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Wicked Weekend -- Chapter 1: Party Ignites A Passion Fire

"Wife steps out and steps back in as hubby battles urges of flight or fun"

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I did not want to attend the Christmas party for my wife's company. She did HR for a software engineering firm, and I didn't understand any of the shop talk. She insisted we go and promised me unlimited drinks and a good roll in the hay when we got home. We got dressed in fancy clothes and took an Uber to the historic hotel where the holiday debauchery would unfold.

After initial introductions, we split off, as we often did at parties. I kept close to the bar making small talk with other spouses -- mostly women -- and she made the rounds, talking with coworkers -- mostly male -- downing tequila sunrises like they were fruit juice. After a few hours, I was good and hammered and ready for my after-party sex. I went looking for Delaney, my bride.

Del was petite and not easy to spot in the crowd. She stood just five-foot tall and weighed 105 pounds soaking wet. Everything about her was tiny: her ass, her tits, her short, permed, black hair. What she lacked in size, though, she made up for in enthusiasm. She loved to fuck, and she screamed when she came, often with my face in her crotch. She had been my high school sweetheart, and now, at age twenty-seven, we were still crazy for each other.

Or so I thought.

As I searched for her, I opened the door to the coat checkroom. My vision may have been a bit blurry, but the sight before me was clear: there was Delaney, leaning over a barstool where her boss was sitting, his pants at his ankles and his uncircumcised, dark-skinned, monster-sized cock being consumed by my little wife. Behind her, a man I didn't know had pulled up her short, red-sparkled skirt and pushed her black thong to the side. His hard cock -- which seemed a bit on the small size from where I was standing -- was disappearing between her ass cheeks and into her well-lubed pussy. The three of them were lost in passion and didn't notice me.

"That's it, Laney," the Pakistani boss, Mohammad, grunted as he thrust deeper into my wife's mouth. "Suck my cock and drink my juice."

He looked down her back and over her ass to his partner and urged him to continue his drunken assault. "Mike, fuck this bitch," Mo said. "She wants it. She likes it. She's a good one."

I was torn between excitement and anger. My wife was a great cocksucker and a good fuck. To be watching her was a big turn-on. But she was cheating on me with her boss and some random guy. We had had multiple partners before, but always together. Torn: Going behind my back pissed me off; the live sex scene turned me on. I left the room and had another shot.

On the way home, it was obvious Delaney had no idea I had seen her cavorting. Her hair was a mess and her clothes wrinkled, but she chalked it up to being drunk, not her lascivious liaison. I was so horny that I put her cheating out of my mind. She'd taken her bra off—in the coat closet, I presumed—and asked me to suck her tits and bite her pointy nipples through the silky green top she had unbuttoned. She rubbed my growing cock through my pants and drunkenly mumbled some words about love and wanting me deep inside. We both practically came in the back of the little Toyota that Uber sent for us.

Once home, we wasted no time getting to the bedroom. Delaney was nude in record time and on her knees, pulling down my pants to free my cock. It was hard, and I needed to pee. But there was no time. She engulfed me, grabbing my balls and tickling my asshole.

"Mmm," she hummed before pulling me from her oral cavity. "Let me have it. I want to be your slut." She swallowed again, and my whole body shook in a sexual spasm.

My slut? Yeah right, I thought, recalling the pounding she received earlier that night. My blood was surging into my cock as I thought of men blasting cum inside my little girl. I pulled her up from the floor and planted a wet kiss on her lips. I tasted cock: was it mine or her boss'? I spun her around, bent her over the bed and looked at her small, tight ass.

"You want it, bitch? I'm gonna give it to you," I said, shoving all eight inches of my cock between her hairy labia and inside her tight pussy with a single thrust. No nuance. I slammed my dick as deep as it would go. "Take my cock, slut. Take it!"

She grunted again and slurred something about loving my big cock and wanting to be used. My angry thrusting nearly knocked her over, and I staggered to grab her hips and keep us both upright. I humped her wildly, lost between anger and lust. On one backward thrust, my cock flew out of her tight love box, and when I pushed forward, it slid between her ass cheeks. I looked down, preparing to impale her, and saw cum dripping from her pussy. I knew it wasn’t mine.

Fucking bitch, my brain exploded. I was not getting sloppy seconds from my own wife, I thought. But I had to continue. I needed release.

My cock was rock hard, but the alcohol had deadened its sensitivity. I needed a strong grip to tug me and empty my balls. I needed to ... fuck her ass!

