Neither Ann nor Debbie were home when Joe Robinson arrived home from work. Because of a power outage, he had been sent home an hour and a half early. Strangely, Ann’s car was in the garage, but Ann was gone. Joe sat down on the sofa and was just debating what to do next when he heard a car pull up and a door slam. Thinking that it could just be the neighbors, Joe didn’t bother looking out the window.

Then the front door opened and his wife, Ann, walked in. Or staggered in might be more correct. She tripped over the floor mat and almost went down. Catching her balance, she stood up, then walked over to a chair, where she threw her purse down before walking over to stand in front of Joe. Even doing this, she was slightly unsteady.

And then there was the way she was dressed. Lately, Ann had been dressing more on the revealing side. Joe knew that this was a by-product of her cheating, but didn’t say anything. Today she was wearing short shorts that would befit a nineteen-year-old rather than a thirty-seven-year-old mom. Her shirt was a tight, crop-top/cami-style white top that showed off her big tits. And show them off it certainly did because Ann wasn’t wearing a bra under the shirt. It was easy to see her huge dark aureoles and nipples through the fabric. It also showed her muffin-top belly hanging over her shorts, which made her look like a fleshy whore.

Her brunette hair was held back in a ponytail by a scrunchie, but there were a lot of loose hairs that had escaped and were hanging wildly beside her face. In all, her hair was rather disheveled. Her make-up was another issue. Besides the fact that much more eye makeup was applied than was the norm, it had run, somewhat giving her a blackened eye look. For Ann, who was normally fastidious about her hair and makeup when she went out, all of this was unusual.

“What the fuck are you looking at, and why are you home?” were the first words out of Ann’s mouth as she stood in front of him.

Then the wave of alcohol breath hit him, explaining the slight slur she had when she talked and her stumbling around. She had been out drinking. And drinking quite a bit. As part of her depression treatment, Ann had been counseled by the doctor to keep alcohol to the minimum or avoid it altogether. Ann had discarded that advice today. But who had she been out drinking with? None of her girlfriends were likely candidates due to the day and time.

Then it dawned on Joe. Ann had probably been out screwing some guy she met somewhere and they had been drinking.

“Jesus, Ann, are you drunk? And how come you look like a goddamn whore?” Joe asked in return.

“Yes, I’ve been out fuckin’ drinkin,’ you dumb sonofabitch. I can fuckin’ get drunk any time I want to. I’m a big fuckin’ girl now!” was Ann’s slurred reply.

Joe continued his inquiry, “So who have you been out drinking with dressed like a whore? I don’t think any of your friends would go out drinking looking like that.”

Ann retorted, “You know why I’m dressed like a whore? It's because I am a fuckin’ whore! I’ve been out with a guy and was fuckin’ him just like a fuckin’ whore. I probably still got his cum dripping from my cunt—you wanna see it?”

One characteristic of Ann when she was drunk was that her language became much bluer. She would swear like a sailor and the F-bomb was her favorite word. Today it fit in perfectly with the way she looked. Another trait of hers was that she got horny when she was drunk.

“Yeah baby, I’d like to see his cum dripping from your cunt. Why don’t you show me, honey?” Joe said, throwing it back in her face and doubting she would.

He did want to see her pussy to see if it was true. Ever since his cuckold experience with his buddy, Tom, and Ann, he had been inexplicably turned on by her infidelity at times. So it was time to call her bluff. The fact that she was looking so hot dressed like she was, with those bare thighs and her tits bouncing and showing through her shirt was also making him hard.

“Okay, I fuckin’ will,” Ann retorted.

With that, she drunkenly kicked off her sandals and pulled off her shorts. Joe had to grab her and steady her or else she would have fallen. Next, she removed her thong. Wearing a thong was another new thing. To Joe's surprise, Ann shoved her thong into his face.

“You like my dirty underwear, baby?” Ann asked with a sneer.

Not only were they soaked with pussy juice, but it looked like they had soaked up the guy’s cum as well.

