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The study wasn't going well. Over the past week I had interviewed over a dozen young co-eds and still found nothing new in the way of aberrant sexuality. I heard the same tired stories about drunken gang bangs, shared lovers, illicit liaisons, betrayal and crushed innocence. Don't get me wrong, they were all fine people, all fine subjects with sexualities of their own, but nothing to base an important psychological research study on, or even good pop culture erotica! I was tired and I was bored with the whole project. The only thing I had gained from the week's efforts was a state of raging horniness. Being single and a workaholic I worked off my pent up energy on increasing my collection of Victorian erotica. I collect antique porn.
I spent the morning cataloguing and matting the daguerreotype images of some glorious long dead tart captured in a series of compromising positions with two handlebar mustachioed gentleman who were also, I must add, hung like stallions. She went from wide eyed shock at seeing these two flaccid beasts in her dressing chamber to caressing them to full girth and allowing them to penetrate her in unison in various combinations and in what is one of the rarest images for its time, actually sucking them both off. Not something you see a lot of in this genre. She must have been an out of town girl.
I spent some time wondering what kind of demons drove her to do something so completely wild for her time as posing as she did. I found these amazing images through a fellow collector online. This big zaftig libertine must have been very popular in her time and very probably could make a fortune in today's industry. Working with these half dozen images all morning had my dick getting thicker and thicker. I had spread out these newest acquisitions on my couch and was planning on honoring them in kind now that they were matted and sealed against moisture when someone knocked tentatively on the door. My watch said 8:30am.
Not expecting any appointments today, I set the photos on my bookshelf, buttoned my pants and answered the door. 'Can I help you?' She poked her head and shoulders in and smiled. She smelled like vanilla.
'Um, Hi. Are you the gentleman writin' that sex book?' she asked in a honey thick Texas drawl.
Her thick blonde hair hung down loose as she smiled at me from the doorway. I realized my mouth was hanging open. I swallowed, cleared my throat and spoke.
'Um... I'm uh, Come in! Well, Yes, Miss, uh.' I flipped through my calendar but couldn't find any appointments listed all day.
She broke into a wide smile and strutted slowly though the door, 'Call me Adrian.' closing it tightly behind her. She slung her hips subtly as she walked and placed one high heeled foot before the other as if she were an animal on the hunt. Taking in the room she smiled wide eyed at the shelves and windows. She wore a short little sleeveless white cotton dress that buttoned down the center. She walked around the office looking closely at my diplomas on the wall, some old family pictures and then she zeroed in on the stack of erotic photographs. She very carefully flipped through them, all the while stealing glances at me and smiling with raised eyebrows. 'Research?' She asked.
'Hobby.' I answered truthfully.
She set them down and gave me a smile. 'Nice hobby.' She muttered. 'Girl after my own heart.' Wandering to the window, her wide hips stretched the fabric tight across her ass. She had left the top of the dress unbuttoned well into her cleavage. Her full breasts filled the dress to bursting. The scene on display quickly had my poor dick moving.
She placed her hands on the window sill and leaned out allowing what little morning breeze there was to cool her off a bit. The small breeze lifted her hair and she raised her shoulders and let out a happy moan. Her short dress rose along the backs of her well toned thighs and offered me a slight hint at her sweet ass.
She let out a small sigh, 'Ohhh, do you feel it? It's gonna be a hot day.'
She turned and walked over to the desk, sitting across from me, hands at her side. She leaned in and put her face close to the microphone. Leaning forward her full waves of blonde hair fell about her face and hid her features. She hovered over the phallic microphone suggestively. As the observer I cold only see a mass of blonde curls, two full red lips hanging open suggestively over the roughly dick shaped microphone. 'Oh I like the look of this! Did you pick this unit out just for these interviews?'
'Yes, actually I did.'
Smiling she whispered into it, 'Shall I begin?' She moved her mouth closer and closer to the microphone, her lips casually hanging open. Her tongue snuck out and took a little tiny lick of the head of the microphone. Her large dark eyes looked deep into mine for any reaction she may be causing in me.
Taking a seat across the table from her my free hand drifted over to the insistent bulge developing in my pants. 'Ahem...' 'Certainly! Please, just relax and tell me a little bit about yourself. I'm looking for any account of a sexual nature that you'd like to share. Identities will be kept strictly confidential. All stories used in the book will be paid for. The only stipulation is it has to be a true story.'
