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Lana Crosses A Line

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Our weekly photo shoots have become a constant in our lives. Once a week, Cliff comes over, and I take a ton of hot photos with he & my wife. Lana schedules everything, and we never miss a week.

Today though, was different, We were going to visit Cliff and Raquel (his wife) as a couple. We hadn't visited in awhile, and it was really awkward last time. I'm nervous, but hoping that it will go a little better this time. Or maybe I want more of the same - it was horrible but fucking wild last time...

Anyway, we're just out of the shower and getting dressed. Lana pulls out her favorite bikini - a black string number. The top is just a pair of tiny triangles that barely cover her tiny nipples. Since her breasts are so tiny, she doesn't really need any support. The bottoms are a half - thong design - they leave the bottom half of her round ass bare.

"Just in case we go for a dip, I don't want any surprises like last time."

Last time, of course, she went in the hot tub quite naked, and I'm sure that was the cause of the rest of our evening.

I keep my (reluctant) disappointment to myself, and hand over my board shorts, and Lana puts both suits in her purse. She then goes off to do her makeup, leaving me to finish dressing.

In a moment of... I don't know. Spite? Stupidity? Horniness? I fish around in her purse, pull out her tiny bikini top... and put it back in her drawer. I left her bottoms and my suit.

In any case, we finish dressing and putting ourselves together, and she looks amazing as usual. She chose a skintight leather miniskirt that barely covered her. She also, the little slut, skipped the panties, and she had no need for a bra under her also-skin tight black tank top. I was rock hard already, and the evening hadn't even started.



Somehow, we make it over to our friends' house without me attacking Lana.

We arrive and are greeted by our longtime friends - Cliff gives Lana a big hug - wrapping his hands around her tiny waist and lifting her in the air. A tad inappropriate... but we're good friends. Raquel gives me a warm hug, and all I can think about is her giant tits pressing up against my chest. They're fucking huge. They're also hanging out of her very low-cut dress. Also not helping my erection problem.

So we head off to finish making dinner, and a bottle of wine appears from nowhere, and swiftly disappears, followed by another as we eat, and another. Everyone's tipsy, if not outright drunk, and it's time for the hot tub again.

Raquel teases Lana "Will you be treating us to your perfect little body again, Lana?"

Lana blushes as Raquel laughs, but squeaks out "No, I remembered my suit this time" as she pats her purse.

Cliff & Raquel go change into their suits - Raquel's, of course, being much too small. I have no idea how her tits stay inside, and I'm pretty sure if the suit moves a millimeter, her nipples are coming out. I try not to openly gawk, but it's hard, they're huge, and I'm drunk.

Lana drags me off to the bathroom so we can change. We strip, and I quickly pull on my shorts, as Lana ties her tiny bottoms on. She fishes around in her purse for her top, then faster, then she's frantic.

"What's wrong?" I innocently ask my topless wife.

"I can't find my bikini top!"

"I think you want to show yourself off again. You liked it last time."

She just glared at me, not wanting to accuse me, but still hot.

"You know what? Fine. I do want to show off." Defiantly, she opens the door and strides off, leaving me behind. I didn't even move until I heard the catcalls from Cliff & Raquel.

I double time down to the hot tub, and my tiny, topless, little wife is settled in right next to Cliff. I take my place next to tits / I mean Raquel. There's more wine, and everyone is drunk, seriously drunk.

Lana is teasing me with her foot, under the water. I feel like I'm about to explode between that, and Raquel (I'm sure) purposefully leaning forward, daring her tits to pop out. Eventually Lana stops teasing me, but I'm too distracting by the conversation with Raquel and the view.

I don't know how much time passes, but out of nowhere, Raquel says - "I think we're alone."

I turn, and sure enough, my wife and her husband are nowhere to be seen.

"I think we better check on them" I slur, stumbling to my feet, oblivious to my obvious arousal. That doesn't stop Raquel from giggling, however.

We grab some towels and dry off, then head off in search of our spouses, Raquel's tits and my erection bouncing as we walked, much to her amusement.

Suddenly I stop. "Do you hear that?" I know she does, though, because it's suddenly so very loud and obvious. The house is filled with the sound of Lana's pleasure. She's moaning louder and faster,

"FUCK YES. OH GOD, OH GOD. MORE. DEEPER. FUCK. YOU'RE SO FUCKING BIG, GIVE IT TO ME."

Her moans and screams build up to an obvious orgasm, followed shortly by another, and I'm crushed. I'm fucking crushed. My beautiful wife is cheating on me.

