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A Choice

It’s been said that you always have a choice. But, the choices we make always lead to consequences. Consequences must be lived with, as my wife and I found out not long ago. We were celebrating our tenth wedding anniversary in Acapulco, Mexico.

My wife, Lynda at 33, is just as beautiful now as when I married her. She had an almost perfect hour-glass figure with long blonde hair. She worked hard to maintain her healthy shape after two kids. She exercised five days a week and at least three of those work-outs were designed to keep her ass toned. She had a beautiful butt and I really loved it.

I’m not in too bad of shape for a 37-year old guy, but since most of my exercise is done on the golf course I’m about ten pounds heavier now than when we got married. Lynda said she thought my pooch was cute and my rescinding hairline made me look wise. I wasn’t so sure about either.

It was our last day in Acapulco and I woke up with a hard-on. Lynda and I had made love each night since we had arrived and last night had been no exception. I was spooning with my wife as she stirred awake. I pushed my cock between her butt cheeks.

She felt my hard cock pulsate in the crack of her ass and giggled. She pulled it from her crack before I shoved it further up her butt. She pushed me over on my back and snuggled up to me. She teased, “Duane, you’re so naughty. For ten years you’ve been trying to get that thing into my ass, why do you want to butt-fuck me? Doesn’t my pussy satisfy you?”

I laughed then kissed her. “Baby, you got the sweetest pussy on the planet and sense you’ve mastered those Kegel exercises you can really milk the cum from my cock. I love your pussy, but Baby, you got a perfect heart-shaped ass that I would love to fuck.”

“That isn’t going to happen, Duane.”

“It will someday. You know some women really like anal. I’m sure you’d enjoy it too. I’ll convince you someday, I’m quite the salesman. Then you’re going to realize what you’ve been missing for the past ten years.”

She shook her head with a smile and swung her leg over my middle and straddled me. She grabbed my cock, it throbbed in her hand. She grinned then pointed it at the soaked entrance of her snatch. She slowly slid down the length of my cock until she was fully seated on it and rested on my balls. She contracted her cunt muscles with a wicked grin.

Wide-eyed I huffed and tried not blow my load right then. The soothing wet sensation of the velvety depths of her cunt was so intense. I hissed, “Pussy…good….so….good.”

Lynda liked being on top. She liked the control it gave her. She set the pace and teased me by alternating the depth she took my cock into her cunt. She rose up and quickly bounced rapidly up and down on it with just a couple of inches inside her.

Then she tormented me by sliding slowly up the full length of my shaft until my cock almost fell out of her only to glide back down until she was fully seated again. She groaned on the way up and moaned on the way down. Then she whimpered as she tightened her cunt muscles around my cock forcing me to curl my toes to keep from busting my nut too soon.

“You’re… torturing… me.” I whined.

I squeezed her perfect grapefruit size breasts. They were milky white against her tanned torso. I pinched and tugged her pink nipples until she squealed with relish.

She diddled her clit as she rode my cock trying to maintain her tortoise like pace. Shortly she began to pick up speed as her orgasm approached. Soon she looked like a jockey bouncing astride a thoroughbred. She huffed, “I…ooh… love….ooh… cock…love…your… hard cock…ooh.”

I clamped down on both her nipples as she suddenly stopped with my cock fully embedded insider her. I cried out as her entire pelvic constricted with her orgasm and threatened to snap my cock in two. I watched mesmerized as her crimson colored face contorted into a grimace of release. Then she threw back her head and howled with climatic delight before collapsing on my chest.

“My turn,” I mumbled.

I grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass and rolled her onto her back without pulling my cock from her cunt. I caught a shadow of a movement near the balcony but thought nothing of it as the gratification I felt from Lynda’s pussy overwhelmed my senses.

She intensified her firm grip on my cock with another squeeze of her cunt muscles. She whispered hot and naughty in my ear, “Fuck me, Duane, fuck me good.”

With that kind of encouragement I pounded her pussy with rapid machine like thrusts. I rose up on my arms for better leverage and Lynda raked her nails down my back as another orgasm began to build in her core. The angle of my pelvic put pleasurable pressure on her clit.

She shook her head from side to side and babbled incoherently. Her tanned complexion turned crimson as the heat of her orgasm began to rise. Soon her cunt once again squeezed my cock in warm wet spasms. She screeched in joyful release, “My pussy…my…pussy…cum.”

