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Introduction:

This is part of a fictional story I wrote.
Comments are welcomed good or bad. This is the first part of the story. Hope you enjoy it.



No matter how much you think you know someone, there's always something that can make you see you don't know them very well at all.

For instance, I met my wife when I was 29 years old. She had just got hired on at my father’s company, where I also worked. When your dad owns one of the largest companies in the area, you are pretty much guaranteed a VP job and lots of money after college, and that is what I had. She was hired as a nothing more than a girl to answer phones, file papers, and run errands. I would say she was a secretary, but truth is she worked for the secretaries.

When I first saw her I lost track of my thoughts. She had dark brown hair with red highlights and an amazing figure. She was leaning over the desk reaching for something and I only had a back view and couldn't believe it. When she turned around and saw her bright green eyes and amazing smile, I just about fell in love right then and there.

I introduced myself to her and asked her dinner. She politely declined, which wasn't something I was used to. I wouldn't say I'm the best looking guy alive, but not the worst and my name spells money to most people. I was a bit in shock as she walked away.

The next day she walked up and asked if the offer was still open and I told her "of course". I arranged to pick her up at 7. I wondered why she changed her mind but didn't really bother with it.

We went out that night and it seemed like she was made for me. She was everything I could have hoped for in a woman. We liked the same bands, same shows, and the same foods. We ate, drank, and danced a bit and then I asked her back to my place. She was hesitant but agreed to it after a bit of persuasion.

I will never forget that night. As I opened the door to my house, I started kissing her. I laid her down on the couch and started removing my jacket. I took off my shirt and she pushed me down to the couch. She straddled me and started kissing down my neck. I unzipped her dress and she stood up and let it fall to the floor.

I looked at her and couldn’t believe it. She had on a black bra and thong set with a garter belt and thigh high stockings. The way she looked right then was almost enough to make me just throw her over the arm of the couch and shove my cock into her pussy and pound away. My cock was so hard I had to undo my pants and let it out.

She got down on her knees and put my cock in mouth. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing. The way she ran her tongue up and down my cock and then would shove it down her throat, it took everything not to shoot my load then.

I raised her up and lay down on the couch. I pulled her over to me.She slowly took off her thong and strattled me. She rubbed her pussy all over my cock. Then as I felt my cock sink into that hot pussy I couldn’t help but want more. I grabbed a hold of her waist and started pounding into her. I wasn’t worried about hurting her, in a way I wanted it to hurt. Her pussy felt like it was grabbing my cock. It felt so good. She was moaning louder the faster I went.

I pulled her off of me and pushed her down to the floor. I grabbed her by her hair and shoved my cock into her throat. I told her how much I liked her sucking her pussy off my cock. She couldn’t really respond while gagging on my cock, but I could tell she loved it too.

I pushed her down on all fours and she raised her ass up in the air. She wanted it so bad and that in itself made me want to give it to her. I got behind her and lined my cock up with her pussy. She was trying to get my cock in herself. I slapped her ass pretty hard and she screamed out. I jabbed my cock into her pussy and she moaned loudly. Then it was on. I began to forcibly pound at her pussy. I had handfuls of of her ass in my hands. I grabbed a hold of her hair and pulled her head back. I couldn’t believe how wet she was. Feeling her tight, wet pussy grabbing my cock and wanting it so bad about put me over the edge. I guess she was thinking the same thing because she started to go wild on my cock.

“Give it to me,” she would say, “I love your cock!”

I responded with “Of course you do, because you are a fucking slut.”

Turns out she likes to be called names.

“Yes I am” she gasped.

“You are a dirty fucking cum whore aren’t you?” as asked as I slapped her ass as hard as I could just to hear her scream some more.

“Yes I am a fucking whore!” she screamed out which was followed by an “OHHHHHHHH” as started cumming all over my cock.

I could her juices flow over my cock as her pussy was pulsating and I lost my load right there. I filled her pussy and as I pulled out she turned around and started sucking the cum off my cock. I was in heaven.
I knew after that I night this is the woman I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.

Most of the women I fucked could take a cock pretty well, but this girl outdid herself. I hadn’t had sex that great in years. I thought about her after she left that night and ended her masturbating to the thought of her the next morning, which is something I rarely did since it was easy enough to find a woman to get me off.
I was convinced then that I would marry her.

Now I see that I should have took more time to get to know her. I met with her a few more times, but most of our dates were fuck sessions. I started recording them to beat off to the next morning. Then I convinced her to stay and would just fuck the shit out of her multiple times throughout the night. She would suck me off on the way to work the next morning, which made for a great day at work by the way, and I loved it.
She was a cum whore, my cum whore.

We were married a couple months after met. Looking back, I don’t know if it was love or if it was more that she loved the money I had and I loved the sex she gave me for the nice gifts I gave her.
My wife and I have been married for 5 years now and I am just now realizing what type of woman she is. Well let’s just say she made it very clear.

I came home from a work conference one day and I can hear her moaning. This peaked my interest. I loved watching her get herself off.

I went upstairs quietly so I could catch her without her suspecting me. As I rounded the corner to the bed room I could see her on top of the bed, on top of a guy, her ass up in the air as she rode his cock. I couldn’t tell who he was they weren’t facing the right way for me to see. I stood there for a minute. First furious, she really was a fucking whore but I couldn’t help but be turned on. I loved the way she looked, even when fucking someone else.

She was moaning as she rode his cock and went in and out of her. My cock was throbbing at this point. She was playing with her perfect breasts while bouncing on his cock.

I quietly took off my pants. I tried to be quiet, but with as much noise as she was making plus the radio being on, I don’t know if she would have heard me bang on the walls. She didn’t notice I was there until I got behind her on the bed. She went to get up and I pushed her back down. She was stuttering, not knowing what to say I guess and I just kept my hand and arm on her back. I was holding her down on him, which in turn was holding him down. Him being my best friend. I was so angry at her fucking whore ass and him.

I took my other hand and slapped her ass as hard as could. It felt so good that I did it again.
She started crying begging me “No please!” and “I’m sorry”

I grabbed my cock and spit on it. I wanted a little lube on it. I then shoved it in her ass. She started screaming. Anal was one thing she was never into, but this was not about her. I could feel my cock spread her ass open. I pounded her tight ass until I couldn’t take it anymore and I exploded in it.

I then pulled her off his cock turned her around and shoved mine down her throat. I forced her head all the way to my balls as my cock was still kind of hard. She was sucking her ass off my cock, and I loved that. I grabbed her by the hair and threw her off my cock as my “friend” Austin was trying to get out the door.
That’s the day I realized my wife wasn’t my cum whore, but just a whore.

Turns out that was just the beginning of what I would realize about my “loving” wife…and the beginning of her punishment.
3 comments

anonymous readerReport

2012-09-04 10:58:02
my wife loves her pussy filled with cum

anonymous readerReport

2012-08-31 19:38:08
^^^ Because of his money obviously

anonymous readerReport

2011-09-28 23:14:50
So... why did she changed her mind about the date?

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