“I do. But I thought you said his cum was dripping from your cunt,” Joe retorted.

“I’ll show you my fuckin’ pussy and you can taste his fuckin’ cum you motherfucker!” Ann said loudly.

With that, she drunkenly climbed onto the sofa and stood straddling Joe, shoving her hairy pussy into his face as she leaned forward and braced herself against the wall with her hands. Parting her pubic hair with his hand, Joe examined her pussy lips. Sure enough, there was some evidence of cum oozing from them. The fuck had to have been very recent.

“Okay babe, you’re right. Your cunt is full of cum. Let me see if it tastes like a whore’s pussy,” Joe told her.

With her well-fucked hairy, big-lipped pussy in front of his face, Joe put his face into it and began to lick and eat her cunt. Her creamy pussy juice was strong, but there was the taste of cum there as well. Soon he was licking her and flicking his tongue over and around her clit as he pulled her ass in with both hands. Her somewhat chubby or pouchy belly hung down just above his head.

“Oh, shit Joe! You mean it. You’re gonna eat his fuckin’ cum right outta me,” Ann gasped.

Ann leaned against the wall as her husband lit her pussy on fire with his tongue. This was unexpected but delightful. Soon she was moaning with pleasure.

“Oh god yes…oh shit Joey…Mmmmm…eat all his cum, you fuckin’ pussy eating bastard,” murmured Ann.

But it was short-lived because Ann was quite impaired to stand on a cushy, and therefore unsteady, sofa for long, even braced. She toppled in slow motion to one side, with Joe moving quickly to catch her. In the end, they both collapsed on the couch, then rolled off onto the floor.

Ann giggled and blathered away drunkenly as she lay sprawled on the floor, “Oh my god, I’m sooo fucked up! I am fucked up for sure. I got all fucked up and then I got fucked, and now I’m all fucked up and I wanna get fucked. You wanna fuck me right here, Joey? You wanna fuck my fucked up pussy on the floor?”

“You better get your drunken ass into the bedroom before you hurt yourself, Ann,” Joe told her as he picked her up off of the floor.

“I don’t know why you say I’m drunk. All I had was one itty bitty teensy weensy shot of Tequila, I swear. Maybe two…fuck I dunno,” Ann mumbled.

Joe helped Ann walk unsteadily to the bedroom. Once there, she announced that she had to take a piss. Joe guided her to the en-suite bathroom where she sat on the toilet, spread her legs, and peed a steady stream in front of her husband. Wiping off when she finished, she got up and headed to the bed.

When Joe was eating her pussy, he had come up with a plan. All it took was getting some pubic hair in his mouth to start his mind going. He was going to shave Ann’s pussy. Joe had enjoyed eating Christine’s bald pussy and here was the perfect time to shave Ann’s—something she was reluctant to do when he had suggested it previously.

But first, Joe had a pertinent question: “Where is Debbie?”

“Who gives a fuck where that little bitch is? But if you wanna know, she is at LaCrosse camp or something with Brenda Jones. She won’t be back for a long time. Nope, the little fuckin’ bitch, your pet daughter, is bye-bye. Fuck her!” and with that Ann laughed drunkenly and then went on with her rant, “Yup, that’s right, fuck her, ‘cause her boyfriend ain’t gonna fuck her flat fuckin’ body anytime soon. You like her so much, Joe, why don’t you fuck her? Fuck her perfect little blonde cunt. Fuck your precious little girl. You are both so pathetically hard up you should both fuck each other.”

“No, Ann, I’m going to fuck you first. I’m gonna tie your ass to the bed, spank your ass, and fuck your cunt and fill you up with more cum. Do you like that idea? You like the idea of me tying you up and fucking your worthless ass?” Joe said with a sneer.

The idea of her husband binding her up turned her on.

She replied, “Go ahead and tie me up. Fuck me if you want. I could use another cock or two today, so go ahead if you dare.”