It was more than I could take and I buried my cock into her cunt with a final thrust. My testicles contracted then shot spurt after spurt of cum into the depths of Lynda’s pussy. I felt her nails dig into the flesh of my ass as she tried to get more of my cock inside her. I hollered, “Cum-cum-cumming.”

I collapsed with a grunt of blessed release. My cock softened and slipped from Lynda’s slick snatch. I rolled onto my back and caught my breath as she once again curled up next to me. I kissed her and said, “I love you, Baby. You were a wildcat. What got into you?”

She giggled, “I love you too. You have a magnificent cock by the way. But…” She hesitated, “I think we had an audience. The thought of being watched really excited me.”

“What?”

“Duane, don’t…”

I sprung out of bed and ripped open the balcony’s glass door. No one was there. I turned around puzzled, “We’re on the fourth floor. How can someone be peeking in the window?”

“From the balcony above, they were leaning over it.”

“They?”

“I think I saw two guys, one with long hair and one with curly. It’s not a big deal, Duane. Don’t overreact. You’re always saying how much you like having a hot wife and having other guys admire me.”

“Yeah, but they don’t see you naked let alone in the throes of passion.”

Lynda laughed, “You sure had me in the throes alright, Honey.”

I wasn’t ready to drop it. I wanted to call the hotel’s front desk and complain but Lynda coaxed me into the shower. We had another quick fuck under the warm cascading water before grabbing brunch and heading to the beach.

The hot Mexican sun was near its zenith as I carried our beach bag loaded with suntan oil, a beach blanket, our towels and snacks down to the beach. I followed a couple of steps behind Lynda admiring the undulation of her ass in her blue and white striped bikini bottoms. When we got to the beach we staked out our territory with our beach blanket. Lynda pulled off the T-shirt she used as a cover-up then stretched out on her back. She rubbed her lower abdomen and said, “Sun feels good on my tummy. You’ve given me so many orgasms the past couple of days my tummy is actually sore.”

I propped myself up on an elbow with a laugh. “I’d say I was sorry but it would be a lie. It has been my great pleasure to make your tummy sore.”

“Yeah, my pleasure too, Honey.” She patted her belly, “I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up pregnant after this little trip. I’m at my most fertile right now.”

“I thought you were on the pill.”

“My doctor took me off them a couple months ago because they were unbalancing my hormones. I told you that when he recommended it. Don’t you remember?”

“Oh yeah, is that why you’ve been so horny?”

Lynda giggled, “Maybe, perhaps it’s because I love you so much. Would you like another child?”

“What’s wrong with the two we got?”

“Nothing,” beamed Lynda proudly, “But I think I would like one more maybe two. What do you think?”

I smiled into her glowing face, “Sure. You make beautiful babies. I can’t help but love them.”

After a bit Lynda rolled over onto her stomach and untied her top with a flick of her wrist. I sat up on my hands and studied her ass. My cock hardened in a natural response to her pale butt cheeks peeking from beneath her bikini as its material infested her butt crack. I dug the suntan oil out of the beach bag and squirted a dab in my hand and rubbed it on Lynda’s back.

She moaned, “That feels so good, Honey, so relaxing. I guess we got to get back to the grind tomorrow.”

“Yeah, you got a big case coming up?”

Lynda was a paralegal for a good sized law firm. “We always have a big case coming up. What about you… any big sales presentations coming up?”

I was the top sales representative for my company. In fact, I had won our stay in Acapulco in a sales contest. I laughed at her jibe, “There’s always a big sales presentation coming up.”

She squealed when I bent down and gently bit her exposed buttock. “Duane, not here, we’re being watched.”

I followed Lynda’s gaze to a couple of Mexicans dressed in khaki work clothes lounging near the hotel’s patio. They were hotel maintenance workers sitting at a table eating their lunch. I wasn’t sure they were gawking at us until the older one, who had a pony tail, smiled at me before he gave me a thumbs-up sign. I acknowledged him with a nod.

“Let them look. You got a great ass and I’m going to suck a hickey on it.” And before she could protest I did just that.

Lynda squealed again and rose on her knees to playfully fight me off. She hadn’t retied her top so when she rose up her creamy white breasts were on full display to the maintenance workers. The curly-haired younger one whistled. Lynda pushed me away and covered her breasts with her hands. Aggravated she hissed, “Help me get my top back on.”

“Okay, okay, sorry.”