She placed her hands at her side on the seat of the chair and leaned forward. Her full breasts pushed together and created a breathtaking cleavage. She caught me looking at her beautiful chest and smiled wickedly.
'True confessions, huh? Well, then... I think this is going to be a most profitable session... for both of us!' She closed her eyes, smiled and began. 'well...' She broke down into a wide smile. 'I just can't believe that I'm really gonna share all this with a stranger! Okay I'm sorry! This should be fun right?'
'It should be something you want to share with me ...and others. In the book we can change your name if you like. Why don't you tell me about yourself first? That way I'll know if this is even something I can use. Just relax and give me a little history. It'll all be okay Adrian.'
'Will it?' She sighed and ended in a burst of laughter. 'Okay, well, here we go. I... have this thing about me. It's not ego or anything it's just men seem to get... Well, okay, look at me. Look at my mouth. Is your cock hard?'
It was getting there. 'Well it's certainly on its way.'
She shook her head. 'See, I'm not doing anything on purpose, it's just that when I meet a man, when I see a really nice looking man like yourself, or a young boy, or an older, old, oh hell any man! When I meet a man I start wondering what his cock is like. I wonder what he might like me to do with it. I wonder if he's thinking about my mouth and if he knows what I like to do... And it seems to register across my face. I can't hide it. I don't want to hide it, I grew up doing exactly what I wanted and now... Oh, fuck I don't know how to say it.'
'Take your time honey. Maybe drink some water?'
'Got anything stronger?' she grinned.
'Uh, huh.' I pulled a flask out and poured her a shot. '8:30 has got to be happy hour somewhere.' I smiled and slid a shot glass over to her.
She tipped it back and smiled a satisfied smile at me, Crown Royal dripping off her lip. 'Wait, I should back up a bit. Otherwise you won't really understand where I'm coming from. Let's go way back. See, as a pre-teen girl I was pretty damn wild.' She grew wistful. 'Yeah... just plain animal wild and then something happened and I started getting all sex crazed.' She smiled and leaned in. 'Listen, I had my first cock the week I turned 13. Now, now, nothing sordid or traumatic, I just took one of my older friends when he was ...vulnerable. I spent weeks getting him as wound up as possible and then just let him go off on me! It was... God, well it was fucking great for me! and I don't think HE had too many complaints about that summer either!' she smiled.
'See a couple summers before, I found a whole trunk of really dirty magazines over in my best friend's attic. We were both, well let's see, well, we must have been 11 'cause it was 2 years until I could get the courage to go out and find a cock for myself. Now this trunk wasn't just filled with old Playboys, no, it was hardcore stuff! Not pretty little airbrushed nudes standing all coy for the camera, but real... dirty... all out fuckin' with... really young... well, it was European. It was pretty hardcore stuff. She and I spent weeks staring at those magazines and uh, kinda, experimentin' together up in that dusty ol' attic! That hot... musty... attic... Well... ANYWAY!' she shook her head laughing at the memories, 'Lemme just say my pussy was wide awake and looking for a good fuck long before my wedding night.'
'Oh, so you're...'
'Yeah, Ah'm married. That's part of the problem. -And when we married I was pretty damn sure that the frisky slutgirl days of mine were behind me! I was sure I had gotten all that shit out of my system. But...' she smiled and looked contrite, 'not too long into our marriage I realized that just one dick would never be enough,? she lowered her head and shook it slowly, 'well, not for a cock hungry little slut like me.'
She broke the flow and asked me, 'Is it okay if I smoke in here?'
I was mesmerized! So far this book had netted me a few eager kids trying to get some sort of therapeutic catharsis out of unloading their little sordid stories on me, but this Adrian! Wow! Before I really realized it I was leaning back in my chair squeezing my cock through my pants as I reassured her, 'You can do anything you like in here. I've got no classes today, so you've got me locked in for as long as you'd like.'
She pulled out a pack of smokes and whacked it up and down on the desk. She lit one up and took a draw. 'Locked in?' Smoke curled out of her mouth and nose. She blew it into the air, 'I like the sound of that!'
Her mouth moved sensuously. She played with each breath of smoke. She wrapped her lips around the cigarette deliberately, not casually and drew in the smoke with deep slow sucking then worked her tongue and lips into rather erotic poses letting the smoke curl up from her lungs before blasting it upward past her upwardly jutting lower lip.