Joe left Ann lying on the bed while he gathered up the necessary gear. He ended up grabbing a couple of neckties that he never wore to bind her hands. Next, he grabbed his beard trimmer from the bathroom. He figured it would do the job of shaving her cunt bald.

When he returned, Ann was sprawled on the bed. She had removed her shirt so her big tits, with their huge dark-tinted aureoles were exposed, flopped to either side. She was getting a bit thick in the waist, or plump in the belly, but she still looked good nude. He wasted no time in tying up her hands so that they were tethered to the bedposts. There still was slack so she could move, but she was hindered, especially being drunk.

“Oh fuck Joey, what the fuck are you gonna do with me? Are you gonna fuck my cunt for sloppy seconds? I think I like this Joey—why haven’t you done this shit before?” Ann blathered.

Stripping naked and positioning himself between her legs so she couldn’t close them, Joe turned on the trimmer and began to shave off her pubic hair.

“What the fuck are you doin’ Joe? What the fuck are you doing to my bush, you bastard?” Ann asked as she tried to lift her head and see over her tits and belly what was going on.

“I’m shaving your beaver, Ann. It's about time this bird’s nest was shaved off. And next time you fuck another guy, maybe you can explain to him that your husband did him a huge favor,” Joe told her.

Ann struggled for a second but was too inebriated to care. She lay there and felt the vibration of the trimmer as her hair was shorn off her cunt. Soon, Joe had quite a pile of it. It made a mess in the bed but he cavalierly brushed it onto the floor. As he worked his way around the technical parts of her pussy lips, Ann was still. Joe made sure to let her feel the vibrations of the trimmer when he could press it near her clit.

As Joe finished, Ann pronounced a final, “You’re a fuckin’ bastard, you know?“

“Yes I am, Ann. I’m a fucking bastard and you are a fucking cunt. And this bastard is going to fuck your cunt, bitch,” Joe retorted with a sneer.

Out of curiosity, Joe ran the trimmer backward up into Ann’s pussy. Slowly, he worked it deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her clit was feeling it and Ann was moving slightly to increase the pressure.

“Oh fuck, Joe, that feels so fuckin’ good, you screwin’ me with that! What the fuck is it, baby?” Ann moaned.

Ann was ramping up to having an orgasm. They didn’t come as easily when she was drunk, but it was on the horizon. In and out he shoved the vibrating trimmer, making her moan as he enjoyed the view of her hairless pussy.

At this point, Joe couldn’t resist her newly shaved snatch anymore. Her big, dark-tinged pussy lips were engorged and hung out now, so much easier to see. Setting the trimmer aside, he put his face into her cunt and began to work his tongue magic on her. He had done a pretty good job in removing hair. There were a couple of stragglers that were missed, but pretty much it was stubble. Not as professional as Christine’s waxed pussy, but good enough.

It was absolutely hot and amazing to eat his wife’s taco for the first time in his life without getting hair in his mouth.

Ann tried to reach down and pull Joe’s face in tighter to her twat, but her hands were bound, leaving her at his mercy as far as pressure goes. He was driving her wild. She enjoyed him shaving her and then the vibrations. And now he had lit the fuse to her orgasm bomb.

“Goddamn, Joe, eat my fuckin’ cunt. Your wife is a fuckin’ cunt and wants her cunt eaten…cunt, cunt, oh my cunt…oh shit!” she cried out nearing ecstasy.

Just as Ann got near to orgasm, Joe grabbed both of her legs with one hand and lifted them, exposing her bare ass. Once exposed he began to spank her ass cheeks hard. You could hear the slaps echo in the room.

“You dirty fucking whore. You deserve your ass spanked, you fucking cheating bitch. I’m going to spank it so hard you’ll remember it next time you come home drunk from being a whore,” Joe told her as he spanked her.

His spanks were leaving red hand marks on her generous ass and making Ann moan incoherently. Nevertheless, it was turning her on, making her want to cum. Suddenly, Joe dropped her legs and spread them again. Using his hand, he began to spank her pussy. Ann’s mons, outer labia, and clitoral hood took the slaps from his hand. And it was driving her over the edge.

