Message-ID: <4243eli$9709191654@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lu595@aol.com (LU5 95) Subject: {NEW} Behind Every Man by LU5 95 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970919093101.FAA22531@ladder01.news.aol.com> An _ _ _ _________ ________ _________ | | | | | | | ________| | ___ | | _______| | | | | | | | |________ | |___| | | |_______ | | | | | | |_______ | |______ | |_______ | | |______ | |_____| | _______| | | | _______| | |_______| |_______| |________| |_| |________ | LU5 95 Collection Standard Disclaimer: This story contains adult language and explicit sexual situations and is NOT intended for minors. If you are a minor or offended by material of a sexual nature, do not continue reading. Copyright, 1997 By Walt D. Comments to LU5 95@aol.com =========================================================== Behind Every Man I was in my middle thirties, married but childless, when the following episode happened. My husband decided to give a party for his boss Conrad, in a bid to secure a promotion. His boss is handsome in a sophisticated older way. His dark hair is veined by strands of silvery streaks and his light blue eyes have a permanent twinkle of good humor in them. He arrived alone because his wife was sick. Barry my husband, had made me promise to be extra nice to his boss and I did my best, always making sure he had a drink or that he had a dancing partner, however I was rather embarrassed by him openly complimenting me on my sexy figure. Even worse was the way he stroked my ass, as we danced, while pressing the hard bulge tenting his pants against my belly. I drank a little too much so by the time the other guests had left I was quite tipsy. Conrad told Barry that he'd love to see more of me as he'd admired my figure all night long and had wondered what I looked like naked. I blushed furiously when my husband told me to give him and his boss a private show. At first I thought he was joking but by the apprehensive expression on his face I could see that he meant every word. He was ready to sacrifice his wife's honor to get the promotion. It made me mad and I decided to give them a show they would never forget. I swallowed another glass of champagne then danced to a record, stripping down to just my panties in front of the two google-eyed men. Once I'd started I became very excited and threw myself into action with wild and total abandon. I went up to Conrad and pushed my crotch in front of his face, daring him to lick my panties and taste the love juice that was staining the front of my panties. He had the grace to look at my husband to see how he was taking it. Barry was just staring at me, his eyes hanging out, drool running down his chin. He looked depraved. Angered, because he was being so passive and was willing to sacrifice his wife for a promotion, I began playing with my heavy breasts, rolling the nipples between my fingers until they were hard and aching. My husband was thunderstruck, by my lewd display, and he watched open-mouthed but did not try to stop me as I fed my nipples, each in turn, into his boss's mouth. Conrad eagerly sucked them into even more throbbing hardness, while his hands became even more familiar with my backside. I slipped my hand down the front of my panties and swept up the sticky juice, which was leaking from my love nest, and offered them to him to suck. He licked my fingers clean. My husband looked on dumb-struck. I knew he didn't envision anything like this, he had just counted on a little prick-teasing, to wet his boss's appetite and make him choose him for the promotion. What had started in anger had became suprisingly pleasurable, immensely exciting, and I began to do my utmost to arouse Conrad to dismay my husband further. Conrad stood up, cupped my breasts in his hands and brought them up to his face. He sucked the nipples into his mouth with great expertise and tenderness. It was as if he'd pushed two buttons which were connected with my clit. A small orgasm just hit me like a brick wall, and my pussy started squirting love juice. It was the first time I'd ever cum without being penetrated. My legs went all shaky and he lowered me unto the sofa while my limp body was still experiencing my orgasmic spasms. Unhurriedly he slipped out of his clothes, completely ignoring my husband's presence. I was really shocked when his penis sprang out as he towered over me. It was a little longer than Barry's but almost twice as thick. I heard my husband groan as his boss took my hand and wrapped it around his thickness. My fingers did not meet as they began automatically to stroke up and down the warm, pulsing shaft. His fingers fluttered up and down my pussy, parting the lips and tickling my clit until it popped out from its hiding place. It wasn't til I heard a strangled sound that I remembered that my husband was in the room. I looked round and saw that he had taken his penis out and was stroking up and down his boss's weapon. I doubt whether I would have gone any further, and consummated what I'd started, if the sight of my husband openly enjoying the sight of his wife being seduced by another man had not made me feel angry and terribly hurt. I knelt on all fours, on the sofa, held on to the arm with both hands while I spread my legs wide and offered my wide open pussy to Conrad. Smiling, over my shoulder, I asked him to fuck me in the most obscene language I could think of. I could see that he was shocked, yet excited by my crude language, as I was. He knelt behind me and steadying my hips with his hands, pushed his penis against the opening of my vagina. I was very wet yet it took sometime before he could get th head of his cock past my straining vaginal lips. Once it was inside it drove me wild right away! To feel his extremely thick cock stretch my pussy, almost to the limit, was incredible and I jutted my backside back to encourage him to give it all to me and he did! I'd never felt so filled and I responded with a passion I'd never known before. I could hear the sound of our flesh smacking, against each other, as his pelvis smashed into my asscheeks flattening them each time his penis rammed all the way up into me. My knuckles were white as they gripped the arm of the sofa to stop myself from being smashed against it from the force of his penetration. I loved being fucked by him and I came with a force which made me blank out so that only ectasy mattered. Oh my God! It was my first time that I've ever climaxed again and again back to back, as he continued to screw me, until finally he stopped with his cock deep inside of me and then he flooded my insides with his hot cum, causing me not only to continue to cum but for me to cum even harder. I collapsed with him still imbedded inside of me. I was breathing as if I'd run a marathon but my body was bathed in the most blissful sensations. I never wanted him to get off. When he did he turned me around and held me close, kissing my face and whispering words of thanks and praise. I looked at my husband and saw that he had his head in his hands and was rocking back and forth in misery. Between his legs a long silvery strand connected the puddle on the carpet to the end of his cock. He had cum watching his wife being screwed by another man. I felt absolute revulsion as I looked at him feeling sorry for himself. I knelt in front of his boss and lovingly took his cock coated with his and my cum, into my mouth and cleaned it with my tounge, making sure my husband could see it. Then I sat on the edge of the sofa and lifted my legs straight into the air in a vee shape and used my fingers to scoop the spunk, from my cunt, transferring it to my mouth. I'd always refused to taste my husband's cum so it was double punishment for him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------ Epilogue The outcome of that evening was catastrophic for Barry and impossibly wonderful for me. Conrad refused to promote my husband because he believed that any man who could use his wife the way he had wasn't somebody he wanted in any position of trust. Conrad comes over, two or three times a week, and I'm his slut, his sex slave and we do everything in front of my husband, who's never touched me since that day. The more depraved and obscene the more pleasure I get from the act and I'm always searching for even more obscene things to do to punish my husband. Last week Conrad brought his brother and the two men took me simultaneously again and again until I was exhausted and spunk dripped from my cunt and asshole and coated mty throat, but that was definitely another story. =========================================================== If you enjoyed this story, first of all contact me. I love comments good or bad please send them to LU5 95@aol.com. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /