Before I knew it, my panties were off. Mac and Jon looked at me hungrily as I pulled my shirt above my tits.

Hello! My name is Kat. I am a thirty-two-year-old natural redhead with nice, firm 32C breasts. My slim waist and flat stomach are above a firm, meaty ass. My husband, Kyle, makes me wear the skimpiest bikinis when we go to the beach or pool parties. He has for ten years now. I have to wear short shorts around the house with my ass cheeks hanging out the bottom. He controls every moment of my life.

When we are staying over at friends’ or family’s, he makes sure everyone can hear us fucking at night. He slams his seven-inch cock into me, making me grunt and scream. The bed knocks against the wall or yells out stuff like: "Yeah baby suck my big cock," or "That's it cum on my cock."

My husband is 6'4", and I am only 5'2". I was an eighteen-year-old virgin college cheerleader when we met. Kyle was a twenty-two-year-old tight end on the football team. He now works in construction, on roofs. He makes good money, and we live well.

I love it when he shows my body off to his friends. He likes to brag about how good a fuck I am. Sometimes at parties or get-togethers, he would quickly pull up my skirt so everyone around could see my bare ass cheeks, as he would have me wear a thong that day. A few times, we would sit around with a group of friends, and he would jerk my top down, exposing my titties. He would squeeze one and say, "Look at these perfect little titties. She loves them to be sucked and fondled." I would turn red and quickly pull my top up.

He wasn't wrong, though. I loved it when he sucked, mauled, and slapped my titties. When he fucked me hard, I came so many times. I love Kyle, and I love being his wife and sex toy.

Some of my girlfriends think he treats me like trash. But I can make Kyle do anything I want him to do. Our preacher even secretly pulled me aside and asked if I was safe at home. I told him to fuck off. I loved being my husband's sex object.

I have only been with Kyle, and I am more than satisfied with our sex life. I am a great cocksucker, and I cum when he does. He eats me out like a professional. He knows how to titillate my clit and finger my G-spot. When I get tipsy, I have him spank my bare ass and then fuck my brown eye.

We don't have children, not by choice; it just never happened. Kyle has never used a condom, and I have never been on birth control. Over the ten-plus years of him cumming in me, we just figured one of us or both of us were sterile.

This said two months ago, Chandy, my cousin, called me over to her house. She is one year older than me and has always hated me because of my cute looks and handsome husband. Candy was a big girl at 5'8" and two hundred and sixty-five pounds. She had tits that were at least 48DDD and a wide, large ass. Her big stomach hung so low that you had to lift it to see her black hairy bush. She had a big double chin and a wide face. Her arms had rolls of fat on them, and her hands were chunky. There was no sunshine between her big, heavy thighs.

Chandy was eight months pregnant, and you could not tell the difference except that her breasts leaked all over her blouse. She was wearing a white blouse with no bra, so her big tits hung down to almost her waist. She had on a big plaid skirt that fell to her ankles.

Kyle was naked in her bedroom, tied to a chair with a gimp ball strapped in his mouth. I stood there, shocked, when what Chandy said broke my heart. She and Kyle had been having an affair for two years. It was an affair where Chandy dominated Kyle. She showed me pictures on her phone where he was being whipped and spanked, and he had a tremendous hard-on. She showed me a video of him crawling on the floor and getting his face between her chunky legs and eating her pussy. She had pics of her squatting and pissing on his face; fucking her from behind; her riding on top of him; and finally her fucking him in the ass with a big black strap-on dildo.

She broke me to the core when she told me she was pregnant with Kyle's baby. She has demanded $2K per month in child support. Worst of all, she would release all pictures and videos to Kyle's construction company, friends, and family if I did not take part from now on, starting now.

I broke down crying as I didn't want any of this getting out. I reluctantly agreed to everything she demanded.

"Quit your crying and let me see your pretty, petite body," Chandy barked. I sobbed as I slipped my straps over my shoulders, and my dress fell to the floor. I was wearing a bralette and sheer lace panties. My areolas were exposed, and my nipples hardened when the cool air conditioning hit them. My red triangular bush was noticeable through the panties. "Keep going!" she hissed. I unhooked my bra and slid my panties off. My mascara had run down my face.