Raquel doesn't seem hurt *or* angry, which would normally shock me if I weren't drunk. She grasps my hand and leads me to the couch, where she sits me down. She immediately sits on my lap, undoes the tie on her bathing suit top, and peels it down off her massive breasts. Before I can react, she grasps my hands and places them on her breasts.

"If she's going to cheat on you, she's a bitch. But you deserve this."

And in that moment, I knew I did deserve it. I leaned up and we started to kiss passionately as I attacked those tits.

Suddenly she stands, and I'm afraid she's changed her mind. No, she's peeling off the rest of her bathing suit. And, I forgot for a moment, she's a really big girl. No matter. I slide off my own suit, leaving me naked. She climbs back on top, reaches down to grasp my barely-average cock, and lowers herself onto it.



I'm immediately struck my how FUCKING TIGHT she is. I can feel her cunt gripping every inch of me as she lowered herself down. She begins to rise and fall on me, and before i even realized what was happening, I lost control and started cumming inside my best friend again.



"Fuck Raquel I'm so sorry. I'm not normally like this with Lana"



Raquel smiles, and leans down to whisper in my ear "No, but I bet Lana isn't as tight as me. Least that's what Cliff says."

She sits on my lap for a few minutes, and I mindlessly play with her tits. Then she rises, and drops to the floor, taking my flaccid and completely soaked cock between her lips. Not two minutes later, I'm rock hard again, and she smiles.

"Get on your hands and knees." I command.

She smiles and does so, pointing her fat ass towards me. I climb down and point my cock toward that wet, obscenely tight hole. I find it, and force my way in, until I'm as far as I go. I grab her thick waist (much different than Lana's, where i can nearly wrap my hands all the way around) and begin to fuck Raquel from behind.

As a new wave of Lana's moans fill the air, I feel anger. White-hot anger. My good friend Cliff is upstairs fucking my wife. He's fucking MY WIFE, my perfect, 4'9", 95 pound, tiny waisted, perfect breasted, round assed, blond hair, blue eyed, tiny wife. Meanwhile, I'm fucking a fat girl.

SLAP, SLAP, I pound that fat girl's pussy as hard as I can. SLAP SLAP SLAP. In and out, faster and faster, I fuck this fat girl's amazing, obscenely tight pussy.

Raquel may be fat, but she has incredible tits, and the best pussy I've ever had. Lana wasn't this tight when we first met, and she sure as fuck isn't anywhere near this tight now.

I'm holding onto Raquel's waist tight as I'm pounding her, and my spell is broken briefly by her sounds of orgasm. Her pussy clenches down on me with a force I've never felt as she comes, and the pressure immediately forces an orgasm out of me, as I flood her with my second load of the evening.

Done with Raquel, I pull out and pull my suit on, not really addressing what happened. She is a little dazed, and struggles to pull her own suit on. We sit together on the couch for awhile, and eventually, my little slut wife comes stumbling down the stairs, still topless and wearing her bikini bottoms.

"There you are" she says to me, as if I was the one missing. "Are you ready to change and go?"

Deciding to play dumb and see where this leads me, despite my anger, I smile and say sure. We walk together upstairs to the restroom to put on our clothes.

As I strip off my bottoms, I look at her. She's so fucking perfect, I can't get over it. She slips off her bottoms, and her bald little pussy is just... perfect. She turns and her ass is... perfect. I decide to push it and see what happens.

I lean up against her from behind, holding her tiny waist, and press my newly found erection against her perfect rear.

"Oh baby, not right now. I'm so tired." she slurs.

Hell. No.

I spread her legs open from behind, and press my cock against her still- soaked pussy. She doesn't fight, as she sighs her acceptance. I press inside from behind.. and she feels....gooey. Really wet, but also very gooey. She clearly didn't clean up after her cheating. I slide easily inside her, and quite honestly don't have much feeling. Fucking Lana's stretched out pussy after Raquel's tight little thing is a real eye-opener.

I begin to fuck her, holding her hips tight. It's like fucking a warm jar of mayonnaise.

"You like that, don't you?" I say, half taunting.

Realizing that she's supposed to like it, even though she probably feels about as much as I do, she starts to halfheartedly moan.

Fucking her hard, listening to her fake moans, was just pissing me off. I needed to cum, but my wife's once-perfect body wasn't doing it for me.

"You're a slut, fucking in your friend's bathroom. Showing everybody your tits in the hot tub. You're a slut, always posing for pictures with a cock in your mouth, or one in your pussy."