“How does your cunt like this shit, Ann? I figure since your cunt is doing all the fucking, it ought to get some of the punishment too,” Joe told Ann, gloating.

Shoving his fingers into her soaking wet cunt drove her over the top as soon as they touched her swollen clit. Ann bucked against the hand restraints in orgasm, screaming out her pleasure.

“Fucking…oh fuck. Joe! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck my fucking cunt!!” was her scream.

But Joe wasn’t done with his drunken slut of a wife yet. Quickly, he moved up until his hard cock was in her face, and then he shoved it into her mouth. Ann wasn’t ready at first, being a little dull of mind from the booze, but quickly, and almost automatically, she opened her mouth and took his turgid member in. Once in, she mindlessly began to suck it.

“That’s it dear, suck my cock. Suck it like you suck your boyfriend’s cock. Suck it like a fucking whore, baby, because you’re my whore now,” Joe commanded her.

Ann’s eyes, which had that certain look in them that she had when she was high widened, but she began to suck away hard and fast, just as she was commanded to do. As she did so, Joe positioned himself in such a way that he had the right angle to mouth-fuck her. This was something he had only seen in porn but never done. But now he was shoving his hard cock in and out of her mouth like it was a cunt. And all Ann could do was take it. Oddly enough, she seemed to enjoy his rough sex play and tried to keep up with her mouth. He could hear her gag every so often, but she kept going.

Ann was loving all of this. It was so downright degrading and so slutty to be fucking her husband right after cheating on him. She was still horny when she walked in the door, and the booze made her foul-talking and reckless. She was pretty fucked up from the Tequila shots, but was enjoying Joe having crazy, dirty sex with her. After all, she was a cheating cunt and deserved this treatment. But she not only deserved it from him, but she also wanted it from him. She wanted him to treat her like a whore and just didn’t care what he did to her. The fact that he tied her up was crazy but hot, and the fact that he had shaved her cunt was even crazier. So crazy that she hadn’t had time to process it yet. After all, what kind of a woman shaved her pussy? Ann was drunkenly confused about this concept.

Face-fucking Ann was bringing Joe near to cumming, but he still wanted to fuck her cunt just like the strange guy just had earlier. He also wanted to cum all over Ann’s face. That is something that had never been done to her before. Finally, Joe decided to quit fucking her mouth with his cock and fuck her pussy instead. With a bit of good timing, he was hoping to pull out at the last second and blow his wad all over her face and mouth. Then she would look like a proper slut. Just the idea of giving her a facial was about to make him cum!

Pulling his cock out of her mouth left Ann confused.

“What the fuck are you doing, Joe? Don’t you want to cum in my mouth?” she asked him.

“Nope. I’m going to fuck you in your new bald cunt. A good whore ought to get fucked in the cunt, don’t you think?” Joe told her.

“Aw, fuck yeah, baby. Fuck your dirty fuckin’ wife in her cunt. Screw me with that hard fuckin’ dick of yours. Do you remember how?” she answered back taunting him.

Then she begged, “Hey Joey, wanna suck my tits? Goddamn, I’d love to have you suck my fuckin’ boobs right now. Don’t you think I’ve got good-looking tits? All the guys think I have great tits. They all want to suck on them. Do you wanna suck on them?” Ann slurred to her husband.

Complying with her request, Joe began to knead her tits with his hands and then suck on them. He rolled her hard nipple between his fingers and pulled it. Then he bites her nipple softly, making her moan with pleasure. Stopping this pleasure for a moment, he began to slap her big tits with his hand.

“This is for letting everybody suck your tits, you fucking whore! A fucking tramp like you need to know you’re gonna get punished for letting all those guys look at and suck your big fucking titties,” Joe told her.

