A Choice

Then to me he said, "Her pussy has sweet fragrance."

Carlos followed Hector's lead and he too sniffed her bikini. He grinned at his cousin and said, "Muy dulce." (very sweet)

"Yes, very sweet," I agreed.

I turned my attention back to my wife and buried my face between her legs into the folds of her cunt. I heard her moan as I probed her drenched interior with my tongue. I glanced up at her and caught her tugging her hard nipples in time to the tongue lashing I was giving her. I worked a finger into her soaked snatch and soon the room was filled with the wet swooshing sound of my digit machine-gunning in and out of her cunt. I teased Lynda's clit with the tip of my tongue.

In ecstasy she mumbled, "Feels good...Honey...feels good."

I knew she was getting close to orgasm. I so wanted to give her an orgasm. I trailed my tongue through her slit passing wetly over her taint. I found her anus and teased it with light feather-like flicks of my tongue.

Suddenly I jammed my thumb up her asshole and pushed it toward my finger still in her cunt like she was a six-pack. Hearing Lynda groan a protest I gently bite her clit. The sudden pleasure of pain pushed her over the top and she orgasm.

"Pussy....cum...pussy...cum!" Lynda wailed as she slapped her thighs together trapping my head between them. Her cunt contracted so hard around my finger I thought she might break it.

After she recovered and released my head I looked up at my wife from between her legs. She returned my gaze and mouthed a silent, "Thank you."

I turned to Hector and quietly mumbled, "She's ready."

Carlos practically pushed me out of the way to get my wife's pussy. His long thick cock was already weeping pre-cum. He dropped to his knees between Lynda's spread legs and roughly squeezed her breasts. He put his hands behind her knees and pushed them towards her breasts. Suddenly he rammed himself into her cunt with a single furious thrust.

Lynda protested the abrupt penetration with a high pitched cry. Her dissent seemed to fuel Carlos lust even more. Soon he rocketed his rather large cock in out of her pussy with reckless abandon.

She softly raked Carlos muscular chest with her nails and stuttered, "Slow down... Carlos...huh, huh... you'll enjoy...oh... it more."

Ignoring Lynda's mumbled advice Carlos grabbed her hips to get better traction. The tattoo of an Aztec warrior on his bulging bicep seemed to mock me but, I couldn't look away despite the shame I felt. Carlos thrust his cock with youthful exuberance. He backstroked too far and fell out of my wife's cunt just as he started to cum.

Carlos cried out in frustration, "No, Noo, Nooo!"

Lynda grabbed his wet spurting cock and tugged it as Carlos covered her belly with his cum. As soon as he was spent she reached up behind his curly-haired head and pulled his face to hers. She kissed his lips and softly soothed, "That's okay, Carlos, you'll last longer next time."

Hector translated what Lynda had said.

Carlos kissed my wife a quick peck on the lips before saying, "Muchas gracias." He rose to his feet and moved out of Hector's way.

I smirked at Carlos with unsettled satisfaction as he moved past me. I looked at Lynda and asked with a trembling voice unable to hide my jealousy, "Why are appeasing his ego? Let him feel like a lousy lay."

Lynda looked up at me and said with an edge of anger, "A victim holds a grudge. I chose not to be a victim. I chose to be a participant. I thought you had done the same. Now won't you please participate by getting me a towel?"

I held her gaze for a long moment to suppress my resentment then I went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. When I returned I avoided eye contact with Hector, who was now sitting on the sofa next to my wife. I handed her the towel and she quickly wiped Carlos cum off her belly and handed the towel back to me. I took it and started to retreat from the couch when she touched my hand and looked up at me with pleading eyes. I paused and squeezed her hand to reassure her before backing away.

"Señorita, por favor," demanded Hector.

He had been patient and was now ready to fully enjoy the pleasure of my wife's pussy. His cock would have looked natural on a Shetland pony. It touched his navel and pulsated with each beat of his heart. He reached for one of my wife's creamy white breasts and gently but firmly squeezed it. He smiled as she moaned. He really appreciated her responsiveness. He bent and sucked her hard nipple into his mouth while continuing to squeeze the her breast.

Lynda undid Hector's ponytail and encouraged him to suckle by running her hands through his long dark hair. She murmured, "That's it Hector, that feels so good."

I stifled a sniffle of humiliation as the surreal scene played out before me. My emotions swung between jealous rage and euphoric sexual excitement.

