

She would stop and kiss the head and run her lips and tongue along the shaft. I watched as she stopped at the slit of his cock and probed it with the tip of her tongue moaning all the while. She made love to his cock with her lips and tongue.

By this time I was literally shaking with sexual craving, a deep powerful hunger and need for release. I resisted a powerful urge to pull my hard cock out and stroke it. I was still ashamed and hurt that she was cheating on me, but oh so excited to watch her do it. I realised I was jealous of her, he seemed to give his attention to her as if he was bestowing a gift on her, she loved his touch, his kiss, and his commands. I felt a strange attraction to him, it disturbed me but it was undeniable. As if I would do anything he asked, if he only asked me. I started to understand the spell he had over her.

Incredibly he was still hard, he pushed his cock into her pussy again, and began to fuck her pussy harder as she started moaning loudly, like she was posessed.

"Oh fuck me Bruno! You know what I need! What I love! Fuck me, oh, oh oh oh yes!!"

He was forceful and merciless, I didn't know she could take so much rough pounding, but eventually he tensed, grunted, I could actually see his cock throbbing as he pumped loads of cum in her pussy. This semen leaked from the sides of her abused pussy, down over her thighs and ass. He must have fucked her for 40 minutes by now, then he slowed to catch his breath, his body on top of hers and she began kissing him, her hips still grinding against his, never letting his massive piece of meat out of her.

After he caught his breath, he rolled off her, his semi-hard cock slipping from her pussy followed by a stream of sticky hot semen. He grinned and said "If you won't tell him he's a cuck now, I'll find something else for you to do. Go back to your dull husband, you cheating whore, I'll call soon." Sadie weakly sat up, and obediently started pulling her clothes on. She never even tried to clean up.

I jumped back onto my bike, noting his license plate number and sped off, taking a shortcut home. I tore off my clothes and lay in bed, trying to calm my breathing. Again, she arrived home, stopped in the bathroom, took a pill, and staggered to bed. I waited until her breathing calmed, then turned the light on, she looked over at me. "I didn't mean to wake you. " She said, sleepily.

"I've been waiting for you, lover." I said. I kissed her, she pulled back at first perhaps afraid I could tell she'd been with another man. I could, of course, I tasted his cock on her lips and tongue but it only made me hotter. After a moment she surrendered to my sexual advance, kissing me back and pulling me close.

"You are so beautiful, somehow even more sexy tonight!" I whispered to her.

She crawled next to me and I rolled her onto her back, the thick scent of sweat and sex hit me immediately, making my cock hard and ready. I slipped over to her, laying next to her used, naked body. I looked down at her body, her breasts were flushed, her nipples still hard, her pussy lips were swollen and slightly spread open, her clit was erect. Her pussy still dripped with liquid and I could see where it was dribbled down her ass crack causing a growing spot on the sheets. My sleepy wife's pussy had obviously been well fucked.

I snuggled up to Sadie and placed my hand between her open legs. I began to softly slide my finger up and down her pussy, lightly stroking her clit. She moaned in her sleepiness and spread her legs open even further. I slipped my finger into her, feeling how hot, loose and filled with slimy wetness she was still.

She must have still been in a state of submissive arousal from her encounter with Bruno, she moaned and fucked my fingers with her pussy.

I slipped down and began to softly lick around her clit, probing with my tongue through to her inner folds. I concentrated on her clit, slowly sucking it into my mouth and ever so gentle licking around it.

"Oh, no, you shouldn't, not tonight!" She warned, weakly.

"But it feels so good, doesn't it, baby?" I teased, pushing my tongue into her.

"Oh, oh oh! Yes!" She purred.

She became more awake, reaching down and holding my head with her hands, guiding me as she pushed her hips up into my face. She was moaning and rotating her pussy against my mouth. I moved my hand up to her pussy and pulled her outer lips apart, exposing her inner folds to my probing tongue, even knowing I tasted his semen mixed with the familiar taste of my wife's sweet pussy. I was lost in sexual bliss as I sucked and drank her sweet honey and Bruno's thick male cream.

I knew what I was doing was depraved and wrong, I knew how I should react to her cheating, how I should be repulsed and sickened by the taste of another man's cum.

But I wasn't. All I could think about was how fucking hot it was to watch her submit to him, how she worshipped his cock, how she begged him to fuck her even as he demeaned me, her husband. And how incredibly sensual she looked climaxing on his cock.

