The next morning, as my husband began shaving, I was putting on my robe to go to the kitchen. I thought of Jason, how he'd be waiting for me. Feeling wicked, I stripped off my bra and panties before putting on my robe. In the kitchen, Jason followed instructions today. He waited until we heard the water running for my husband's shower before rushing to press me against the refrigerator. The knot holding my robe shut was untied and my robe was a puddle of fabric at my feet within seconds. Jason was pleased when he saw nothing but bare tits and pussy instead of the expected sports bra and panties.

"For me," he asked, grinning, his hands already molding my tits.

"For you," I answered. A hard kiss and strong hands gripping my ass turned me to putty, literally, in his hands. But when he asked to stay home again, I had to say no.

"I'd love nothing more," I said to Jason as his mouth on my neck drove me crazy. "But, after yesterday, I'm too sore."

Jason pulled back. On his face was a look of confusion. I kissed my way along his neck until I could whisper in his ear, "You fucked me so hard yesterday my pussy is sore." 

Jason looked stricken that he'd hurt me. When he started to apologize, I had to laugh while explaining, "No! No, no, Jason. This is a good soreness. It tells a woman she's had sex. Lots and lots of good sex! Maybe by the time you come home from school I won't be so sore and..."

I couldn't finish the sentence with Jason's tongue in my mouth as he celebrated the almost promise of more sex after school. By the time the water shut off upstairs, Jason's mouth on my nipples and his hands on my tits and ass made me wish I wasn't so sore between my legs. My juices were flowing and I would have loved to enjoy another full day of being fucked by Jason's huge cock.

Pushing Jason away when the water shut off on my husband's shower, I took a few moments to hop onto the counter. Fingering my pussy, I smiled, "I want to give you something to think about while you're in class. Something you might get when you get home." I fingered myself for almost a minute. Showing Jason my wet fingers before sucking them clean, I hopped down from the counter as Jason groaned from his desire and his inability to act on that desire. Putting my robe back on, I had my husband's breakfast ready as he came into the kitchen adjusting his tie.

After my husband and Jason left, aspirin and wading in cool pool water did wonders to relieve the soreness. Later, when I saw Jason running from the bus stop, I waited until the front door was closed before stepping out to the top of the stairs. My nude body answered any question Jason may have had about whether on not I'd want to have sex. Laughing, I ran for Jason's room when his bookbag hit the floor beside the door.

I was standing beside his bed when he came running in and 'caught' me. With the growl of an animal, Jason was on me.  A frenzied combination of kisses and frantic pulling at clothes had him naked in seconds. A strong push had me on my back. I was laughing as hands holding my leg and arm turned and pulled and positioned me on the bed before a hard body covered mine. I was wet, but still it hurt as Jason exuberantly pushed into me.

It hurt but I didn't ask Jason to slow down. It hurt so beautifully to be taken rough. It hurt as I spread my legs wider. It hurt as my pussy was filled and stretched. It hurt, but except for my screams of pain/pleasure, I only gasped out words to encourage Jason to take me faster. My thigh muscles were trembling by the time I'd taken his full length. Yesterday I'd let my pussy stretch before initiating fast sex. Today, I knew I could take Jason's large cock, and as the thickest part of his cock stretched my hole, my hips were already humping upwards to drive my pussy around his cock. Urgently trying to take Jason's cock inside me let him know what I wanted and, again, it was pleasure and pain as he began thrusting his cock between my thighs with power.

I was a bitch in heat as I pushed my hips up to meet Jason's thrusts. When Jason rose up on locked arms, I had my eyes closed, demanding to just be fucked harder. Jason's powerful thrusts beat me into submission. My hips stilled. My legs no longer had the strength to push my hips up to meet Jason. I no longer had the strength or will to do anything but lie under Jason as I absorbed every thrust.  As I enjoyed having my breath rammed from my lungs. As I enjoyed every bit of the decreasing pain and the increasing pleasure of being pounded into the mattress until my brain hazed over and higher function shut down as my animal side took over.

And then it happened... My first, true cock only orgasm. My entire body tensed. My head bowing back as my neck muscles contracted. My spine contorted. My fingers clutched at the bedsheets as an explosion took place between my legs that had me in spasms. If the windows had been opened every one of our neighbors would have heard me screaming for Jason to fuck me harder and harder and faster!

I was still coming... I was barely aware when Jason groaned and pushed and pressed his pubic bone against my pussy, grinding himself against my pussy lips and clit. Sensing he was coming in me only caused my orgasm to peak to heights I'd never thought possible. When Jason moaned and collapsed on top of me, we were both exhausted. Sweating and drained of strength. My body was completely limp. Gasping for air, I could only manage to whisper in Jason's ear, "ohgodohgodohgod," over and over as every movement of Jason's cock inside me caused me to shiver in ecstasy.

I have no idea what had driven me to orgasm for the first time during sex without needing something to stimulate my clit. The lingering soreness? Maybe the large girth of Jason's cock caused my clit to get the stimulation that it needed? Maybe just the sheer enjoyment of having an enthusiastic lover who wanted me? Who didn't need me to initiate? Who took charge and just fucked my brains out? All of these things? I was beyond thinking such deep thoughts at the time as I lay under Jason. I simply enjoyed having his body on top of mine. The only other thought I had was, I want more of what had just happened!