Chandy walked up to me and grabbed both of my breasts and squeezed them hard in her pudgy hands. She smiled as I whimpered. She pinched and twisted my nipples so much that I almost passed out. She slapped my titties until they were bright pink. Then, without warning, she crammed two fingers into my pussy. She fingered me vigorously while breathing her hot breath on my neck.

My body betrayed me as my juices filled her palm, and I was moaning loudly. "You are such a wet whore," Chandy sneered. She kept thrusting her fingers into my pussy violently until I let out a scream, and my cum poured onto the kitchen floor.

Chandy bent me over the kitchen table, pressing my breasts hard on the tabletop. She used a spatula to spank my ass hard. I sobbed again as my ass was on fire. I could see Kyle crying through the doorway. I hated him. Chandy held me down as I felt her pushing her dress to the floor and pulling her blouse off.

I looked over my shoulder, and she was naked except for a strap-on dildo. She pushed into my pussy and fucked me hard. The ridged and bumpy dildo was made of thick rubber. It was thicker than Kyle’s, so it stretched me more than I was used to. I screamed with every thrust. I was a loud screamer and moaned.

I came hard and wet the floor again. Chandy pulled out of my pussy and shoved the dildo in my ass. I felt her fat skin press against me, so she impaled my ass in one thrust. My asshole was stinging from the sudden and violent intrusion. She fucked my ass as I cried. It hurt so badly. I think I passed out for a moment, and when I opened my eyes, Chandy had the dildo off and was sitting on her bed by Kyle.

"Come here, sweety, and taste my milk and my pussy," she ordered. I limped to her, and she forced me onto my knees. She picked up one of her giant tits and stuck the bumpy, long nipple in my mouth. I gently sucked, and colostrum poured into my mouth. It was bitter and nasty. She held me to her tit, so I had to swallow it. She switched me to her other tit and made me drink from that one.

"Eat my pussy, bitch," Chandy barked. She pushed my head down over her stomach and between her big thighs. She spread her legs wider, and I could see my husband's cum in her gnarly bush. Her cunt smelt of old fish. "Lick it!" She pushed my face hard onto her pussy. She pushed my mouth between her flabby labia, and I tasted her sour juices. I tentatively licked up her slit a few times, and she whacked my ass with a fly swatter.

I dug my tongue deep into her pink hole and sucked her meaty clit. "Ahhh, ahhh. Yes, girl! Mmmm! Oh ahhh." Chandy thankfully climaxed in less than two minutes. I washed my face and put my clothes back on. "You are at my beck and call, Missy," Chandy threatened.

I had to endure sessions with Chandy two or three times a week for a month before she had her baby. I had already kicked Kyle out of the house, and he was living with his sister and her husband. Kyle has not touched me since.

Chandy had a black baby, so it wasn't Kyle's. We did not have to endure the $2K a month child support, and at this point, I didn't care who knew about Kyle and Chandy, so I stopped answering her calls.

*******

I told you all that part of the story so I could tell you this part of the story.

Kyle was too embarrassed to tell his work buddies that he had been kicked out. Chandy moved in with a sixty-year-old skinny black man, so she never made good on sending those pics and videos.

One Friday night I had on a sheer white blouse and no bra. I was wearing a cute, lacy pair of panties under my lounge pants. I had big, fuzzy pink slippers on and was curled up in the couch's corner, reading a romantic novel.

There was a loud knock at the door, and when I opened it, Mac and Jon were standing on the front porch. Mac was a tall, strong, and handsome man of forty. He always had a sexy smile on his face. Jon was only twenty-five and was thin and lanky. They both worked with Kyle, and occasionally, Kyle exposed my titties to them both.

Kyle had told them to come pick him up for their night out. He forgot to tell them he doesn't live here anymore. I knew they were going to the strip club. I got a naughty, evil thought in my head.

"Kyle doesn't live here anymore. I kicked him out months ago for cheating on me with my cousin Chandy," I explained.

"Oh shit! She's nasty," replied Mac.

I could see the guys looking harder at my breasts through my blouse. I pushed my chest out a little further, and by the bulges in their pants, I knew they could see my areolas and nipples. "Where are you boys headed tonight?" I innocently asked.