Ohh, God my cock was really getting hard watching her smoke like that! As I grew longer, harder I felt my cock stretching down the leg of my pants.
Rearranging myself I cleared my throat and asked her, 'Would you like to continue? I know I'd like it!'
'Oh, I'm so sorry! It's just that if I'm gonna talk about all this... this li'l hobby of mine, it helps to satisfy any oral cravings that build up.'
'I understand. Continue when you're ready.'
'Hmm,' she smiled a cute little smile and licked the length of the cigarette. She sucked hard at the stick. 'Where was I?' she exhaled.
'You were telling me how the concept of limiting yourself to one stiff dick would never be enough for you, due to the fact that you are a self described,' I flipped back in my notes. 'Cock, Hungry, Little ssuh, um... Slut.' As I said the words I felt my own cock pulsing to full attention.
'Mmm, that's right.' She put the cigarette in the side of her mouth and her hands disappeared under the table. 'I am.'
She pressed her chest out and wiggled a bit in her chair before she continued.
'Now, sugar I'm 20 years old and I guess my sex drive and a dark need for variety still control me. It's not that I don't love my man; I just don't think he can fill all my desires!' Her eyes grew wide and she leaned closer to make sure I understood. 'I mean GAWD! I swear my poor pussy is just always aching for...' her body shuddered, 'some good cock! When the urge hits I simply must have dick!'
She was jerking at something under the table.
I sat leaning my chin on one hand and listening to her every word as my other hand slipped my zipper open and snaked in to find my own hard cock.
'I mean it's not fair, gawd dangit!' she slowly shook her head tossing her curves of Blonde mane back and forth. 'He can't always be there, so I have to have a long list of backups. It's just Cock! You can understand that can't you? I mean from the very beginning, back in the attic, I's never that good at getting' myself off. I's always needin' a friend's help with that, you know? I seem to need to get off a lot! Do you think that's wrong? Does that make me a... a slut in your mind?'
I realized I was smiling dreamily at her, 'It's not important what I think Adrian. I'm just here for your story.' I had my stiff cock pulled out of my pants and sticking straight up through my open zipper. Just below my desk I was stroking myself very softly with one fingertip.
'Alright then, Mr. non-judgmental, what if I confess to you that I've only been married for 15 months now, and already I've let 11 other guys slip me their cocks! Eleven amazing cocks! All behind my poor husbands back. Now understand, I'm not saying I've been unfaithful 11 times. Truth is I've fucked each of these guys enough times to illustrate the 'Karma Sutra'! The absolute most time I've gone without Dick is 3 days. Three long ass days!'
'It sounds like you've got plenty of perfect material for my research project! Let's break it down into usable anecdotes. Can you describe one of the encounters for me?'
'Ooooh, gawd yes! I had hoped that this might be what y'all wanted to hear! Let me start with the first incident, cuz' it happened close to home, as I'm sure is often the case with these things. It's convenient for both of us. I mean it's always nice to have someone close at hand don't you think?'

'So you have a neighbor involved with you?'
'Oh, yeah. He's involved with me a couple times a week! Ever since that first day, if my husbands cock is away he knows I'll welcome his!'
'Why did he come over that first day Adrian? Expressly to screw his neighbor's pretty little wife?'
She smiled seductively and giggled as she repeated the word 'pretty. Probably, but he said he needed to borrow a tool for something he was working on.' She fumbled with a button on her dress just below her cleavage. 'It sure is getting hot in here. Don't ya think?'
'It's just you.' I grinned.
She grinned back and unbuttoned the button. Her tits spilled forward and threatened to come right out of her top, yet she continued.
She slowly sighed, gripped the table and began. 'His name is Hans and he is absolutely gorgeous. He's just 18 and lives with a younger roommate, a cousin named Ian. They have a swimming pool on their property, and before I actually fucked him, I used to watch them both through the window of our bedroom. I think it was watching them both that fueled this damn need in me. They're both so gawd dang hot! It's just too hard not to!'
'Not to what Adrian?'
'Not to think about those cocks. What they look like, feel like, taste like! It's just the train of thought they create in me! It wadn't even fair! They both work out constantly and they have these tanned chiseled German bodies. Hans has this thick black hair and Ian light brown, but other than that they're pretty similar looking. You know, cousins! However it's Hans who initially made my pussy start to hum.'