I ate her pussy until she came, moaning and screaming and finally climaxing on my face, grinding her freshly fucked cunt into me desperately.

I reached down and stroked my cock, still dripping pre-cum all over the bed. I moved up between her legs, reached under her thighs and lifted her legs up as my cock slid around the wet opening of her pussy. I probed her folds with my cock until I slipped it between her pussy lips. She gasped and moaned in sinful pleasure as I pushed in and sank it into her cunt until our public hair rubbed together.

Her hands clung to my chest, running up my back and through my back, my neck and then my hair, then down to massaging her own breasts and pinching her hard nipples. I leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Sucking and biting while I put my arms around her back and began bucking my hips into her. She kissed me, the pungent scent of cock and cum on her breath. Reaching up, I grabbed a handful of her silky hair and pulled her close to me. "You are such a fucking whore, aren't you Sadie?" I asked.

She gasped, but in her aroused state replied "Yes, oh god yes!" she admitted. "I am a whore. I'm a wanton whore! I'm aching for your cock, fuck me! I'm all yours!" She started to orgasm again, she continued to fuck through her release, thrusting her hips harder and faster on my cock.

I paused for a moment as she came, enjoying the feeling of her throbbing cunt on my cock. Her pussy was hot, but stretched and overflowing with another man's semen, but it felt incredible against my bare skin.

I began a slow in and out and rotated my pelvis as I pushed myself against her on each stroke. Her pussy lips were swollen and spread wide as I pressed myself into her. I began to speed up, Sadie rotated her hips to meet me, matching me stroke for stroke. I couldn't hold back any longer, she sensed it and reached around me, pulling me into her as hard as she could. I grunted and began to pump my cum deep in her abused pussy. I felt her muscled spasm around my cock as she began to cum again. After a half a dozen spurts, I collapsed onto her body. She held me as I softened in her pussy.

Eventually my cock slipped out and slid down the crack of her ass. She wiggled her ass against it, sending a thrill up my spine, then she stroked my back softly as we both came down from our orgasms. I rolled onto my back and we lay there together until we caught our breath.

Sadie rolled towards me onto her side and swung her leg over mine pressing her pussy against me. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my skin, and hot liquid dripping down my thigh, my cum mixed with his.

"What brought that on?" She asked sleepily.

"You looked so beautiful tonight, I wanted you so much." I said, honestly. Then we were both quiet, as if we both knew her secret but were not ready to admit it. It would wait, I guess.

We snuggled and fell asleep together.

In the morning, we had coffee as usual, talked about our day, and kissed each other as we left for work. It was surreal how normal everything seemed.

As soon as I could, I looked up his license number and found his information. Bruno, a convicted felon from Texas, sentenced to 15 years for charges related to drugs and stolen goods, and just recently paroled because he turned state's evidence against the leader of a drug cartel, and now he was on the run. He must have traced Sadie to Maine through friends, and taken a job nearby to be close to her. He knew she was married, it didn't seem to concern him. Or her, to be fair.

I had no idea how to deal with this all. I mean, how could I go and confront him, a convicted felon with friends in a drug cartel?

And Sadie seemed to come alive with him, in ways I'd never seen before.

Should I invite him over, saying "Fuck my wife here in our bed where it's clean at least, as long as I can lick her dripping pussy after you cum in her."? I felt immediately disgusted with myself for even thinking that. But I thought about it a lot.

A few days passed seemingly normally but I knew they would not last, I would have had to do something soon. It was made worse when I heard Jody talking in her sleep. "Oh god, I wish I could feel him. Oh god, I want Bruno to make me come again!" I barely slept, wondering what it meant for me, my wife, our very marriage?

A few days later Sadie called me at my office and told me she would be heading out with her work friends that evening. She told me she loved me and not to wait up, but her voice was troubled. I told her I loved her too, and to have a good time.

That afternoon I tried to think about everything I'd seen so far, Sadie's insatiable lust for him, his dominating control over her, his threat to make me subordinate, surrendering my own wife to him and only watching as he took her anytime he wanted, fucking her like a whore then leaving me to deal with the mess he left behind. Time passed slowly as I couldn't help wondering what Sadie was doing, was she with him, sucking his cock, letting him fuck her endlessly. I got hot imagining her cheating with him, her submission to him, her lips worshiping his cock, her screaming in orgasm over and over. It made me so horny I anxiously checked my watch, she should be there by now.