Lynda pushed Hector off her breasts. She slowly stroked his monster cock. She looked into his dark lust-filled eyes, "How do you say huge in Spanish?"

He grinned, "Grande."

"Si, Hector, your cock is mucho grande. You just sit back and enjoy it while I work that enormous thing into my pussy."

Lynda scooted over onto Hector's lap. Her pale buttocks contrasted with his dark skin. She hovered above him with her back to his front and he cupped her buttocks above his lap to help balance her. She picked up his cock off his stomach and aimed it at her slobbering snatch. She lowered herself on to Hector's cock.

At first she was only able to insert his thick cock head. Her cunt lips clung to his cock giving it a warm wet welcome. With a grunt she slid down a little further and paused to adjust to Hector's girth. She repeated the process again and again until she was finally fully impaled on the colossal cock.

She leaned back against Hector's chest and exhaled like she had just completed a marathon. She gently rolled his bloated mammoth sized balls in her hand while she caught her breath. She panted, "So big...so big....cock....huge."

"Lynda your pussy is maravilloso."

Hector turned Lynda's face towards him and kissed her. His tongue fully penetrated her mouth like his cock had just penetrated her pussy. It darted around her mouth pursuing her tongue. His hands fondled her breasts which seemed to disappear behind his huge hands as he manipulated them both. He alternated between softly squeezing her breasts and gently tweaking her nipples. Hector was a very considerate lover and I swallowed hard as the ache of jealousy once again kicked me in the gut.

Lynda looked at me with glazed eyes and smiled weakly. She slowly began to rise up on Hector's hard cock. She left a snail trail of excitement on his cock as she slithered higher on it. She didn't stop until just the head of his cock remained in her cunt. She paused for a second at the apex and Hector's cock visibly throbbed with exhilaration. Suddenly she slid all the way back down his shaft in single movement. Soon Lynda developed a steady sexually satisfying rhythm. She vocalized her enjoyment by moaning while gliding up Hector's cock and groaning as she slid back down his shaft.

Hector mumbled a mix of Spanish and English words hotly into Lynda's ear encouraging her erotic endeavors. He gripped her hips and pushed and pulled her body up and down on his hard horse-like cock. Steadily he increased the tempo of their copulation.

Lynda's creamy white breasts bounced like pale softballs as her pace quicked. She was completely lost in the lust of the moment. She began to diddled her clit and cried out, "Fuck...fuck...fuck."

Gradually my jealousy and humiliation began to be overwhelmed by the erotic sights and sounds before me. My cock throbbed with yearning as I watched my wife fuck Hector. I shook my head confused by my own reactions. On the one hand I was envious that another man was fucking my wife and yet I had never seen such a sexually stimulating sight. I grudgingly had to admit it was better to see Lynda enjoying getting fucked than writhing in pain as she was raped.

Suddenly Hector pulled Lynda completely down on his cock interring himself completely into her cunt. His eyes rolled back in his head as his potent seed spewed forth from his cock and flooded Lynda's fecund womb. He bellowed in blissful release, "Jeh, mamacita!"

Lynda gently squeezed Hector's balls milking more cum from them with one hand while she continued to diddle her clit with the other. Her face and shoulders were crimson and her whole body trembled. She closed her eyes tight and howled with orgasmic respite, "Cum...cum...cum."

I could tell Lynda's climaxing cunt was constricting around Hector's cock as he murmured, "Siente bien, feels good, feels so good."

Lynda slumped back on Hector's chest after her orgasm subsided. She kissed him heartily and huffed breathless, "That was wonderful, Hector, you have a great cock."

He kissed her and whispered, "Muchas gracias."

She rose off Hector's cock and it slipped out of her snatch and slapped his thigh with a wet plop. Cum immediately began to stream from her pummeled pussy as her stretched labia refused to close. She sat back down on the sofa and smiled lovingly at me looking for reassurance.

I turned to Hector and Carlos and sneered, "You had your fun, now get out."

Carlos immediately took a step towards me. Enraged he flailed his arms and spoke rapidly and loudly in Spanish.

I balled my fist and started to square off with the younger man. I no longer tried to contain my aggravation, "Bring it fucker!"

"Carlos!" Hector shouted which checked the young man's advance. He said something to Carlos in Spanish as the young man's eyes blazed rage at me. Then Hector spoke softly but firmly to me, "Carlos didn't get much gratification the first time. Please, he's young allow him the pleasure of your wife's pussy once more, por favor. Then we'll leave...no trouble. Okay?"