Quickly, I tied her bikini top back up. I glanced at the patio to see the Mexican workers laughing at our predicament. I had to laugh too. They rose to their feet, smiled and waved before heading back into the hotel.

“It’s not funny, Duane. My tits are hanging out.”

“Relax, Baby, you got a great pair of tits. I wish this was a topless beach so everyone could see them.”

Lynda looked at me puzzled, “What do you think I am some kind of trophy to be displayed?”

I grinned and nodded, “Yeah, you’re my trophy wife. They can only look at you but I get to fuck you.”

She shook her head, “I don’t know if that’s a compliment or not.”

“It’s the best compliment in the world I have the hottest wife on the beach and those Mexican workers acknowledged it.”

“And that makes you feel…what…superior?”

I shook my head, “Not superior, blessed.”

Lynda kissed full on the lips, momentarily probing my mouth with her tongue. She broke our kiss looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes. She smiled broadly and said, “Now that’s a compliment. Let’s go back to the room.”

“Let’s do.”

I quickly gathered up our belongings and stuffed them into the beach bag while Lynda put her T-shirt back on. As we headed to the hotel I followed behind my wife so I could ogle her ass. In my mind, I willed the blue and white fabric of her bikini to creep into the crack of her ass. I smiled as each step seemed to accomplish that very task. Soon, I could see the little red mark on her white ass peeking beneath her bikini evidence of my hickey. I carried the beach bag in such a way as to hide my hard-on as we entered the hotel lobby.

We had to wait for the elevator and I smiled at my wife in the mirrored doors. She smiled back at me as she manipulated her forefingers along the inside of her bikini to remove the material from the crack of her ass in the most lady-like manner. I noticed in the mirror that her maneuver had tightened the material across the front of her bikini and produced a tell-tale camel-toe. My mouth watered anticipating the delights to come.

The two rather large Mexican maintenance workers we had noticed earlier were already in the elevator when the doors opened. Each was over six foot tall and weighed over two hundred pounds. They got a full frontal shot of my wife’s bikini covered slit. They both smiled knowingly at Lynda then nodded to me as we entered the elevator.

I nodded back to them and said, “Howdy,” before I hit the button for our floor.

They spoke lowly in Spanish, a language neither Lynda nor I spoke. The younger one, who I guessed to be in his twenties, giggled catching my attention. The older one, who I assumed was around forty, elbowed him as I turned around. He winked and pointed at Lynda and said, “Bonito.”

I shrugged and smiled, “Sorry, no habla español.”

He smiled, his dark face made his teeth seem whiter, “Your woman is very beautiful, Señor.”

“Yes, she is,” I agreed.

“You are a most fortunate, man.”

I nodded, “Si, I am.”

The doors to the elevator opened when it arrived at our floor. Lynda and I stepped out. The Mexicans followed a short distance behind us. I heard them speaking in hushed tones. I peeked down at Lynda’s posterior to confirm my suspicions. Sure enough her bikini had once again ridden up her ass revealing the undulating curves of her buttocks much to the workers delight.

I opened the door and held it for Lynda as she walk through it. Just as I followed her into the room I was pushed from behind. I dropped the beach bag and turned to swing on my attackers. I hollered, “Hey!”

The two Mexicans each held one of my arms with the utmost ferocity and pushed me back into the room. They threw me into a chair and held me down as I continued to struggle.

“What do you want?” I cried out, “Money?”

The older Mexican spoke, “No, Señor, we do want your money. You have something more precious than money. We saw the pleasure your woman gave you this morning, we want to experience such pleasure.”

Lynda intervened, “You were the peepers?”

“Si, Señorita, you are very beautiful. Never have I seen a woman so enraptured in the act of love. I have never experienced such a responsive woman. I must have you.”

I kicked at my assailants and shouted, “You won’t get away with this, the police…”

The older man laughed and tilted his head toward the younger one, “Señor, his father is on the police department. They will do nothing.”

“Duane, stop!” interjected Lynda, catching all of us by surprise.

Taken aback by Lynda’s command I complied and immediately the two Mexicans loosen their grip on me but kept their hands on me. Lynda addressed the older Mexican, “What is your name, Señor?”

Surprised he looked at the younger one, then at me and finally back at Lynda. “My name is Hector and this is my cousin, Carlos,” he nodded towards the younger man.

“Okay, Hector, we don’t want any trouble. No one has to get hurt. My name is Lynda.” She tapped her breast bone and continued, “Let me speak with my husband, por favor.”