I rode my bike to his place and cautiously approached from the side, hidden by the overgrowth, and there was our silver Honda sedan, parked next to his beat up old Chevy Camaro convertible, complete with bondo patching along the side and an ill-fitting fiberglass hood and fake air scoop. One side back window was missing and the opening covered in grey duct tape. He had jury-rigged some cheap ghetto side exhaust pipes instead of a muffler, I bet that thing was loud.

There was a third car there, a beat-up old pick-up truck.

Bruno was outside, there were two other men with him, younger guys, like college age, I heard him call them Dean and Kip. Jody stayed in her car until Bruno walked over and opened her door, almost pulling her out. She hesitated when she saw Dean and Kip, but Bruno pressed his body against my wife, hugging her. He kissed her roughly. She turned her head, and tried to push him away, the other men laughed at her resistance.

"Is your husband ready to be cucked?" He asked. "Are you ready to show him what a cheating whore you are?" She shook her head. "No, please, leave him out of this! I'll do anything, I'll do anything!"

"Maybe there's another way you can be useful tonight," he laughed. He pushed her down, dropped his pants and stuck his semi-hard cock in her face. She anxiously glanced over at the other men, but then was quickly on her knees, licking his balls and sucking his cock out in the open as Dean and Kip watched.

"Woah! What a fucking whore!" Kip said, as Dean grinned lustily.

"You'll fuck all of us tonight then, won't you?" He asked. She glanced around nervously, then nodded.

"You'd rather fuck a couple of strange men than spend a quiet evening home alone with your loving husband!" He called, "Fucking cheating whore! Rub your pussy for us!"

Sadie moaned in anguish, but she obeyed him, reaching down between her legs and rubbed her pussy. The younger guys laughed and squeezed their growing cocks while they watched her.

"Tell us all what a cheating slut you are!" Bruno taunted her.

Soon her cries warned of an impending orgasm. "Oh fuck yes! I'm such a slut, I want all those cocks baby, I need to get fucked so good!"

He pushed her onto the hood of his car, and lifted her skirt, she tugged her panties aside and pulled her ass cheeks open for him. Her face pressed down on the hood as he pounded her soaking pussy. The other men were stroking their cocks, pinching and groping her breasts, sometimes kissing her while Bruno fucked her.

After she screamed in climax, he pulled back, his hard cock shiny with her lubrication in the dim light, and pointed to her exposed pussy. The other men nodded, Bruno held out his hand.

"She's everything I said, right? You guys ready to fuck?" Bruno asked.

The younger men nodded and each handed him something, as he put in his pocket, I realised they were paying him to fuck her. Suddenly I was frightened for my wife, sickened at how they casually used her, she deserved better than Bruno. Desperately, I looked around for some way to save her and escape, but they had her surrounded and I was alone.

"Let's get to it!" He called. They all laughed, Bruno pulled Jody up and they went inside. I crept carefully to the open window.

Bruno walked to a small desk in the tiny office, and emptied his pockets, placing two small packages and a small gun on the desk. He opened one package, used the contents to pack a bubbler pipe and joined his guests. There was no doubt he was selling her, making her a whore, trading her pussy for drugs and guns.

Bruno pushed her down on the end of his ratty couch, he tugged his shirt off and lit his pipe and they passed it around. They were laughing and seemed to be very comfortable with each other. Dean reached over and kissed Sadie on the mouth, grabbing her breast in his hand, after a moment she kissed him back, very enthusiastically I noticed. The other man began to take his clothes off too, they were both young and fit, tanned and smooth, like swimmers. Dean reached down and pulled Sadie's top up and over her head, completely exposing her tits to their greedy stares.

Dean kicked his pants off, his large hard cock sprang free. "Suck his cock, baby," Bruno told her. Sadie seemed to relax, and even get excited. I decided to stay hidden unless she was in real danger, for now.

She looked over at his big cock as it bounced just in front of her face.

Oh, yes, suck it, you cheating whore, show me how you suck cock, I thought.