Ann was surprised that this, too, was bringing her pleasure. In her drunken stupor, it caught her off guard, but strangely, she liked it. Just when she started to enjoy it, Joe put his mouth and hands on her tits again and began to suck and bite them like before. His other hand kneaded her tit rather forcefully. The pleasure from this sent her into a mini orgasm.

“Oh god! Oh my fuckin’ god! Oh…oh…oh…oh fuck, fuck…Joey!!!” she cried out as everything from her cunt to her tits exploded in a minor climax.

Now Ann was craving the big one. The big O that her cunt needed right now. Yet she was powerless to force Joe to fuck her in her pussy.

At last, Joe quit playing with her fun bags with his hands and moved up to titty-fuck her. The problem was that her big jugs tended to flop to either side. Joe decided to untie her so she could press them together. He untied the knots holding her wrists and then ordered her to squeeze her tits together. Ann complied in a docile manner. Her tits were great, and he never grew tired of them, even though he had recently been enjoying other women’s tits.

Soon his cock was rigid again as he moved it back and forth between her jugs. He hadn’t tit-fucked her in ages and had forgotten how good it felt. He wasn’t sure Ann would get with the program but she obediently was doing her part squeezing her tits together for his cock. Finally, he reached a point where he decided it was time to fuck her.

Joe moved back down his wife’s voluptuous body and began to slap her new bald twat with the head of his cock, teasing her before he inserted his dick into her vagina.

Sure enough, Ann began to beg, “Goddamnit Joey, fuck my cunt, you rotten bastard! Stopping screwing around!”

Then realizing what she had just said was a contradiction, she said, giggling, “Stop screwing around, Nah…I mean…oh fuck…I mean start screwing me. I need you to screw me, Joey. Screw my fuckin’ cunt hole with your cock…I’ve always loved your cock…screw me with it.”

With that, Joe shoved his cock in hard and deep and all at once. It made Ann gasp and her eyes widen.

“Oh, holy fuck! Your cock!” she cried out.

“That’s right, you fucking bitch. That’s my cock that I’m fucking your cunt with now. It’s my turn to use your fuck hole as a cum dumpster, so get busy and fuck me,” Joe snarled at his wife.

Joe started fucking his inebriated wife hard, slamming his hard rod repeatedly in and out of her wet pussy. Joe was enjoying looking at his cock going in and out of those big engorged pussy lips that showed so well because of her now-bald cunt. It was feeling so good to be giving it to her hard. Her pussy felt better than ever, for some reason. He could feel the ecstasy welling up from his balls into his sensitive cock as he fucked her.

Ann’s tits were bouncing crazily now with each thrust and she had reached up and was pinching her nipples as Joe’s cock slid in and out of her. Soon she was talking a dirty stream as her clit was feeling the exhilaration caused by her cock.

“Fuck! Joey…oh fuck you fuckin’ bastard…goddamn you…goddamn your cock…oh…oh…oh my cunt….cunt…cunt…oh fuck,” she blurted out in a slurred voice.

“This is what you get when you come home with booze and cock on your breath, you fucking cunt,” Joe told her as he fucked her.

With one hand, he pinched and twisted her hard nipple as he slid back and forth in her fuck hole. He was feeling really good now, about ready to cum. He had her begging him underneath him now as she took his hard hammering.

“Oh…fuck…fuck…fuck me…fuck me…harder…fuck harder…fuck…fuck,” she begged obscenely.

His body was slapping against her now, making her tits flop and producing a squishy slapping sound. All of this triggered an orgasm out in Ann and a crescendo of “fucks”.

“Fuck…fuck…fuck…oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuckohfuckohfuck OH FUCK!” she cried out as she climaxed, complete with some squirting, soaking his cock.

Joe felt his explosion build in his balls, then course through his cock until it throbbed and shot its load of cum into his slutty wife’s cunt, adding to the stranger’s sperm already inside.

“Oh FUCK YEAH!” he screamed as he blew his balls into his slutty wife.