My face was red with rage and I shook my head negatively but before I could say a word Lynda spoke up, "Duane!"

I looked at her in disbelief, "It's not right. We kept our word. I watched them fuck you without saying a damn thing. Now they need to go."

She sighed and softly said, "I know, Honey but Carlos was only inside me for a minute or two before he climaxed. He's young and couldn't control himself. He's more frustrated than satisfied."

"That's his problem."

Lynda continued with a sharper tone, "Do you want it to become our problem? The situation has been acceptable so far, Duane. We've been able to participate and avoid becoming victims. Please don't negate that now. It's only sex. Besides, I did imply Carlos could have another turn. Okay?"

Hector had slipped his clothes back on and stood before me ready to intervene.

I knew I couldn't take him no matter how enraged I was, so once again I lowered my eyes to the floor in shame and relented. I choked, "Okay, okay."

Hector said to me, "Gracias, Señor."

He turned to Carlos and quietly said something in Spanish. Carlos' glare soften and he too mumbled, "Gracias."

Lynda lay back on the sofa resting her head on its arm. She spread her legs invitingly. Hector's spent cum streamed down the crack of her ass and puddled on the cushion below her. She grasped Carlos long hard cock and guided it into her hot hole as he moved between her open thighs. She grunted as his cock slipped into her balls deep. She clutched his buttocks tightly and wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him from thrusting wildly as he rose up on straight arms.

She looked over at Hector and said, "Translate for me, Hector."

He nodded.

She looked into Carlos eyes and kissed him fully on the mouth. Her tongue twirled inside his mouth and he responded in kind. She broke their kiss and spoke in a gentle tone, "Slow down, Carlos, take your time. Let your orgasm build. Just enjoy the passion of my pussy."

Hector translated then laughed when Carlos suddenly hissed wide-eyed, "Siente bien."

Lynda threw me a mischievous grin and I knew she had contracted her cunt around Carlos' huge hard cock. She tapped his ass with her palm and he slowly began to withdraw his cock. When it was near falling out of her cunt he just as slowly reinserted it until he was again balls deep inside her. Lynda sighed savoring the sensations of his improving cocksmanship.

"That's it Carlos, fuck me like that. Your cock feels so good when you fuck me like that."

Once again the agony of hearing Lynda take pleasure in getting fucked by another man's cock broke my heart. Hector, who stood beside me, must have sensed my distress. He patted me on the shoulder with his enormous hand and said, "You are a fortunate man, Señor. Your wife is so responsive to the sex."

I looked at him teary-eyed and remained silent.

He continued, "We just enjoyed her pleasures this day. Your whole life she will pleasure you. You are a most fortunate man, I am jealous of you."

The bizarre nature of the afternoon continued to boggle my mind as one of the men who had forced himself on my wife tried to comfort me while I watched his partner fuck her again. I didn't know how to respond to Hector so I simply nodded.

Carlos had increased the tempo of his thrusts and Lynda grunted and groaned in response to his vigorous endeavors. Soon he was pounding her pussy with powerful strokes and Lynda met his plunging cock with upward hip thrusts of her own. The wet flesh on flesh smacks provided an undertone to my wife's growls of gratification.

"Carlos...cock...good....so...good."

Even though he didn't understand Lynda's words, her encouragement fired his lust and with a final fierce thrust he buried his cock balls deep into her cunt. A roar of release erupted from his throat just as his virile seed erupted and sped to join Hector's in Lynda's fruitful womb.

Lynda clutched his ass and tried to get more of his climaxing cock insider her. Her tanned torso grew red with rapture. Her whole body trembled as she joined Carlos in climax. Her orgasm sped from her contorting cunt to the pleasure centers of her core.

She shrieked, "Cumming...cum...cumming!"

Carlos collapsed panting onto of my wife who lovingly kissed his check and then his lips. After his cock grew soft he pulled out of Lynda. Once again her cunt couldn't contain all the cum and it streamed down the crack of her ass to expand the puddle created earlier.

After Carlos dressed both he and Hector kissed Lynda in turn and thanked her for the pleasure she had given them. Carlos walked out the door without giving me a second glance.

Hector paused and took another long look at Lynda as she lounged naked on the sofa. Then he said to me, "Adiós, Señor. You are a most fortunate man."

The door closed and I was once again alone with my wife. The silence was deafening. I tossed her the towel she had used earlier to wipe off her belly.

She immediately stuffed it between her legs and pinched her labia closed to stem the tide of cum spilling from her cunt. She smiled weakly at me and said, "I don't know if I've been so full of cum."