She pulled it to her lips then sucked Dean's dick deep into her mouth, her tongue licking the soft underside until the cockhead was at the back of her throat. She paused, sucking it hard, putting her hands up on his thighs. Then she pulled back, until just his head was in her mouth. She took a deep breath, wetting her lips, and she went back down again. Deeper she went, her lips and mouth swallowing this stranger's huge erection, then back up to the top. She wasn't even bothering to look up at him; if she had, she'd have seen him grinning, watching another man's wife suck his cock.

"Wow, she's good," he admitted. Of course she fucking is, dipshit! I thought.

Sadie kept working up and down the shaft, sucking it, until after a few strokes she let it fall out of her mouth. Her fingers wrapped around the base, pumping the hard shaft a few times spreading her saliva and his precum over the shaft. After a few strokes she swallowed his cockhead again. She stuck out her tongue and licked around the rim, then turned her mouth, licked down the shaft to her fist, then back up the other side.

"You are a fucking slut aren't you?" Bruno asked her, and my wife nodded.

"Fuck the whore's fucking throat dude." He told Dean, as Kip stroked his thick cock and mauled her tits, waiting his turn.

They were wild on her. Kip lifted her up, and started to finger her pussy.

Bruno stepped back and told Dean to go ahead. Dean was fully nude now with an erection that stood straight out towards my wife. He grabbed his hard cock and stroked it, I noticed there was room for at least another hand or more on his long shaft, but average in thickness. He stepped forward and pushed Sadie down across the sofa. She giggled and slid her butt up onto the dirty cushions.

Bruno warned him "You can fuck her, but only I cum in her cunt!"

As she moved Dean bunched her skirt up past her hips, exposing her almost completely. Dean lowered himself down onto her and began to kiss her as he pushed his erection against her pussy. Sadie let out a moan as he penetrated her dripping wet pussy and began to pump his cock into her in a steady rhythm as Bruno and Kip finished taking off their clothes. Sadie and Dean were really going at it now, but I couldn't help notice Kip's cock. It wasn't even fully hard, but was already the longest I'd seen, he moved up and pushed it past her lips with a grunt.

"You look so sexy with your mouth fucked by that big dick..." Bruno told her. She obviously loved being used like this, she smiled at Bruno as she tried to take Kip deeper. "Do you know what's going to happen next?" He asked, she managed a muffled moan indicating a yes. "This big cock is going to fuck your mouth until it explodes. You're going to make him cum so hard, he's going to flood your mouth and you're going to take every fucking drop. Do you want him to cum? You do, don't you?"

My wife nodded eagerly.

From there is was almost a blur of big cocks, my wife's mouth and pussy constantly filled and fucked.

Kip grabbed the back of her head, about to cum, and fucked her mouth, she gagged as felt the first signs of his ejaculation; a jet of cum pouring out of the cock fucking her mouth, coating her face and lips.

"Are you done yet, boy?" Bruno mocked Kip.

Kip chuckled and replied "Not until we both fuck her!" he pushed his cum covered cock into her mouth, and she eagerly started licking it. Dean pushed him out of the way and stuffed his cock into her mouth next.

Bruno shoved her head onto Dean's cock, pushing my wife's mouth down and seemingly past her gag reflex, the shocked look on her face that she was able to take the entire length down her throat like a slut. Immediately, Dean grunted like an animal and I could almost feel his giant cock twitch and pulse and jump as it shot a thick hot load down her throat over and over.

Bruno pushed her onto all fours and rammed his cock into her wet and used pussy again. I watched in amazement, a voyeur for my own wife's infidelity.

The men fucked her relentlessly, making her cum, again and again. Bruno fucked her sloppy pussy, then Kip moved in and gripped her waist, pulling her onto his huge hard cock, grunting with each deep thrust while Dean stroked his shaft nearby.

I realised this is what I secretly fantasized about, even masturbating over these past few weeks. Watching the orgasmic pleasure of my wife as she went from worshipping one cock after another until it exploded all over her. My own cock was painfully hard, throbbing and squirting precum, but I resisted the urge to jack off.

And Bruno's cock never seemed to go soft, I could see his entire body tense as he filled her pussy again. Dean grunted and fucked her throat past Sadie's lips, spit and drool flooding her mouth and spilling down her tits.

Sadie's eyes rolled back, Dean kept sliding his cock over her lips; She licked his dripping cockhead, still moaning with sexual need.

At first, I was worried they were hurting her, but it weas soon obvious she fucked them as hard as they fucked her. It was amazing to learn how sexual and insatiable she could be.