As much as he wanted to blow his load on her face, it felt too good to pull out and interrupt the flow of pleasure. Maybe later he could give her a facial. Pulling out, he lay beside his wife, only rising to look at the trickle of cum seeping past her swollen and well-used pussy lips.

“I wanna take a bath now…I’m gonna go take one,” Ann announced out of the blue when they were finished.

“Shit, Ann, you ought to just lay here and pass out and just take a shower in the morning when you can stand up,” Joe responded.

“Aw fuck you. I can’t stand for shit, so I’m gonna take a nice long hot fucking bath right now,” Ann told him as she got up and swayed in a drunken walk across the room to the en-suite, grabbing the walls and furniture to steady herself.

Ann staggered into the bathroom and tried to climb into the bathtub. She ended up half falling in, whereupon she lay for a minute all akimbo until she finally was able to scoot herself into a semi-sitting position. Joe came in behind her to make sure she didn’t fall and smack her head or something. His cock was subsiding and he needed to take a leak.

However, Ann beat him to it. Reclined in the tub, she spread her legs a bit and pissed a stream of urine from her snatch. It was quite the show for Joe, watching his debauched wife—her hair a total mess, make-up destroyed to the point where it looked like she had two black eyes, big tits flopping, pissing up a storm as she sat there in her urine.

Laughing a silly drunken laugh, Ann announced, “Oh fuck, I think I just pissed myself. I think I just pissed all over. Come here, Joe, and I’ll piss on you!”

That last statement brought more peels of laughter from Ann.

“I’ll piss on you, you silly bitch,” Joe told her.

“Go ahead. I dare you to, you cocksucker. Piss all over me. Show me what a filthy cunt I am,” Ann challenged her husband.

With that, Joe stood at the side of the tub, pointed his cock toward Ann, and let fly. His strong stream of piss arched over and onto her big jugs, splashing all over as it hit her tits. Moving the stream of urine, he pissed in her face as she looked up at him, eyes dull with booze. The shock of it hitting her face triggered her to open her mouth, catching a good stream of it.

“Piss on me, Joe. Piss on your fucked up wife. Piss all over your slut wife,” she said with his urine in her mouth and giddy with pleasure at the degrading treatment that she was enjoying with gusto.

Joe retorted, “You do realize that this shows that you like to be sexually humiliated and degraded, right?”

Ann slurred a reply, “You’re right. I love it. You sonofabitch, I love it so much that I want you to fuck me like the fucking slut I am. Piss all over me if you want. I wanna be a fuckin’ cum dumpster for all the hot guys, baby.”

When Joe was finished, she just sat there, soaked in his urine and sitting in a pool of her own. Joe wished he had a picture of her right now and made a move to go get his phone when Ann wiped off her face with her hand and then reached down and touched her bald pussy, seeing it for the first time.

“Oh, my god! What the fuck happened to my pussy? Where is all the fucking hair? Joe, do you know what happened to all the hair on my cunt?” Ann asked quizzically in her inebriated stupor.

“Yeah, Ann, you fucked it all off when you were fucking your boyfriend. You fucked so hard it all rubbed off,” Joe told her teasingly.

“Aw fuck you. You did something to me. You fucking shaved my cunt, didn’t you? I ain’t got no more hair anymore. I’m all fucking bald now,” Ann said, almost tearfully.

“The guys you fuck will thank me for it, you dumb fucking cunt,” Joe told her.

With that, Joe went and retrieved his phone and took some pics of Ann in the bath, lying there in her slutty humiliation. Feeling sorry for his pathetic-looking wife, he ran the water and tried to clean her up a bit. He didn’t want to fuck her again until she was cleaned up. She just lay there at his mercy.

All she could say was, “I need another fuckin’ drink.”

Joe poured his wife a double shot of tequila and gave it to her as she sat in the bath with the water finally running and filling the tub.

Helping her out of the tub after he had cleaned her up the best he could, he dried her sexy big-titted body with a towel and led her back to the bed, her brown hair wet and stringy on the ends. Once there, she collapsed again, sprawling out in her nakedness.