"Yeah, I'm a slut" she breathes almost silently

"How should I treat a slut like you?"

"Oh baby, cum inside me, just cum in me."

Gripping her hips tight, I go for the dagger "I can't, Lana, you're not tight enough."

She tries to pull away as she gasps at my remark, but I hold her tight and continue to fuck that loose pussy.

"What the fuck? It's not my fault you have a small dick."

This fucking BITCH. I fuck her harder, not caring if I hurt her.

"You can be a real bitch, you know. That's some bullshit."

Lana is silent, fuming. I continue to fuck her as hard as I can, finally feeling my orgasm building.

She stops struggling and just takes it, until finally I find my release, and add my cum to the load (loads?) already deposited there earlier.

I pull out, dress quickly and then turn to her.

"I'm leaving. Maybe you can ask your fuck buddy for a rid home." Then I slam the door in her face and walk down, out to my car, and drive home alone.

My wife fucking cheated on me. This wasn't like before. It wasn't for pictures. It wasn't at my request. It wasn't on a bet. It was pure lust, and she fucked another man. Fuck her.


Our weekly photo shoots have become a constant in our lives. Once a week, Cliff comes over, and I take a ton of hot photos with he & my wife. Lana schedules everything, and we never miss a week.

Today though, was different, We were going to visit Cliff and Raquel (his wife) as a couple. We hadn't visited in awhile, and it was really awkward last time. I'm nervous, but hoping that it will go a little better this time. Or maybe I want more of the same - it was horrible but fucking wild last time...

Anyway, we're just out of the shower and getting dressed. Lana pulls out her favorite bikini - a black string number. The top is just a pair of tiny triangles that barely cover her tiny nipples. Since her breasts are so tiny, she doesn't really need any support. The bottoms are a half - thong design - they leave the bottom half of her round ass bare.

"Just in case we go for a dip, I don't want any surprises like last time."

Last time, of course, she went in the hot tub quite naked, and I'm sure that was the cause of the rest of our evening.

I keep my (reluctant) disappointment to myself, and hand over my board shorts, and Lana puts both suits in her purse. She then goes off to do her makeup, leaving me to finish dressing.

In a moment of... I don't know. Spite? Stupidity? Horniness? I fish around in her purse, pull out her tiny bikini top... and put it back in her drawer. I left her bottoms and my suit.

In any case, we finish dressing and putting ourselves together, and she looks amazing as usual. She chose a skintight leather miniskirt that barely covered her. She also, the little slut, skipped the panties, and she had no need for a bra under her also-skin tight black tank top. I was rock hard already, and the evening hadn't even started.



Somehow, we make it over to our friends' house without me attacking Lana.

We arrive and are greeted by our longtime friends - Cliff gives Lana a big hug - wrapping his hands around her tiny waist and lifting her in the air. A tad inappropriate... but we're good friends. Raquel gives me a warm hug, and all I can think about is her giant tits pressing up against my chest. They're fucking huge. They're also hanging out of her very low-cut dress. Also not helping my erection problem.

So we head off to finish making dinner, and a bottle of wine appears from nowhere, and swiftly disappears, followed by another as we eat, and another. Everyone's tipsy, if not outright drunk, and it's time for the hot tub again.

Raquel teases Lana "Will you be treating us to your perfect little body again, Lana?"

Lana blushes as Raquel laughs, but squeaks out "No, I remembered my suit this time" as she pats her purse.

Cliff & Raquel go change into their suits - Raquel's, of course, being much too small. I have no idea how her tits stay inside, and I'm pretty sure if the suit moves a millimeter, her nipples are coming out. I try not to openly gawk, but it's hard, they're huge, and I'm drunk.

Lana drags me off to the bathroom so we can change. We strip, and I quickly pull on my shorts, as Lana ties her tiny bottoms on. She fishes around in her purse for her top, then faster, then she's frantic.

"What's wrong?" I innocently ask my topless wife.

"I can't find my bikini top!"

"I think you want to show yourself off again. You liked it last time."

She just glared at me, not wanting to accuse me, but still hot.

"You know what? Fine. I do want to show off." Defiantly, she opens the door and strides off, leaving me behind. I didn't even move until I heard the catcalls from Cliff & Raquel.

I double time down to the hot tub, and my tiny, topless, little wife is settled in right next to Cliff. I take my place next to tits / I mean Raquel. There's more wine, and everyone is drunk, seriously drunk.