Her voice went breathy. 'My husband would leave for work and I'd be left there all day alone with my motor running. I used to get off to porno movies and that took the edge off, but I knew Hans was always right outside in that damn pool. Sometimes I would stare at him as he swam.'
'What would he wear while he swam Adrian?'
'Oh lord! He wears this tiny little black speedo! -and... damn, sometimes he swims naked. Now I tried. I ignored him for a long time, but eventually... It started off with stealing glances at him from time to time, but little by little I got braver and hornier until, well, one day I was cleaning. I don't wear much when I'm doing housework just my old torn panties and a tee shirt and it was a hot day so I was drinking a few beers. I heard him splashing back and forth doing laps and I got to thinking about those strong arms and that firm butt of his, which led me to thinking about that big cock hanging between his legs. I opened another beer. Moving upstairs I began wondering what he would do if I went out and stood watching him dressed like I was. Gawd my pusssssy... it really needed some. I spread the curtains of our bedroom window just a little so I could look down at him swimming back and forth. His tan body was working hard and looked so good down there. I pulled the drapes open a bit more so if he looked up he could see me. I stood plainly staring at him in my upstairs window. I was in shadows and hidden by the blinds, but he never ever looked up anyway! Towards the end I would actually stand naked in my bedroom window and finger myself imagining him watching and charging in to take me! -But that was just fantasy, right! If he ever saw me he's never let on! I would let these amazing orgasms crest over me imagining how big his cock was and how it would feel to have that young boys meat sliding all the way back into my tingly slicked up pussy.'
She chose her words carefully for effect. It was working beautifully. I shifted in my chair and brought up my foot. With my free hand I slipped off one shoe and then the other. Socks and shoes slid under my chair.
She took out another cigarette and lit it off her first. Sucking in a lung full of poison she grew wistful at her memories.
'I used to dream that he would look up and catch me tickling my clit for him. Damn! I'm sorry. I'm getting overheated from all these thoughts!'
I was unbuckling my belt as I watched her holding open her neckline and fanning herself with her hand. 'Turn up the heat Adrian. Tell me more.'
She leaned forward and let me see deep into her cleavage. She tilted her head back with an open mouth smile and laughed. 'Turn it up? Okay!' She lowered her head and gave a long slow lick to the microphone and then giggled at me. 'So, like I said Hans came around to my back door one day asking if I had a tool he could borrow. I smiled at his words thinking what I could do with his tool if he'd let me borrow it for a few hours. I'd been doing housework all day, so I was only wearing a loose button down of John's and a pair of rather tight shortie shorts. I told him to follow me to the garage. In the clutter and shadows I spread my legs wide and bent over to fumble around in John's toolbox. I had thought I was showing him my ass, but really, the shirt was so big that he had a clear view of my tits hanging free! God I was so horny when I realized. I held the pose and held up tool after tool which clearly weren't crescent wrenches. Each time I bent over he got another view of my ass and tits. I finally found one. 'Is this the tool you're looking for Mr. Hot Body?' I asked.
He blushed, 'That's it. Thanks...'
His smile started a fire in me. My pussy was already humming that old rhythm I thought had gone away, 'No problem!' I reached out and touched his chest with my fingertips.
He took hold of my hand and held it to his chest and said, 'So I'm Mr. Hot Body, huh?'
'You really do have a great body,' I admitted.
'Oh, please! It's no better than yours is Lady!' He grinned knowing he was in already! He started chatting me up, 'Why don't you go slide that body into a bikini and come show it off at the pool. It's a hot day and you need to get away from the housework and have a little fun in the sun!' he told me.
Well, I dropped any sense of fidelity right then. Hell I don't know, maybe it was something to do with being in a hot musty garage with all that sexual energy crackling around, but it just felt like that summer attic again and I couldn't stop anything that was going through my mind. I felt a warm rush of emotion flood into me. The heat in that garage was centered on my pussy and we both felt it! My fingertips were still playing in his chest hair. I licked my lips and purred. 'I could stand a little break from this domestic life of mine... but you'll have to join me of course.' I urged.
He grinned sideways not believing his luck. He told me, 'Oh if you're coming over in a bikini I'll be right there next to you! I'll meat you under the water.' He knew a'right what he was going to do with me.