Kip took Bruno's place between her legs and started to fuck her wildly. They were all taking turns inhaling from Bruno's pipe, laughing and making stupid jokes. Sadie never touched the pipe but the smoke inside was thick, I could see her acting wasted as they traded places on her body. Kip looked like he was about to cum when Dean pulled him out of the way and took his place at her pussy.

Sadie was screaming that she was cumming as Dean pounded into her as fast and hard as he could. Dean's butt muscles began to tense up as he told Sadie he was going to shoot his load. He pulled out of her pussy reluctantly and pushed his cock into her mouth, even as Bruno again took his place in her cunt. Her legs wrapped around his ass cheeks and pulled him in as far as she could. He fucked her until she screamed and thrashed in a powerful orgasm. Bruno kind of stumbled backwards as Sadie writhed and her legs shook, screaming that she needed more cock.

Kip crawled on top of Sadie next. He pushed himself into her pussy and began to pump her. She seemed dazed, as if didn't even seem to notice him fucking her, but I could almost hear the squishing sound of his thick cock as he plunged her cum filled cunt. My wife seemed to relax and let him fuck her, as if she needed a break from Bruno's hard pounding. After about five minutes Dean pulled out of her mouth and dumped a fresh sticky white load across her tits. He moved off and Bruno took his place for a go at my wife's mouth. He wasted no time in pushing his cock into her and pounding away, soon she looked as if she was going to cum from sucking him alone.

Kip began to cum in her pussy as Sadie choked and gagged and swallowed Bruno's cock. After a minute or two, Dean rubbed his wet cock all over her face as Bruno fucked her mouth, unaware that Kip just filled her pussy.

Bruno was still fully erect, his cock looked huge now and very thick coated with layers of cum and pussy juice. She took his balls into her mouth one at a time, before licking up his shaft again.

Dean got between her legs and pushed his cock into her in one quick thrust. She pulled her legs up and spread them even further to take him deeper. He didn't waste any time and began to pump into her hard and fast, grunting and adding his load to Sadie's already full pussy, Bruno didn't seem to notice. He weakly pulled out and sat back next to Dean. As he moved off of her, she lay there with cum completely covering her tits, cunt and thighs. Her pussy lips were swollen, exposing her gaping, cum dripping pussy.

Sadie lay there panting with her legs spread. I could see her pussy lips swollen and slightly parted. There was thick frothy cum oozing from her open cunt.

I'd never seen guys cum so much in my life, never in porn or even wild stories. I guess they must have taken something, I'd love to know what it was! There was cum everywhere, Sadie was covered in it, even as she licked it off her own tits and body.

Kip and Dean now stood to one side stroking their semi-hard dicks as Bruno moved in between Sadie's legs. Sadie reached out with her arms and pulled Bruno down onto her body. I could see Bruno reach between his legs and grab his cock. He positioned it at her opening and began to sink it into her. Even though she was filled with loads of cum, Bruno started fucking her like crazy.

He didn't have it half in and Sadie was already moaning in pleasure. Her legs jerked open as she pushed her cunt up to meet his thrusts. Bruno pushed harder and sank his cock into her to the hilt, and began to pump, Sadie spread her legs jerked wider and she groaned in wanton satisfaction. Somehow, she was more excited by his cock than the others, her hips thrust up into him, desperately trying to take all of him into her cunt.

"Oh my god Bruno! Cum in me, fill me up!" She begged, as she seemed to be cumming on his cock continuously. She was crazy with lust and passion like I've never seen her before.

Watching her I felt my body shiver and a large spot of precum leaked down my pants. Why was I so sexually excited watching my own wife's pussy being fucked by big, hard cocks and filled with other men's cum? Or worse, why was I turned on by the thought of licking her well fucked pussy? My mouth licking and devouring her obliterated, cum-dripping sex while she moans and pleads for release? The sexual denial and anticipation was making me crazy, I had never felt so on edge before, so ready to explode, it was incredible.

Kip was hard again and pushed his cock into her mouth even as Bruno fucked her. "Cum. Fucking cum. Cum for me, I want to see you flood her mouth. Empty your balls and flood this cumslut's mouth!" Bruno called. "We'll send her back to her cuck husband all stretched out and covered in spunk!"

