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Click hereThe crest hit. Michelle couldn't stop screaming now. She glanced once at Ron as she did, watching as he pulled at his now-free cock, watching his wife fuck his friend. Truly -fuck- now. Her scream was one long low cry, and JP let loose, jet after jet of his come filling the tiny amount of space in her that his cock wasn't filling. It squirted out around his thrusting shaft with each movement, more and more of it soaking his pubic hair and balls, washing down over him he realized that he had stopped shooting, and that there was still more fluid pouring out of her, realizing that her own come was flowing freely now.
Michelle lay back, her lover's thrusts having subsided. She convulsed involuntarily, the aftershocks of her orgasm hitting her hard. Her breath came in short gasps, her whole body shuddering, her breasts jiggling with her movements. She smiled and cried, and looked at her husband on the floor, who was doing the same. She leapt off of JP, who lay in exhaustion on his now wrecked bed.
Come still pouring out of her, Michelle squatted next to him and looked into her husband's eyes. He smiled, and sighed, hand still on his own cock, tears on his cheeks.
Michelle smiled back, kissed him deeply, then spoke to him, her face an inch from his, her eyes locked on his.
"I'm still yours. Forever. You're all I truly need, and this won't ever happen again, not if you don't want it to. You are my love."
With that Michelle lowered her sopping cunt on to her husband's dick, slicking it with her and JP's come, then moved up, letting it pop out again. She looked right in Ron's eyes, and then lowered her asshole onto his waiting cock.
"My love."
Your story was excellent and the best on Literotica. I doubt you will ever see this as it has been four years since you have written. You are the best.
I would suggest to the "writer" to change his hobby to something else,away from writing.
Something like macrame or quilting ! 1 !!!
Read a number of the stories in the category to which you refer, and am not seeing the similarities in content or vocabulary. Always find it funny when comments like that come in from the Anonymous crowd. Where are your brilliant tales, buddy? I personally think that some of the 'straying wife' tales on this site are among the best. Slickman comes to mind.