"I saw you tonight," I said, as I pulled her ass cheeks apart and looked, glassy-eyed, at her dark, wrinkly hole. I pushed my thumb against its tightness and felt her resist. "I saw you in the closet like a whore. Fucking. Sucking. There is only one hole that you haven’t used as a cum dump tonight.”

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“Oh, Tom. Let me explain," she said. "We're just playing around, like we do at work. You know ... it's just sex. They're just horny boys doing what horny boys do. You know?"

She's right.

“Yes, I know what horny boys do. And tonight I want your ass. Wife, you are mine!"

I put the tip of my cock against her tight butthole. My grip on her hips grew stronger as I pushed savagely. I would not be denied.

She turned around to look at me.

“OK, Tom," she said. "Be gentle. The booze has loosened me and I want to take all of you. Go slow and, ahh ... fuck!"

I pushed my dick in her, piercing her anal sphincter with my angry purple cockhead and began to pump, wondering what other kinds of games they play at work. She often grew frisky when she was loaded, and I encouraged her. But something about banging at work and sneaking off into the closet ...

Her rectal chute was amazingly tight and void of much lube. I struggled to push my throbbing cock deeper. As much as it hurt me, I am sure she was racked with more pain. My balls were full, and I needed to shoot.

“Take this, my lovely wife,” I said as her resistance waned and I felt the muscles of her ass relax. Deeper and deeper I went until my balls slapped her slick labia and my cock rested deep in her large intestine.

“Ooh Tom, I love you. Fuck me like the slut I am. Fuck me hard and deep," she said.

I pushed her tiny frame onto the bed, where she got on her hands and knees. I remained right behind her, Delaney’s dainty ass impaled by my penis. I pushed her shoulders down, her head resting on the bedsheets, her ass pointing toward the ceiling. The angle, with me on my knees looking down on her butt, was perfect for an anal assault with my rock-hard rod.

Delaney reached back and grabbed my clean- shaven ball sac, tugging the testicles and squeezing them to the point of pain. “Your cock is so good. I feel so full. Fuck me, husband. My ass is yours!” she cried.

Del released my balls and attacked her love button, rubbing her clitoris violently, coaxing herself closer and closer to climax. Her breathing quickened and her body began to heave. I watched as her tight ass opened wide, her cunt began to leak, and her legs began to shake. She rocked back and forth on my cock while I slapped her ass and pulled her curly hair like I was riding a filly in heat. She was on the brink of a major explosion.

“Oh baby,” I grunted, “I’m so close. I need to cum. It hurts baby, my balls are aching to release.”

We moved in unison, and I felt her pelvic muscles contracting. Del was cumming and the flood of pussy juice and stranger cum was soaking our marital bed.

“Ahhrr,” she moaned. “Fucking cum. I am fucking cumming.”

She bucked and she pushed back at me, moaning and cussing, slurring her words in a combination of orgasmic gibberish and drunken blather. "Yes, yes, yes," is all I understood. Her legs were shaking, and her head was jerking back and forth. She was screaming as she crested orgasm mountain.

I was on the verge, too. Staring down at my wife's ass, overflowing with my raw cock, I thought back to the sight of her in the clothes closet. She loved sex. And when we got drunk, her panties dropped, her mouth came open and I gladly shared her with others. Tonight it was all her and I was taken aback. My booze-coated brain could not make sense of it. So I just kept thrusting, punishing her with my pounding cock.

"Take it, bitch. Take it," I swore, urging my balls to unload. The flood of liquor I had consumed was inhibiting me. In and out, in and out, sweat pouring off of me. I wanted to cum, but my balls were not cooperating. Delaney's spasms continued in a massive orgasm. She breathed heavily, grunting some more profanity, and then collapsed beneath me, her own orgasm over, falling flat onto the bed.

My cock flopped out of her gaping hole, and I looked down. She instantly passed out, leaving me with a bulging cock and balls full of cum.

I inched off the bed and stumbled away, tripping on the shoes and clothes we had hastily removed. I looked over at the bed and Del had pulled herself into a fetal position. She was down for the count. In the bathroom, I took a pee in the bathtub, my cock still hard and unable to aim toward the toilet.

I threw on a pair of boxers and started to pack an overnight bag. I was leaving in the morning for a long-planned weekend with an old high school friend. I covered up Delaney and closed the bedroom door. I grabbed a drink and a cigarette.

I wondered how much I should pack. Would I come back on Monday like I planned? Had she broken not only our vows, but our whole marriage? I fell asleep on the couch.

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