Listening to Bruno degrade her, command her, then detail his plans for me, was horrifyingly arousing. I imagined the scene playing out in our home, my wife crying out in climax as Bruno and his friends gangbanged her while insulting and humiliating me. Would I be soon finding myself living in chastity, serving my own wife up to rough men? Maybe, if she wanted me to, but not these assholes, I prayed.

Kip shouted and flooded her mouth with cum, Sadie gagged and his cock slipped out, spewing thick ropes of white sticky semen across her face and neck. Dean sat nearby, taking hits on the hash pipe and watching Bruno pump his cock into Sadie. When kip finished ejaculating, he joined Dean and took another hit off the pipe, ther were obviously spent at last, even though they were younger, but Bruno was a fucking machine. It occured to me I was watching them even as they were watching Bruno fucking Sadie, kind of a surreal situation. They even started stroking their semi-hard cocks to the live sex show in front of them.

I'd never seen anything like it. By now Bruno had fucked her for more than an hour since she arrived, pumping his cock into her wildly, then slowling down and almost gently letting her ride him, the entire time my wife seemed to be having one continuous mindblowing orgasm.

"You love fucking us, don't you slut?" he demanded. "Your big dick's making me cum so much!" she moaned helplessly in another orgasm.

Finally he grunted with climax and began to pump his cum deep into her, she was yelling his name out and screaming for him to fuck her harder, I had never seen her like this before.

When he was finished filling her pussy with his thick load again, they all cheered and congratulated themselves on how rough they fucked her.

Bruno sat next to Sadie, almost tenderly lifting her and holding her close. She managed a smile at him, and reached for his cock. "Tell me you love my cock, slut." he taunted her.

"I love how Bruno fucks me with his big cock, I love fucking you, you fuck me like no one else fucking can, it's so amazing, I'm so horny to go fuck you again!" She looked at him to see if he was pleased. "I want to be your little whore all night, oh baby please send them away so we can be together."

Bruno grinned. "You'll give that pussy for anyone I tell you, but no one fucks you like I do, right?" He asked. Sadie nodded. "Your husband will learn how much you love my cock soon enough. He'll watch as I fill you with my cum, over and over."

"Bruno, don't hurt him, I'll do anything.." Sadie pleaded, weakly. Bruno just snorted.

"Do you guys want to get a beer? It's open mike night tonight, if we leave now." Kip said.

Bruno removed his arm from Sadie, she was so exhausted she fell back onto the sofa, barely acknowledging him. "Thank me, you slut." He said, she smiled weakly and mumbled "Thank you for fucking me, Bruno". He grinned and told the guys they should all go back to the bar for open mic night, returning later for "round two". Sadie closed her eyes, as if trying to block out the shame of being used by these men.

Bruno laughed, and turned to the other men, "It will be so much hotter when we fuck her in her own house, her husband watching, his cock locked away in a cage! And I'll be wearing his key!"

My wife looked over at Bruno "Don't leave, make me cum again, please?"

Bruno laughed "What a slut! Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

Kip chuckled. "I can't believe this slut is married, her husband must be a real wimp!"

They laughed, Dean added "We'll drink his beer and fuck his slut while he helplessly looks on!" Kip said "And make him suck our dripping cocks!" Then they all laughed, taking another hit off the pipe. Eventually they clumsily dressed, not even checking on Sadie.

They dizzily stumbled out, laughing and promising to return soon and fuck her all over again. They piled into Bruno's car, he gunned the engine loudly and sped off. I watched as the loud screaming V8 engine disappeared, the shitty muffler made such a noise that several nearby houses turned their lights on, looking to see who made all that racket.

My cock had been painfully hard for a while now, a dark stain of precum on the front of my jeans was still growing. I was so ready to cum, so needing to ejaculate, I felt like my balls have never been this full.

I stood at the window thinking: What was it about Bruno that she could not resist, and why do I feel the same unusual attraction to him as he spoke, nearly compelling me to submit to his whims? Could I resist, or even should I? I had been standing outside watching my wife get fucked now for well over an hour, it was increasing difficult not to pull my dick out and stroke it, but I found the denial and buildup of sexual need to be incredible, my body almost trembling with an uncontrollable urge to cum, but I would not allow myself to. The anticipation of having my wife back was holding me in check. I loved it, the feeling of needing to cum but resisting was almost making me delirious.