The sun was setting so I turned on a lamp. The light reflected a sheen of sweat covered Lynda's body. I opened the mini-fridge and took out a bottle of water. I flopped down on the couch next to her and handed her the bottle after I unscrewed the cap.

"Thanks," Lynda took the bottle and chugged the water down like a railroad section hand. She put the empty bottle on the end table and asked in a concerned tone, "Are you okay?"

I looked at her with disbelief and spat with scorn, "I'm fine. I wasn't the one getting fucked with cocks the size of tree limbs. How are you? Did you have a good time?"

The hurt in Lynda's eyes was evident. She blinked back a tear and choked, "Would you rather watch me get pleasurably fucked or witness me getting brutally raped?"

I tracked down the tear rolling down her face and wiped it away with my thumb. I sighed heavily, "I'm sorry. And no, I didn't want you to be raped but it wasn't easy to watch you get fucked by their big cocks either."

Lynda curled up to me and rested her head on my shoulder, "I love you. You know that don't you?"

I hugged her close and whispered, "Yes, I know you love me and I love you too. That's why it was so difficult to watch them fucking you."

"Are you angry with me because I enjoyed it?"

"No, I'm not angry with you. How can I be? They were Alpha males and you're a fertile female." I paused to wipe away my own tear as it ran down my face, "I feel like such a wimp because I wasn't man enough to stand up to them."

Lynda kissed my cheek, "I don't think you are wimp. I'm very proud of you."

"Proud of me, how can you be proud of me?"

She hooked my chin with her forefinger and turned my face towards her so she could look me in the eye. "I know it hurt you and you endured it like a man. I'm proud of you for making the choice not to fight even though it was your macho instinct to do so. You chose not to be a victim."

"I feel like a victim."

"You shouldn't."

I pouted, "You're right, impotent bystander would be a more appropriated description."

Lynda's blue eyes pierced my self-pity as she said, "Participant would be the appropriated description. You just didn't watch you got me ready for the fuck of my life. Thank you."

"Yeah, right."

"You're the one who gave me my first orgasm with that talented tongue of yours." She patted her lower abdomen. "Gosh, my tummy is so sore. I've never had so many orgasms in such a brief span of time."

I kissed her lightly on the lips and admitted, "You are so beautiful when you cum."

"Really?" she smiled.

"The expression on your face when you came with Hector's huge cock inside of you was so alluring. Your whole body glowed from the ravishment as you climaxed with Carlos. I've never seen you more beautiful."

Lynda clutched me into a tight hug and I felt her tears drop on my neck as she whispered softly, "I love you, Duane. I love you so much."

"I love you too," I replied hugging her tight.

She kissed my neck then blew hotly on my skin. Goose bumps rose on my flesh. She reached into my shorts and fished out my cock. It was hard and had been hard since I had stripped the bikini bottoms off of my wife exposing her pussy to the Mexicans. She looked down at my cock and observed, "My goodness, Honey, you're really hard. I don't think you've ever been this hard."

"Yeah, it might be hard but it's still not as big as Hector's or Carlos' cocks."

Lynda lifted her eyes from my cock and looked into my eyes, "Thank goodness for that, I wouldn't want those cocks all the time."

"Don't patronize me, Lynda. I saw their cocks were bigger than mine and I saw how much pleasure they gave you. So don't act like size doesn't matter."

She squeezed my cock in her hand and my eyes widened. She giggled, "You're correct, size does matter. Yours is the right size."

"What?"

"Of course I enjoyed getting fucked by their big cocks and they gave me some very enjoyable orgasms. But look at my pussy," she flopped the towel down revealing her devastated cunt.

She resumed, "Look at how distended my labia are I can't even keep their cum inside me. My pussy is so sore. It's not going to be fit to fuck for a few days. I'm going to be walking bow-legged tomorrow and maybe the day after that."

"I see."

Lynda squeezed my cock again then continued, "Your pecker is the correct size to please me. We can fuck every day without me being sore. I'd rather fuck your cock everyday than once a week with theirs."

I kissed her and she started stroking my cock. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said, "Hector was right. I am a fortunate man to have you. I love you Lynda."

She returned my gaze and whispered, "I love you too." Report Story Then she bent down and took my cock into her mouth swallowing its entire length. I groaned as she slowly came back up the shaft and just sucked my hard helmet. I reached for one of her breasts and squeezed it before gently pinching her nipple.