Adrian leaned back in the chair and inhaled deeply on the cigarette in her mouth. 'Mmm, meat me.' She held her head back and smiled. 'I can't believe I'm telling you all this. I know I should be ashamed of the things I've done, but just remembering that first time with Hans is making me extremely horny.'
'Sex is like that. It can take over. It tends to cancel out emotions and rationality if you need it bad enough.'
'Really?' she asked me.
'In extreme cases, yes.' I had lifted my body up while I spoke to her and managed to slip my pants down past my ass. She continued staring at the ceiling and smoking, so I took the opportunity to get a bit more naked. 'The carnal urge can make a man or woman do amazingly out of character things in order to get what the body wants.' As I spoke I slid my pants down my thighs and slipped out of them. The air on my naked body coupled with her amazing story, the smoking and that god damn sexy dress had me willing to cancel out any emotion!
'Well, Professor, I ran back inside and put on the skimpiest bikini I owned. My tits were practically falling out of this sling and the bottoms were strings which barely covering my pussy, which was already dripping wet. I went out there and stood by the pool until Hans came out. I knew he'd see how juicy I was for him and the anticipation was making my clit swell!'
Her breathing became a bit more rapid and she rocked back and forth in the chair. Almost unconsciously she flipped open another button. The dress buckled open.
'Soon he opened the patio door and stepped out. He was wearing another skin tight thong, which really flattered his body. My stomach fluttered at the excitement and I could feel myself going lightheaded at what I knew we were gonna do. Just like me, he wasn't trying to hide a thing. I could clearly see his big cock was struggling to get free as the bulge in his suit grew. I smiled with pride in myself as I realized that I could make him that horny! Ever since then I think it's the reaction in men that turns me on the most.'
I unbuttoned the collar of my shirt and slipped my hands under the table. The cuffs opened with some struggle but she didn't notice.
'We jumped in the pool and splashed around for a while, making small talk. He told me that my husband and I were welcome to use the pool any time we wanted.'
She swung her head back and forth in some sort of inner conflict. Shame I think.
'You know, I just, I just needed that thick bulge! It was damn near poking out anyway! I needed it in my hand. I needed to HOLD it! Put it in my pussy, my mouth, something! So I pushed! 'What if I want to go swimming in the nude?' I asked him teasingly and he replied, 'So, you and your husband like skinny dipping do you?'
'Then I swam up close to him and pressed my tits against his arm. 'Oh, now who said anything about my husband? I meant, what about swimming in the nude... right now.' I remember that moment so well because I had pulled my bikini bottoms to the side and I was grinding my naked pussy against another mans bulge, for the first time since my bachelor-ette party. It was so nice feeling my pussy lips wrapped around something other than my husband's cock again. Well, it was official, I had returned to my old realm! I was a slut once more!'

She sat up in my office chair. She lifted both her hands to her hair and ran them up into it. Raising her arms she let her hair fall. Her hands went to her collar. She pulled it open. As most of it was unbuttoned it opened easily and the display of her full firm milky white skin spilling out into the room with us was world shaking!'
My smile took complete control of my face. 'It IS hot in here isn't it?' I asked her. My hands worked overtime unbuttoning my shirt and rolling up my sleeves. I left it on but open and continued listening to her story.
She smiled at my relaxed look. She didn't know I was nude under the table yet. My poor dick was throbbing at the sight of her approving smile. She let out a small teasing giggle and relaxed back into the chair, leaving her nearly exposed chest on full display. My gaze was caressing her half exposed nipple. She followed my stare and inhaled allowing the entire nipple to come out and say hello.
'Well he was clearly stunned by my attitude, but I could tell he was ready and willing too. I couldn't believe I was acting like such a little slut. It was different when I was single, but here I was a married woman! But anyway, he said, 'Hey, don't let me stop you. That bikini looks like it's about ready to pop off anyway.' So, while still in the water, I slowly slipped off my slingshot swimsuit. I soaked up his smile and look of bliss. God, it felt good to be naked in the water, especially in front of this studly guy. I held up the tiny slip of fabric and slung it over to him. As he caught it he let his mouth fall open and laughed. I swam around under the surface watching his cock growing longer inside that little lycra bag he wore. Still underwater I stopped in front of him and put my hands on his hips and looked closely at his bulge. The tip of his cock was beginning to poke out of the ridiculous bikini thing he wore. I was tempted to take it out and suck it down my throat, but I was underwater and besides, I wanted him to look closer at my body. I let go and slowly walked up the steps out of the water. I turned around to face him with water running down my nude figure. 'So what do you think? What do you rate this on 1 to 10?' I asked him.
