Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereI couldn't get it out of my mind. She had just taken another mans massive load, from his enormous cock. Everything about her was now a billion times more sexy in my corrupted mind. There she walked, right in front of me, flooded with semen, moving back and forth between her legs with every step. As we walked down the stairs and toward the room, neither of us uttered a word. I was okay with that, as my erotic psychosis was still in full swing, and I hadn't a clue what I'd say anyway.
As we got to the room, I swiped the key card into the lock, the light turned green, and in we went. The room was filled with our familiar smells, Janet's perfume, the smell of fabric softener on our hanging cloths, and completely smoke free. It was like we were transported back into our comfortable existence and all was forgiven. Problem was though, my system was so jacked up with a carnal need to release a breeding shot of my own, I couldn't help myself.
I forcefully grabbed Janet and began kissing her more intensely than ever before. She instantly began trying to push me away murmuring "No fucking way. Not after all this."
*
If leaving feedback, please include your email for details on the rest of the story. There is a lot more developing here. I appreciate your feedback very much... It's why I write...Thanks for reading... Nathan
This was a good and fun story. I am now looking to see if there was a follow up. Bike ride? Maybe an annual visit to the hotel the next year?
Excellent story, loved the workup to the massive fucking. Great story of how to heat up your wife and watch her take massive cock n cream from a friend or in this case a well hung biker...Wish this had been my wife!
I would like to have the ending where they are both horny when they return to their room and fuck in a hot frenzy.
Extremely well written. Even though the biker-bit turned me off in the beginning, I warmed to the decency in the biker couple. The feelings and emotions of Scott and Janet took a great deal of imagination on the part of the writer. I can't wait to read more of his works.
I’ve always liked this story and can guess that there will be other men in her over time. Even if he sells the bike neither of them will be able to forget he first truly big cock.
He’ll jack off in the shower or when she’s not home remembering how hard she came and she’ll miss it late at night when the memories won’t go away and she’s wet and swollen.
No I didn't have a fantasy of watching my wife with another man. But I was watching her as she was dancing with a black guy I didn't know. You see I had to work over and agreed to meet with her and our friends as soon as I could. I had just arrived and seen her dancing before I seen our friends that she came with. I didn't have a problem with him being black I had a problem with where his hands were and what he was doing with them. I was on a mission. She seen me coming towards them and pushed herself away from hi.I tapped his shoulder and said hey Bubba I'm cutting in. Sorry honky the lady is wiff me mon. Sorry Bubba she's my wife and you are done. Well you F_____g honky and tried shoving me backwards. I kicked him in the knee and busted his lip and bloodied his nose. I asked Shelley if she would like a dance? Sure. Just as we started dancing I asked what was that about letting him play with your but especially in public and I'm not with you what the Hell do you do when you are alone. I'm sorry she said. I I'm going over to the table and explain that I'm tired heading home. Do what you want I will not tolerate this kind of shit. At the table I explained and Shelley said sorry guys but I'm leaving also catch you later. To my knowledge she has never done anything like it again.
When she went for the first ride on page 1, barefooted and in pajama shorts, the story became too stupid to read.