"The Pink Pony," Jon offered.

"A strip club? Come on, boys, I'll dance for you for free, and I'm sure I'm much prettier than most of those skanks. Plus, I bet no natural redheads are dancing. Text Kyle and tell him you swung by, but I said he wasn't home. Tell him you are going to have your own fun tonight without him," I said with my hands on my hips.

I put on some music and started to sway and dance. I rubbed my hand across their bulges. I kicked off my fuzzy slippers and slowly lowered my sleep pants. My lacy panties barely covered my pure white ass cheeks. I am a redhead, so my body is pretty white.

I danced around the guys and unbuttoned their shirts halfway down. I turned my back to them and bent over with my head between my ankles. Before I knew it, my panties were off. Mac and Jon looked at me hungrily as I pulled my shirt above my tits.

"The drapes match the carpet," Mac said as they both took their shirts off. I had trimmed my fiery red bush into a neat, small triangle. My pussy was soaking wet as I had two good-looking men looking at my naked body. I was excited to see their cocks and feel them inside me, as I had only had Kyle inside me. I danced to them and squatted in front of them as I loosened both of their belt buckles.

I wanted to see some cock. I was panting hard, and my juices were dripping down my legs. Both men dropped their pants and underwear. Mac's hard, thick cock stuck out straight with huge veins protruding from the shaft. His cock had to be eight inches. I marveled at his angry, red-looking cock. I glanced at Jon, and he had a thinner cock, about the girth of Kyle's, but it was between nine and ten inches long. His cock stuck straight up against his body, skinny belly.

I didn't know what to do next. I just stared at them and said, "Take me!" Mac moved on me first. He pushed me down on my back along the seat of the sofa. He spread my legs and was going to take my pussy first thing. He wasn't taking any chances.

He climbed on top of me, roughly kissed me, and squeezed both of my tits. I felt his cockhead push through my inner lips into my entrance. My breath caught in my throat as he plunged in deep on the first thrust. He filled my pussy more than it had ever been, both in depth and thickness. I bit Mac's shoulder, leaving a perfect set of teeth marks for his girlfriend to find. His cock felt so good and different inside me. "Fuck me, Mac! Fuck me hard!" I moaned loudly. “OH, OH. AHH, AHH, Unh, Unh. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed as he pounded me hard. My legs were wildly kicking in the air as he impaled me.

I glanced at Jon, and he was rubbing his cock, keeping it hard for his turn. I noticed he saw me looking at him, so I blew him a kiss. He stepped towards me and placed the head of his cock against my lips. I kissed the tip and licked off the salty pre-cum. I wrapped my lips around the rim and ran my tongue around the crease. I felt like a dirty, cheating whore, and I loved it.

My mouth suddenly pulled away from Jon's cockhead as my entire body shuddered and my clit buzzed. My pussy walls spasmed around Mac's fat cock as I let out the loudest shriek that I have ever made. My body convulsed as Mac kept pounding me. My climax would not end, and it was driving me insane. Mac bit hard on my right tit and grunted loudly. I felt his warm, thick cum fill me up. His cum was more massive than Kyle had ever come. I felt his cock twitch with each rope of cum he shot inside me. I could feel it slowly spread over my walls as he dragged out of me. His cock was a creamy mess with both of our sex juices smeared the length of his shaft. His cock was slowly shrinking before I sat up and took him fully in my mouth. His semi-hard cock still filled my mouth more than Kyle's did. I slurped and licked him clean before releasing him.

As he stepped away, Jon stepped up. He set me on my elbows with my ass in the air. Man cum was dripping down my pussy to my clit and into my bush. Jon slammed his long cock into me from behind, and I yelled out in pain as he hit my cervix hard. Jon apologized and slowly fucked me. I could see our reflection in the front window, and it looked so erotic watching someone other than my husband fucking me. I watched my tits sway under me as his long rod slipped in and out of me.

I suddenly realized that people passing by could see into the front window. I felt another climax building. I arched my back, and I let out a laugh. I was having the best time being fucked by two new dicks.