'Oh my God! Do you have to ask? Neighbor you're a perfect fucking 10 if I ever saw one! God Damn you've got a nice body!' Then he told me I had the best tits he ever saw.'

She sat forward in her chair and pressed her tits out. They slipped right out of the dress and she cupped them for me and held them out looking up at me for approval. 'What do you think?'
I coughed, 'I believe I would have to agree with Hans! They are damn nice Adrian!'
She grinned wide and then licked her teeth, 'And they're real too! Well, I loved it! I loved that my naked body was making him so horny so I kept leading him. I walked along the edge of the pool until I was directly over him, 'What about my pussy? What do you think of this pussy Hans?' I asked innocently as I stood over him legs spread wide. I reached down and caressed my shaved lips. I gently pulled open my labia and let him see my swollen clit trying to come out and play. 'Hmm? Do you like a shaved slit Hans?'
'Oh my lord Adrian, John is one lucky s.o.b. to have that all to himself,' he told me.
'He doesn't own my pussy! He's JUST my husband!' I laughed at him. 'If anything, my pussy owns him!'
'Mmmm, just imagine!' Hans said smiling.
It was time to strike. I laid it on thick! 'Ooooh you've imagined my pussy have you?' I laughed. 'Well, then I better confess, I've spent quite a bit of time imagining what your cock looks like.' I said looking at his crotch. Then I added, 'You've been in quite a few of my little fantasies. Why don't you come up here and let me have a real look at it!'
Well, He quickly got out of the pool and came up beside me. 'I hope this is as good as the fantasy!' he said. His cock was poking away from him beneath the lycra triangle. He slowly reached in and peeled down his thong and stepped out of it.
Now listen, It wasn't the thickest dick I've seen, but it was easily eight and a half inches long, you know, the kind that you can feel WAY up inside!'
'So a pretty nice piece of meat then?' I asked.
'Oh God that Hans, he has a fantasy cock alright.'
'Bigger than your husbands I take it?' I asked. By the look on her face, I already knew the answer.
'Oh baby! Hans has him beat by a mile! I love John to death, but his 5inch dick just can't reach those pleasure spots inside me. Maybe I should have weighed all the options before I got married. I mean I knew John had an average size cock. It's nice and all, I mean it gets the job done! But I'm one of the few women who have fucked big-dicked guys and really loved it. Not all women do! But for me, it's just a feeling it's hard to explain... It's like when Bill, another friend of mine, when he slips his thick 6 inches completely inside and you're really riding that thick chunky cock of his! -or if you're in a standing fuck situation, like with Marty, well, you're really PART of the sexual machine! I mean Marty's got a third arm down there! It's fucking amazing! Literally! You know the term 2 backed beast? God I love that feeling! I also knew John had never given me that feeling. I guess it was the way he treated me with respect and kindness that made me do it. You know, marry him.'
My own thick 8 inches threatened to lift the desk as she spoke with such candor about the various men who slid their cocks into her. I hoped I'd be next if I played this right.

'Guys with big cocks can be real shits, because they think you'll come back for their particular cock. You know the sad part is it's true. I've let more than one guy treat me like complete crap, because I knew if I didn't he wouldn't give my pussy any more of that huge cock, something at the time I thought I couldn't live without!' She grinned and giggled. She leaned in close to the mic and whispered. Her thick red lips pouting open and closed, brushing the skin of the microphone. 'Then I realized... with this body I can get quantity AND quality! Hell Prof. look at me, I don't have to take any shit just to get a nice cock! I can pretty much get whatever cut of meat I want, just like at the butcher shop!' She grinned a wide open mouth smile and as she leaned against her hand and her dress gapped open again revealing a perfectly round and puffy aureole and a hard nipple just aching to be sucked.
I sat up and took my shirt off. I used it to pad off my neck and chest which had become quite sweaty. I felt an electric rush straight to my cock. I was completely nude now and ready to give her anything she wanted.