Bruno called me a cuck? I shook my head, did she want that? Despite my risky, even morbid curiosity, and erotic temptation to experience Bruno's domination, I wasn't sure I could live that way, or escape his influence if I changed my mind. And, could I force Sadie back into a lifestyle she once feared so vehemently? Unsure what I would find, I crept into the office, I saw Bruno's stash of drugs and the gun he just traded so his friends could fuck my wife, in their rush they left everything siting out. And then I saw my wife.

She lay there, her skin flushed, sweaty and she was panting from exhaustion, her legs spread as wide as they had left her with the hot semen of other men dripping from her mouth and tits and oozing in thick streams from her abused pussy. I carefully moved over to the sofa, not sure what I would do, or how she'd react when she saw me. As I stood there looking down at my wife's manhandled but sexy body, my cock was as hard as oak. I wanted her and I didn't care about anything else. I crawled between her legs, my face only inches from her dripping pussy.

The smell hit me first, the scent of sweat, sex, female arousal and the pungent pheromone of fresh semen. My head was swimming from the potent mix, I inhaled deeply, my body trembling with anticipation. As I watched, Sadie touched herself gently, softly moaned as an orgasmic aftershock made her tremble.

She sighed and spread her legs, I caught a fresh whiff of that just fucked smell from her pussy. Her used, swollen and stretched pussy was incredibly erotic to me, so beautiful. There were fresh thick splashes of cum in her pussy hair, dribbled streams and rivulets from her tits to her ass and down both thighs. I pushed her legs wider apart, her pussy seemed to open as semen oozed from inside her.

I put my lips over her pussy and sucked, getting a mouthful of liquid and swallowing. Sadie gasped, suddenly aware she wasn't alone.

I pulled off my clothes, my cock bouncing free after a long painful confinement. She looked over at me, maybe in a daze, recognised me and whispered "No, I'm so sore, please."

"Not too sore, I bet." I sneered at her. I think she suddenly realised what I must have seen. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do this, he made me! I thought you may have known, I suspected you knew." she said, amazingly calmly. "Did you like watching me?"

I was speechless. I guess there was no point lying, or denying I had caught her, and I was far beyond screaming at her or making threats. I was turned on like crazy, and desperate to cum again, and she knew it.

"I fucking loved it." I told her.

She spread her legs, and beckoned me to join her. Helplessly, I dove into her pussy, licking and sucking and pushing my tongue deeply into her hot dripping snatch.

"Fucking shit oh fucking shit fucking eat me!" my wife cried out, "I'm so fucking horny baby I wanna cum for you!"

I looked up at her as she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Don't fucking stop!" Sadie exclaimed, keeping her hands wrapped around my head and my face smashed against her pussy. "Eat my pussy!"

I ate her sopping fuckbox until she screamed and came all over my face, then I stripped off my clothes and lay next to her on the dingy sofa.

"Fucking whore," I whispered into her ear, dragging my hard cock over her thighs, "Did you really fuck those men today? Men you never met before? You let them fuck you so hard?"

"Yes!" She squealed proudly. "Yes I did baby, I'm such a dirty slut, I met them today and fucked them and begged them to cum in me again and again!"

Her brazen carnal confession made my cock throb against her thigh, a stream of precum streaking across her skin.

She smiled and held her arms out inviting me into them. "Did you like watching me getting fucked so good?" She asked. "Oh, baby, it was the hottest thing ever!" I admitted.

I moved up on her body and easily slid my cock into her battered hole, I could feel her stretched and well-fucked pussy, the heat was incredible and of course my cock was sliding in a pool of other men's spunk. I held in deep for a moment, savoring the feeling, then slowly pulled out. Sadie whimpered in frustration.

I slid my stiff cock back into her well used pussy and began to pump in and out. It was incredibly sexy, such a taboo thrill to take her fresh from her lover's cock, still filled with his cum. Fucking her ravaged pussy was mindblowing, so erotic, so intense, it felt hot a smooth, slick and wet, her body twitched and squirmed, sending eclectic tingles up my spine.

"I love the way you fuck me," my wife purred.

I pumped my cock into her faster and faster like a madman, wildly, even before I came my cock started to unload my cum into her pussy.

She gasped and panted, her breath carried the pungent musky taint of sweaty cocks and fresh semen, the smell drove me wild.

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer as I finally came. She begged me to fill her with my hot cock juice, which I did in thick powerful jets. I held her, we kissed and she told me she loved me. My cock stayed hard inside her, after a remarkably short time I felt the need to cum again.