"Ooh, ohh. shit, fuck, God, oh God!" I screamed as Jon kept slowly rocking into me. Something felt different about this orgasm, as it felt like I was peeing as I shuddered and spasmed euphorically. I looked between my legs, and I was squirting clear fluid. It was my first time.

Jon was soaked, then he said, "I want to cum in your ass."

"Yes! Fucking do it!" I screamed as I looked back at him. I noticed movement in the window as he pulled out and placed his wet cockhead onto my brown eye. As he easily pushed his thin rod deep into my colon, Mac was hard again and grabbed my face and slipped his thick cock into my mouth. He held my head as he fucked my face.

I came almost immediately again with two cocks inside me. Jon grunted behind me, and I felt his warm goo in my bowels. I slid my mouth fully onto Mac's cock as it filled my throat with its girth. He held me down tight as he came down my gullet.

Just as I was sitting up, blue lights filled the streets outside. I put on my skimpy robe as a heavy knock came from the front door. It was Officer Billings, who was also a neighbor from down the street. He was a big, tall, black man at 6'8".

"Mrs. G., I ran off a small crowd of looky-loos from your front yard, but since this is Kyle's house, I let him stay. You might want to close your front curtains," the police officer said. "Also, Kat, off the record, you have a rocking body."

My robe opened, displaying my breasts and my red pubic hair. He looked me up and down and tipped his hat. As he turned to leave, I said, " You know where I live, Officer Jim. Don't be a stranger and bring your cuffs."

I walked up to the front window with my robe fully open and grabbed both sides of the curtains and pulled them closed, as I knew Kyle was still out there.

"Alright, boys, ready for round two?" I said as I dropped my robe. I led them to my bedroom and put Jon on his back in the middle of my bed. I straddled his long, thin cock and sank onto it. Damn, he felt so good inside me. I lay flat on his chest and reached back and spread my ass cheeks open. Mac knew what to do. My asshole was still gaping open from Jon's fantastic ass fucking. I wanted to experience two cocks in my two fuckholes.

Mac smacked my ass a few times, making me squeal. I felt his bulbous cockhead pushing against my starfish. His cock didn't slide in as easily, and it took my breath away as he inserted it deeper. I marveled that I could feel both cocks sliding next to each other between the thin walls. One cock was pushing in while the other cock was pulling out. I was screaming as they were fucking me. Mac pulled out and unloaded onto my back and ass. Jon added to the cream already in my cunt.

We lay together for a while as each took a tit and sucked it. I would take turns passionately kissing them. Both guys were hard again. I had them stand next to each other as I knelt before them. I jerked their cocks, one in my right hand, the other in my left. I would occasionally lick the head of each cock. I squeezed their cocks together and pushed both into my mouth. My mouth was so stretched out that I could only lick and suck the cocks. That wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be, so I pulled them out and jerked each cock vigorously. I placed one cockhead on my left nipple and the other on my right nipple. As I jerked them, I ground the heads into my hard nipples.

Jon exploded first, quickly followed by Mac. Mac's cum was creamier and stickier. Jon's was runny but had much more volume. Cum plastered both of my tits. I looked at each of them and gave an evil smile. "Suck each other's cum off my tits, if you want to have a return visit."

There was no hesitation from either of them. They sucked and licked the cum off my titties. I was exhausted, so I sent them home. I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.

Quite a few men from my neighborhood visited me in the following weeks. I fucked and sucked about half a dozen different suitors, all known to Kyle. One of my favorite visitors was Officer Billings. He had an enormous twelve-inch dark black cock. His visits always left my pussy, mouth, and ass swollen and sore.

Well, I missed my period. I ran to the store and bought some pregnancy tests. Yep! I'm going to be a mom. I didn't know who the father was, and I didn't care.

Mac dumped his girlfriend and moved in with me. We fell in love, and he loved sharing me with other men. He didn't care who the father of my baby was, and he was going to raise it as his.

It turned out that, just like Chandy, I had a black baby too. Yes, it was Officer Billings' offspring. I assured him he had no obligation to the baby and that his wife and four children would never know.

Mac had been a noble father and husband for ten years now. I have a much better life with Mac than I ever did with Kyle. Oh, Kyle lives on the streets downtown in a cardboard box. I visit him often. I give him occasional blowjobs to keep his spirits up.