Adrian stared at me smiling. 'Anyway, my love for John IS real, but so was my desire to get fucked by this stud with the long dick. So I slid my hands up and down my body as he gripped his meat and held it for my inspection. I smiled and told him, 'You know you shouldn't have showed me that sweet piece, 'cause now I want it.' When he didn't make his move I got angry, 'Well, are you going to give it to me or are you just a tease?' I asked him.
He grinned. 'I never tease, neighbor. Besides, I'd have to be crazy to turn down the chance of packing into that sweet married pussy you're carrying.' He said.'
Adrian had both hands under the table and as she moved forward her dress opened completely. Both glorious tits spilled into view and she stared shyly at me for a reaction.
I scooted my chair back and stood. My thick cock stretched towards her wanting her to posses it! She put a hand to her mouth and giggled. She then put a finger to her lips and shushed me. She stood and picked up the microphone. Her dress was quickly piled on the table with my shirt. We were both now completely naked. She wore nothing under the thin dress.
She took my hand and led me to the big leather couch in my office. Speaking into the microphone she continued, 'Hans squeezed his cock and pointed it at my pussy. He rubbed his bulging purple head along my clit and began to slip inside with little effort. I shook my head no and pointed at the windows in my house that opened on the pool. 'He can't know!' I whispered. Well, very quickly Hans picked up all our clothes and led me into his house. He took me into his bedroom and we lay down on his bed. He gently started to squeeze my tits. Damn, it felt good to be naked with a man other than my husband and to be felt all over by such caring worshipful hands!'
I laid her down on the therapist couch. I dragged my fingers across her glorious body and circled in to her smooth mound.
She continued her story for me as I prepared to fuck her there in the office.
'Now I know I should have been ashamed, but instead I was proud of myself for being able to be so hot for this stud. While he was exploring my pussy, I reached down and took hold of his oversized cock.'
Her eyes met mine, 'My god it feels so good to have a nice big cock in my hands again.'
Her hands tried to grip all the way around my cock as I tickled her clit.
'Oh god! Well, Hans slipped his... fingers into my wet... slit and said, 'Shit Adrian! I can tell you have a man with a small dick at home. Your pussy is tight as hell!' So I said, 'Well maybe you can stretch it out with this nice big... thick... cock of yours.' I moaned into his ear.'
I felt her pussy opening for me! Whatever it was like for Hans it was a hot wet cavern waiting to be filled today! I slipped my whole hand inside her steaming canyon. My cock would slip in easily! This was going to be a great fuck!'

She thrashed her head back and forth under my ministrations.
'Ohhh Holy God! He, uh, he said, 'I don't know. You're married after all,' He was tea... he was teasing me!'
I stopped stroking her slick pussy lips and stood over her body staring down at this magnificent creature lying naked beneath my pulsing cock. A large drop of pre-cum glistened on my head and Adrian stared up at it longingly.
'Don't you even try to hold out on me now? You know I'm burning to get that cock in me. You're being such a god damn clit tease! How many schoolgirls have you shown that big thick dick of yours to?' uh, I uh, I mean, I said to him. 'and then wouldn't let them have it?' I asked him.'
She was still determined to finish her story and I was just as determined to bring her infidelities to an even dozen!
'Well, he told me he'd shown it to plenty of girls. But in the end, he let them all have it.'
I slowly kneeled and brought my cock closer to her face. She reached up immediately and took it in both her hands. She pulled it to her mouth and sucked the crystal clear fluid off my cockhead. She slurped me clean then continued.
'Good. You had me worried there for a minute!' Please uh, Hans, put it in me now!' I begged.'
She sat back on the couch and spread her legs wide while smiling a devilish little come fuck me smile.
'I lay on my back and spread my legs for him. Mmmm, yeah baby! He rubbed his cock on my pussy lips for a minute and then he, OH Yea... Oh God! He, he pushed it... he pushed it... uh, INTO me. Oh ye, ye, yeah... It felt, oh god it felllllt sooo, so godamn great to have a new man's fresh cock in me! aw gawd! Especia, especially a big one like, like Hans's. He kept ta, He kept, kept taking short, luh luh luh LITTLE strokes! strokes, burying more and more and more -ore -ore inside, inside in me. Yeah bay, baby, that feels so damn good. Keep giving it to me. You're already deeper than Hans's ever been. Oh God, you're a good fuck!'
I slowed my pace, mechanically sliding slowly out then slowly in playing her pussy like a violin. Her pussy felt better than anything I've ever touched! I wanted to fuck her forever!