I started sliding my cock in and out of her overflowing creamy pussy, she closed her eyes and tossed back her head, almost in an orgasmic trance, saying "Fuck me Bruno! Fuck your slut! Give me your cock, fuck my pussy Bruno!" over and over. Hearing her shamelessly calling his name was like an electric shock running up and down my spine, I felt like the alpha, taking her from the bull she desired, I started fucking her uncontrolably and as roughly as I could until we both grunted and came powerfully, and I added my hot spunk to my wife's already overflowing and creamy pussy. I collapsed on top of her, completely spent. We held each other for a moment, catching our breath.

"Do you like fucking him?" I asked.

She giggled, still a little buzzed from his pipe I guess, but we had no secrets from each other anymore. "Fuck yes I do, his cock was sooo fucking good, so fucking big, he stretched me and he fucked me like the slut I am." She confessed "What do you think about that honey, your cumslut wife fucked other men today with big huge dicks."

"Holy shit, that's so hot!" I said, before I could stop myself. "Do.. do you still love me?"

"I love you, I wanna fuck you all the time, please say you want to?'" Sadie ground her hot ass around and drove her crotch up and down my shaft.

I moved up onto her torso and kissed her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth. I can't explain why it turned me on so intensely, so profoundly, kissing her lips that still tasted of other men's cocks, her tongue still coated with their semen. I was dizzy with desire for her. Reluctantly I pulled away, my head spinning.

"I'm glad that you found out, I wanted to tell you but I was afraid. Do you hate me? I couldn't help myself, I tried to stop him, I tried to get away, but I was weak. Oh, god, I'm so sorry, I am! Please don't leave me!" She begged. "I'll make it up to you, I promise!"

I lay next to her, lazily licking her nipples, still covered with sweat and warm semen ejaculated by her dominant lovers a few moments ago. She was stoking my still-dripping cock, slowly making me hard again. I loved seeing her so alive, so sensual as she submitted to aggressive men, it excited me at a level like I've never felt before, so far beyond the vanilla sex I was used to. I lay there wondering if we should wait for them to return, I'd confess to Bruno that I knew everything, even begging them to fuck my wife.

"Do you want to be his slut?" I asked. "Do you want me to be a cuck, watching him fuck you?"

"No! No no, not anymore, I want only you! But I can't help myself when he's around, I can't tell him no!"

I recalled her drunken panic a few weeks ago where she admitted Bruno has some kind of power over her, a charismatic hold on her, that she was desperate to escape. I felt it too, a magnetism pulling me in, and wondered if I'd be as helpless to resist him as she was, and what that would mean if I submitted with her, would I be betraying my own wife?

I knew what to do. "Let's get out of here."

I helped Sadie to get dressed and we left in her car.

We made it home quickly, as soon as we were inside I called the golf course and anonymously complained about loud noise coming from the landscaper's office. About an hour later, I went back to get my bike and saw the Golf Course manager's car, and two police cars at the landscaper's office, Bruno was in handcuffs, Dean and Kip were sitting in a squad car.

I'd guess they found the drugs and gun in Bruno's office, violating his parole, soon he'd find himself back in a cell near the drug kingpin he snitched on.

As I watched them being taken away, I thought of those young, sweaty muscular jocks, their big swinging cocks, wet, shiny shafts roughly sliding in and out of my loving wife's mouth and pussy, mixing their cum with her white creamy pussy fluid, how she moaned in unleashed sexual ecstasy and shuddered in powerful orgasms. They called her a slut, a whore, and treated her worse. And she loved it. The fresh memory made me get so hard and then incredibly I trembled and a dark wet spot grew in the front of my jeans, I just came in my pants.

As the police closed the squad car doors, I felt a pang of regret, doubt over my actions crept into my mind. Maybe I should've kept her secret, resigned to watch quietly from our closet as Bruno used my wife, even sold her body for sex? Well, not Bruno, we both deserved better than him. But I was guilty that I turned him in, and a little ashamed that I would not get to see him fucking my wife again. Then I remembered the hungry looks she always got from all those hot guys at the gym, there were always other men, better men interested in my wife.

I rode home and climbed in beside my wife, turned off the light and fell asleep thinking about what I'd seen tonight, my cock getting hard as I imagined the possibilities.