Hector nodded at Carlos and they let go of me but stood nearby ready to pounce. Lynda bent down and caressed my face lovingly with her hand. Both men eyed her butt lustfully as her bikini fully invested her ass crack.

She looked into my eyes and calmly said, “Duane, this is going to happen. There’s nothing you or I can do about it. It’s going to happen.”

“What are you saying?”

Resolute Lynda said, “We have a choice, Duane. We can choose not to be victims.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Duane, if you continue to struggle with these two, they are going to hurt you. You can’t beat them both. They’ll get all worked up in the fight and turn their rage on me. So I won’t only get raped I’ll get assaulted as well. Is that what you want?”

I shook my head, “Of course not.”

“I don’t want to be victim. I see victims all the time, in my law office. They never seem to get over it. They live the rest of their lives as victims. I don’t want to be a victim.”

“So what do you want me to do?”

“Nothing,” she paused to let her words sink in, “just let it happen. Don’t interfere. Don’t say a word.”

“You just want me to watch you get raped?”

Lynda shook her head, “I told you I’m not going to be a victim. I’m going to participate. A participant isn’t a rape victim. It’s just sex. I love you, not them. It’s just sex.”

She turned to Hector and Carlos. “Do you understand what I said to my husband? He won’t fight you and you don’t have to rape me. I’ll do my best to pleasure you but, I have some boundaries I expect you to respect.”

“Boundaries?” asked Hector. Like me, he was more than a little confused. This wasn’t at all what he had expected.

“Si, boundaries. One, you don’t say anything degrading to me or my husband. Two, I will not suck your cocks, that is only for my husband. Three, you will not stick your cocks up my ass, that too, is only for my husband. In exchange I will give you great pleasure with my pussy and my husband will sit quietly and not interfere. Are these terms agreeable?”

Hector held up his forefinger to hush Lynda as he translated what she said to Carlos, who asked a couple of questions then shrugged and nodded. Skeptical Hector spoke to me, “What your Señorita says is acceptable to you?”

I looked up at Lynda, who nodded at me and silently mouthed, “please.” I blinked back my tears of impotency and hung my head humiliated. I whispered in submission, “Yes. Si.”

Lynda turned to the Mexicans and decreed, “Get undressed, guys.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the chair. “Help me get ready to be fucked.”

I followed Lynda to the sofa. Everything seemed surreal. My mind couldn’t grasp what was happening. I watched as she pulled her T-shirt off and dropped it on the floor. Next she undid the ties to her bikini top and let it flutter to the floor.

She turned and pulled me into an embrace I felt the hardness of her nude nipples against my chest. She kissed me. Her lips forced my mouth open and she probed my mouth with her tongue. She broke our kissed and whispered hotly in my ear, “Duane, don’t be a victim, participate. Please, Honey, get control of your emotions, the more you resist the more you’ll be damaged.”

“I don’t want this…”

“I know, Honey, I know, but there’s nothing you can do.”

“I’m such a wimp,” I sniffled, “I’m sorry I can’t protect you.”

Lynda pushed me out to arm’s length, “Don’t be like this, Duane, I need you to be strong.”

She sat down delicately on the sofa. She looked up at me and with firmness said, “Victim or participant, your choice.”

Dazed I dropped to my knees in front of my seated wife. I untied the strings which held her bikini to her hips. I pulled her bikini from her as she raised her hips but it clung to her wet cunt. I jerked and it came loose from her nethers. I placed my wife’s bikini in Hector’s outstretched hand.

I said to her, “You seem pretty excited by all this…”

Lynda nodded, “I am.” She saw the hurt in my eyes and sobbed flustered, “You must think I’m such a slut.”

I shook my head negatively mindful that Lynda didn’t need to feel like slut any more than she needed to feel like a victim.

She heaved a sigh to regain her composure then explained, “I started getting wet in the elevator when you and Hector started talking about me like I was an object of desire. And then they barged in here fighting to get me…I can’t explain it…but at some primordial level a woman wants to be desired so much that males around her posture for her. I’m so sorry, Honey.”

Weakly I said, “That’s understandable. Its only natural for you to be sexually attracted to the Alpha males.”

Lynda was a natural blonde and usually kept a goatee of light pubic hair above her bald labia to remind me of that fact. Her flesh hidden by her bikini was milky white compared to her tanned torso and legs. He pussy lips glistened with excitement and pouted for attention.