Lana is teasing me with her foot, under the water. I feel like I'm about to explode between that, and Raquel (I'm sure) purposefully leaning forward, daring her tits to pop out. Eventually Lana stops teasing me, but I'm too distracting by the conversation with Raquel and the view.

I don't know how much time passes, but out of nowhere, Raquel says - "I think we're alone."

I turn, and sure enough, my wife and her husband are nowhere to be seen.

"I think we better check on them" I slur, stumbling to my feet, oblivious to my obvious arousal. That doesn't stop Raquel from giggling, however.

We grab some towels and dry off, then head off in search of our spouses, Raquel's tits and my erection bouncing as we walked, much to her amusement.

Suddenly I stop. "Do you hear that?" I know she does, though, because it's suddenly so very loud and obvious. The house is filled with the sound of Lana's pleasure. She's moaning louder and faster,

"FUCK YES. OH GOD, OH GOD. MORE. DEEPER. FUCK. YOU'RE SO FUCKING BIG, GIVE IT TO ME."

Her moans and screams build up to an obvious orgasm, followed shortly by another, and I'm crushed. I'm fucking crushed. My beautiful wife is cheating on me.

Raquel doesn't seem hurt *or* angry, which would normally shock me if I weren't drunk. She grasps my hand and leads me to the couch, where she sits me down. She immediately sits on my lap, undoes the tie on her bathing suit top, and peels it down off her massive breasts. Before I can react, she grasps my hands and places them on her breasts.

"If she's going to cheat on you, she's a bitch. But you deserve this."

And in that moment, I knew I did deserve it. I leaned up and we started to kiss passionately as I attacked those tits.

Suddenly she stands, and I'm afraid she's changed her mind. No, she's peeling off the rest of her bathing suit. And, I forgot for a moment, she's a really big girl. No matter. I slide off my own suit, leaving me naked. She climbs back on top, reaches down to grasp my barely-average cock, and lowers herself onto it.



I'm immediately struck my how FUCKING TIGHT she is. I can feel her cunt gripping every inch of me as she lowered herself down. She begins to rise and fall on me, and before i even realized what was happening, I lost control and started cumming inside my best friend again.



"Fuck Raquel I'm so sorry. I'm not normally like this with Lana"



Raquel smiles, and leans down to whisper in my ear "No, but I bet Lana isn't as tight as me. Least that's what Cliff says."

She sits on my lap for a few minutes, and I mindlessly play with her tits. Then she rises, and drops to the floor, taking my flaccid and completely soaked cock between her lips. Not two minutes later, I'm rock hard again, and she smiles.

"Get on your hands and knees." I command.

She smiles and does so, pointing her fat ass towards me. I climb down and point my cock toward that wet, obscenely tight hole. I find it, and force my way in, until I'm as far as I go. I grab her thick waist (much different than Lana's, where i can nearly wrap my hands all the way around) and begin to fuck Raquel from behind.

As a new wave of Lana's moans fill the air, I feel anger. White-hot anger. My good friend Cliff is upstairs fucking my wife. He's fucking MY WIFE, my perfect, 4'9", 95 pound, tiny waisted, perfect breasted, round assed, blond hair, blue eyed, tiny wife. Meanwhile, I'm fucking a fat girl.

SLAP, SLAP, I pound that fat girl's pussy as hard as I can. SLAP SLAP SLAP. In and out, faster and faster, I fuck this fat girl's amazing, obscenely tight pussy.

Raquel may be fat, but she has incredible tits, and the best pussy I've ever had. Lana wasn't this tight when we first met, and she sure as fuck isn't anywhere near this tight now.

I'm holding onto Raquel's waist tight as I'm pounding her, and my spell is broken briefly by her sounds of orgasm. Her pussy clenches down on me with a force I've never felt as she comes, and the pressure immediately forces an orgasm out of me, as I flood her with my second load of the evening.

Done with Raquel, I pull out and pull my suit on, not really addressing what happened. She is a little dazed, and struggles to pull her own suit on. We sit together on the couch for awhile, and eventually, my little slut wife comes stumbling down the stairs, still topless and wearing her bikini bottoms.

"There you are" she says to me, as if I was the one missing. "Are you ready to change and go?"

Deciding to play dumb and see where this leads me, despite my anger, I smile and say sure. We walk together upstairs to the restroom to put on our clothes.

As I strip off my bottoms, I look at her. She's so fucking perfect, I can't get over it. She slips off her bottoms, and her bald little pussy is just... perfect. She turns and her ass is... perfect. I decide to push it and see what happens.

I lean up against her from behind, holding her tiny waist, and press my newly found erection against her perfect rear.

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