But I wasn't to have a second orgasm. Though Jason recovered and put me on my hands and knees for another pounding. Though I enjoyed every strong thrust and sound of Jason's body crashing into my ass cheeks, my own release remained tantalizingly just out of reach. I tried touching my engorged clit but even the lightest touch was too much for my sensitive nub.

Later, as I examined my body in the mirror of my bedroom, my normally light pink pussy flesh was flaming red and felt hot to my touch. My clit was still engorged and extended further from its sheath than I'd ever noticed before. I still had time and I went for another wade in our pool. The cold water was soothing to my pussy. Inserting two fingers I pulled the pussy gape Jason had left me with wider. Strands of white cum floated away from my lips and thighs. Larger clumps of cum were added as my fingers pulled the flesh of my hole from side to side and up and down to allow the chlorinated water to enter me as an improvised douche. Clenching deep cunt muscles expelled more cum to float away.

To all appearances, at supper we were just a normal family eating together. The fact my swollen pussy was uncomfortable in my jeans and the cause wasn't due to my husband, that was my secret. While we were clearing the table I whispered to tell Jason that I couldn't meet him in the laundry room tonight. His look of disappointment was replaced with a wide grin when I whispered that he'd fucked me raw. Again!

It's amazing what can become 'normal.' Jason went to school. My husband went to work. Jason would return from school and we'd have an hour or an hour-and-a-half of sex, sex, and nothing but sex. Jason would clean up the evidence of our debauchery while I began supper. My husband would arrive home. 

One morning very soon after I began fucking Jason I went shopping for skirts. When you're pussy is getting fucked hard regularly, tight, crotch-hugging jeans are not what you want to wear! Fucking for 'only' an hour a day meant my pussy began to regain its normal pink tint instead of the angry red. Then Thanksgiving came. The Friday after was a school holiday but not a holiday for my husband. Jason was fondling me in front of the living room window as we watched Hubby's car back down our driveway. His car was still on our street as Jason bent me over a living room chair and began pushing his cock up my pussy.

That Friday was a repeat of our first time together. Eight hours of fucking with barely a break before I was again sucking cock, swallowing cum or being fucked in whatever position Jason put me in. Saturday morning my husband left to play golf and although my pussy was swollen and red, I didn't say no when Jason began dragging me to his bed as soon as Hubby's car was out of sight.

What we did Thanksgiving was nothing compared to Christmas Break. Jason and I didn't have sex every hour of every day. It only seemed that we did. I started my period which put a hold on our sexual marathon. The day after my heaviest flow ended was a Saturday and Hubby was home. Both Jason and I were horny after four days without sex and since tomorrow was a Sunday, Hubby would be home and that meant a fifth day of no sex. My husband's boss was having a Christmas party that night. I dressed to impress like good arm-candy should. I laughed at jokes. I turned down barely concealed offers to have affairs with grace and I kissed every ass of those above my husband in the corporate hierarchy. I was everything my husband wanted from his dutiful wife.

But that night, as I parked our car in the garage because Hubby had one spiked egg nog too many, I caught a glimpse of Jason peaking from the door that led to our kitchen. I was just tipsy enough to want to play. Instead of going inside the house, I stopped and leaned back on the hood of the car, turning my husband to face me. Kissing him, telling him I wanted his cock, I began pulling down his zipper. I freed his cock as my husband began taking the hint and pulled the hem of my dress up to my waist. My panties hit the concrete floor of the garage.

I spread my legs, pushing myself to sit further up on the hood. As my husband leaned over me, over his shoulder I could see Jason watching us. Jason and I continued to make eye contact. He watched me as I guided Hubby's cock tip to my pussy hole. Watched as I gasped and my eyes widened as his Dad pushed and took me on the hood. I didn't try to quiet my cry as I felt the cock inside me surge up inside me. Stretching and filling me.

Jason and I continued to watch each other as his Dad started moving faster between my legs. Wrapping my arms and legs around Hubby, I held him close. My lips were next to my husband's ear but my eyes and words were for Jason as I begged to be fucked harder. All of my moans and words were directed to Jason. When he took out his cock and began stroking, I shook my head and said, "I wanna suck your cock."

My husband was all ready for that action but I pulled him close again after he tried to pull away, "I'll suck you off later. I want your cock right where it's at," I murmured in his ear.

My husband was drunk and horny. Excited at fucking me in the garage, he didn't last long before releasing a large load of cum deep in me. I nodded my head towards the door to the kitchen and Jason disappeared through it. I got my husband upstairs, undressed, and in bed. Once he was snoring, I took off my dress and closed the bedroom door after I left.

I didn't bother going to the laundry room. My husband was drunk, sexually satisfied, and dead to the world. He would remain that way for hours. I wanted to fuck a big cock every minute of those hours. So, instead, I went to Jason's room down the hall and closed that door behind me.

Jason was surprised to see me. He'd been waiting to follow me downstairs. With my husband's thick, white cum still clinging to my pussy lips, I pushed Jason onto his back and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I was already anticipating having my second lover's thick, white cum filling my mouth.

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