The naked Mexicans behind me murmured their approval as I spread Lynda’s legs revealing the wonders of her pussy to them. Hector brought Lynda’s bikini bottoms up to his face and inhaled her aroma. His big brown horse cock danced across his washboard abs in response to her heady scent. Report Story He said to Carlos as he passed the bikini, “Tener un olor fragante.”

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.

Lynda moaned then spit out my cock. She blew on it. Her hot breath made my cock dance. Pleased with that response she licked my shaft from its base up to my cock head. She twirled her tongue around the head of my cock licking up my seeping pre-cum. Satisfied she had gotten all my nectar she began to bob up and down on my cock like a woman possessed.

My cock began to twitch as I approached orgasm. I clutched the cushions of the couch ready to shoot my load when Lynda spit out my cock. I begged, “Please, Baby, please, I’m so close.”

She giggled as she squeezed my balls. “These feel so full, Honey. Let’s empty them. Get up and strip.”

I stood up pulled my T-shirt off while Lynda pulled my shorts down. I stepped out of them as soon as they hit the floor. I took my wife into my arms and hugged her naked body next to mine. I bent my head and took a hard nipple into my mouth and sucked on it with gusto. I grinned as she hissed with delight.

She pulled my face up to hers and kissed me. Soon our tongues engaged in a spirited and amorous wrestling match. Lynda broke our kiss and spoke softly to me, “Come on its time to reclaim your wife.”

Bewildered I said, “I thought your pussy was too sore for sex.”

“It is,” she said with an impish grin. She grabbed my cock and led me out onto the balcony. It was completely dark and the lights from the courtyard below cast a deep shadow over our balcony.

Lynda called out, “Hector? Are you there?”

I was shocked when a voice answered from the dark, “Si.”

“Is Carlos with you?” asked Lynda into the night.

“Si.”

I heard the two Mexicans speaking in Spanish and was able to pinpoint their location as the balcony above us. The same balcony they had spied on us making love this morning. I asked, “How did you know they were there?”

Lynda replied with a grin, “I didn’t really. I just surmised they might hang around until they were sure you wouldn’t hurt me once we were alone.”

“They were afraid I might hurt you?” Taken aback I asked, “You know I would never do that, don’t you?”

Lynda nodded, “Of course I do.” She called out into the night again, “You guys are going to want to watch this.”

Their heads appeared over the edge of the balcony just above us. Lynda squatted down spreading her legs. A dollop of their spent cum splotched on the balcony floor from between her legs. She took my cock into her mouth. She licked and drooled all over my cock as she sucked on it noisily.

“Jeh, mamacita,” groaned Hector from above us.

The lights from below threw a shadow over our balcony but from above we were spot-lighted as if on a stage. The two Mexicans could see us clearly.

Once again I was about to bust my nut when Lynda quit her oral manipulations. She stood and said, “I think you’re ready.”

I groaned, “No, don’t stop.”

Lynda kissed me while continuing to stroke my cock. Her tongue invaded my mouth and she shared the salty taste of my pre-cum with me. The fact it was my nectar and not one of the Mexicans added to my pleasure and reinforced the fact that my wife loved me, after all she hadn’t sucked their cocks.

She broke our kiss and bent over the rail of the balcony. With one hand she clutched the rail with the other, she gripped a buttock and pulled it. She revealed her pretty pink pucker to me. She glanced over her shoulder. She looked me in the eye and said, “Reclaim your wife. Fuck my ass.”

Hector gasped as he took in the erotic sight of what my wife was offering me. He said, “Tan hermoso. So beautiful, so beautiful. What a woman.”

Astonished I asked, “Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Duane, I love you.” Lynda said with excitement. She panted with longing, “No one has ever had my ass… Not ever… It’s yours… Take it… Reclaim your wife.”

I got behind her upturned ass and grabbed her buttock and pushed it while she continued to pull the other buttock. I noticed Lynda’s butthole was wet from the excess cum that had escaped her cunt. I guided my cock saturated with my wife’s slobber with my free hand. I tapped her butthole with the tip of my cock and it winked at me before I forced my blunt helmet into it.

Lynda growled at my penetration. Her sphincter resisted me. She exhaled and groaned, “Go slow, Honey, please.”

Since my cock had started its journey into her ass I released her buttock. I tugged on both her nipples. I pulled one and pinched the other. This momentarily took Lynda’s mind off of my cock in her ass and turned her groans of grievance into moans of pleasure.