'Oh dear God in heaven! He kept screwing me hard, then slow like this for about ten minutes before he, uh, buh, before he, he came in me. Just knowing that a, oh god, faster, fassster! Just know, owing a stra, a strange man was puh uh, uh, Pumping me... He was pumping me, aw gawd! Aw gawd! Pump, aw gawwwd! Pumping fuh, fuh, fuck! Fucking me pumping muh, me, full of his CUUUUUHHH Cuh, CUM! AW GAWD! PUMPING me with his cum*
[At this point the microphone fell from her hands and switched off. The session begins roughly 15 minutes later when we resumed the session.]

I sat in a sexual stupor watching her lovingly slide her tongue along the ridges and veins of my cock. Adrian sat curled up on the floor at my feet as I reached down and handed her the microphone again. She allowed one hand to release its hold on my cock and she spoke into the steel phallic symbol.
'So allowing myself to acknowledge and embrace the fact that a strange man was pumping me full of his cum set me off on my first post-fidelity orgasm. I swear I must have had at least 6 orgasms that afternoon. Hey, He's 18, they have a lot of sexual energy!'
She slowly wrapped her lips around my cock again and lowered her mouth around my shaft. She slid her head slowly down the length of my meat until she couldn't take anymore. She began humming and pulled slowly off. She let out a loud pop as she sucked her way off the top of my cock. I prayed to all the Greek Gods that the microphone was picking up the sloppy noises she made while repeatedly sucking me off.
'Well, that was the first of the 11 guys I have fucked behind my husbands back.' she giggled, '12 now! You're my even dozen!' She gave my cock a warm lovers kiss. 'I just CAN'T, NOT be sucking and fucking cocks,' she shook my meat for emphasis and bobbed her face down its length a few times. 'and I'm afraid John's dick will never be enough. But still I maintain that I love him and its only lust that makes me cheat.' She gritted her teeth and dove back down the length of my dick. 'Ummm, oh, gaw'k!' she slurped up and swallowed the erupting cum into her pretty little mouth as it wearily oozed out of my cock once more. 'Oh baby! That tastes so fucking good!' She gently massaged my balls and shaft. 'Mmmmore!' Her eyes never left mine as she pulled her cheeks concave sucking me dry. 'God, you've got a nice, nice cock!'
She sucked hard and made a smacking noise as her lips left me. 'Sometimes while we're making love, I'll tell him my fantasies of fucking other men.' She licked up some stray rivulets of semen, 'I told him a fantasy of Hans the night it, you know, happened. He didn't know it was reality. I'm surprised my loose pussy didn't spark any suspicion. Even if he would understand I'm not sure I would tell him. It's just so much more fun fucking guys behind his back!'
She held my still stiff cock and marveled at it, 'God baby you're still hard!' She wrapped her ample tits around it and kissed and sucked my cockhead. Her wedding ring caught the light and she saw me glancing at it, 'Okay Yes, I'm a cock crazy little slut. But hey, at least I can admit it! And am I the best? Tell me I'm not the best you ever had baby!'
My brain was slowly spinning back down from orgasm and I was out of breath! 'Oooh, sweet baby! You are so good! Such an exceptionally accomplished... oversexed little piece of ass! I gotta say in all my research and therapeutic study... you are the one and only Grade-A, Certified, Cock Crazy Capitol 'S' Slut I have ever had the intense pleasure of meeting!'
She pressed her lips to my cock covering it with kisses. Watching her slowly bringing my aching dick back to life it occurred to me. 'Adrian, would you let me write the book about you? I mean the whole book? Starring you and telling the story of all the things you enjoy doing?'
'Means I would have to spend a lot more time with you then?'
'Oh as much time as we can stand!'
'And I get to tell everybody about all the dirty things I've done?' She sounded joyous and hopeful!
'Every slutty little detail!'
'My husband can't know.' she stated.
'Not unless you want him to.'
She sat there thinking as a smile gradually began forming across her mouth. I looked down at her smiling face and stroked her shining lips with the tip of my cock. She happily went back to sucking the remaining drops of cum out of my dick.
To be continued...

This story is erotic fiction. Don't go expecting real people to act this way! You'll get hurt! Sex with a real person is a whole different animal! -and a lot more fun! (-if you're doin' it right!)
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