I pushed more of my cock into her soggy butt. I stopped with each sharp intake of her breath allowing her to adjust to my cock. Finally, I was completely inside her ass. My balls rested against her wet pouting pussy lips. I paused. I felt my cock throb thrilled with the tightness of her anal passage.

“I love you, Lynda. This feels so good, better than I dreamed it would.”

She released her buttock and gripped the rail firmly with both hands. She looked over her shoulder at me. Her blue eyes blazed with lust.

“I can feel…. I can feel your cock…oh gosh… pressing on the back side of my…my G-spot. Oh, oh, fuck me… Honey… fuck me.”

I slowly slid my shaft back out of her butt until only the head of my cock was left in her. I felt her sphincter struggle to expel me. I pushed my cock back until I was again deep inside her.

Lynda whimpered with glee, “Oh…oh…Honey….this feels…feels so good…so good.”

Carlos commented on our coupling from his perch above us, “Es increíble que.”

Hector replied, “Si, it is an unbelievable sight. Lynda is so responsive, such an exquisite spectacle.”

Their observations fueled my lust and I picked up speed. I grabbed a handful of Lynda’s long blonde hair and pulled it forcing her back to arch. Even as she howled a protest of pain I drove more of my cock into her. Again and again I rammed my cock into her beautiful butt, taking it, making it mine. Mine alone.

Lynda felt my cock twitching against her innards and sensed I was close to cumming. She looked over her shoulder at me. Her face was contorted in a grimace of pained pleasure. She huffed in time to my savage thrusts, “I…love…you.”

I let go of her hair and grabbed her hips with both my hands. I hurriedly hammered my cock into her relentlessly. With a final vicious thrust I plunged my cock deep into her butt. My balls contracted then blasted spurt after spurt of cum deep inside my wife. I bellowed like a gratified bull as red lights of release burst behind my closed eyes. Blood pounded in my ears and I fought off the urge to pass out.

“I can feel you cumming,” groaned Lynda still clutching the rail with white knuckles.

My cock was fully embedded in her butt and nestled against the backside of her G-spot. I reached between Lynda’s legs and pressed my forefinger against her over stimulated clit.

She stiffened, then with a swoosh she ejaculated. It spewed on the balcony floor and splattered wetly onto our ankles. Her screams of ecstasy echoed across the courtyard, “Yesss, Yassuh.”

As Lynda’s frenzied cries of elation died down I heard Carlos say, “Es muy hombre.”

Hector replied, “Si. He is much man. To possess such woman he is a much man and a fortunate one indeed.”

“A most fortunate man, indeed,” I whispered in agreement. My cock softened and fell from Lynda’s ass finally ejected by her sphincter. I pulled her up and spun her around into a tight embrace. I kissed her and said, “I love you, Lynda.”

She leaned against me trembling and hoarsely whispered, “I love you. I never ever had an orgasm like that before, I felt like my whole pussy was exploding. I can hardly stand-up. I love you.”

Epilogue.

Eight months later I arrived home from work and found my two boys watching television. I asked, “Where’s your mom?”

They pointed upstairs. So I quietly crept up the stairs expecting to find Lynda napping. I opened our bedroom door and found my wife awake. She was fresh from the shower and stood nude before the mirror of her bureau brushing her long beautiful blond hair.

She caught me admiring her bare butt in the refection of the mirror. She smiled at me glowing and said, “Thinking about Acapulco?”

I nodded, even with her recent weight gain her ass still looked great and I told her so. “Baby, you got the best butt in the state. I can hardly wait to fuck it again.”

Lynda smiled and wiggled her ass at me, “Well the doctor says you will have to wait a bit longer to get it.”

I strolled to her saying, “It’s worth the wait.”

Then I wrapped my arms around her resting my hands on her tummy. She leaned back against my chest and sighed with contentment. She had changed since we had returned from Mexico.

I traced my finger along a blue vein visible on one of her breasts which had grown from grapefruit size to the size of cantaloupes. I felt a kick against the palm of my hand her belly was swollen with new life.

Her doctor said she was carrying twins. She had been correct. She had been at her most fertile during our time in Acapulco. She turned her face towards me and kissed my cheek. She whispered, “Muy hombre, I love you.”

I looked into her bright blue eyes and said, “I chose to love you and your children.”

She kissed my cheek again and replied, “Good choice.”

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