Finally, she told Joe, “Ya know, I could help you get fucked if you wanna. I met this guy that has swinger parties or some shit like that. He asked if I wanted to bring my hubby. I could bring you and you could fuck all the girls you want. You could screw two or three, maybe. Would you like that, Joey? Would you like your little old wifey to help you fuck a whole shitload of women? See, I love you. I’d help you get fucked while I screwed every cock there.”

“Just shut up, you stupid fucking cunt. You probably don’t know what you’re talking about,” Joe told her.

“I might be a stupid cunt, but it's true. We could both go and fuck lots of people. Fuckin’ and suckin’. Lots of fuckin’ cock and cunts to fuck and screw and suck and eat. We could just fuck and fuck and fuck and fuck and not have to fuck each other,” Ann retorted.

Joe finally realized that it might be true. That Ann probably had met some sort of sleazy lover that had wife swapping parties and she was probably dead serious. Involving him in her cheating would probably make it better in her mind. He would just have to see what she said when she was sober.

Now Joe was trying to decide how he wanted to fuck her the second time. It wouldn’t be often he had this chance. Ann was idly playing with her newly shaved pussy—getting used to its strange feel.

“I can’t believe I ain’t have no fuckin’ hair on my cunny,” she kept rambling on, totally baffled by this turn of events.

Once again, she attempted to get up off the bed, her big tits bouncing and swaying, but her legs wouldn’t cooperate and she fell back down on the mattress. The last shot of Tequila was getting to her.

It was at this point that Joe decided what he wanted to do to debauch his wife further. He would fuck her in the ass—something she had never done and probably wouldn’t go for, at least from him.

“C’mon baby, roll over onto your belly,” Joe told her, giving the side of her ass a hard smack as he did.

Ann drunkenly rolled over, her big sexy ass beckoning.

Slapping her ass hard a couple more times for effect, Joe told her, “C’mon you fucking bitch, get up on all four so I can fuck you again.”

Ann struggled up, pulling her knees under her, but was unsteady even in this position, threatening to topple over onto her side at any moment. Knowing that this wouldn’t do, Joe grabbed the pillows and stuffed them under her belly to lie on.

They seemed to do the trick. Ann was now lying on the pillows with her ass nicely in the air. Her bald cunt peeked out from beneath, looking sweet to fuck, and Joe took a pic of that for good measure, but what he was interested in was her brown puckered asshole winking at him. Getting the personal lube out of the drawer, he began to lube her anus with his finger.

“What the fuck?” Ann slurred, confused.

To confuse and arouse her more, Joe began to finger fuck her pussy from behind as he applied the lube inside her ass. This seemed to shut her up and make her content. She now was just moaning softly and incoherently as she felt the good feelings in her pussy and ass. She was having a hard time telling where it all came from.

Clueless as to what was happening at the moment, and especially clueless as to what was about to happen to her ass, Ann cackled drunkenly, “I wanna fuck…I’m sooo fucked up…so frucked up…flucked up…er…fucked…yeah that's it…fucked…fucking fucked up drunk on my fucking ass, baby! Are you gonna screw my goddamn cunt, you goddamn cocksucker?”

“Oh, I’m gonna screw you all right, Annie. I guess you could say I’m gonna screw the shit outta you, you fucking stupid drunken bitch,” Joe told her cryptically.

With her butt hole heavily lubed and his cock slathered in lube as well, Joe began to push the head of his cock into her brown puckered star until the head popped it. Slowly and methodically, he began to push deeper until Ann released her muscles complying.

It felt amazingly good to be inside her ass with his cock. Her anus felt exactly like Christine’s, which somehow surprised Joe. Then he began to ass fuck her.

Ann sensed that his cock was fucking her ass instead of her cunt, but as he kept playing with her pussy, she was confused and overwhelmed, and frankly, it all felt too damn good.

“My ass…are you fuckin’ me in the ass? Oh god, my ass! Not my fuckin’ ass…ain’t supposed to fuck my ass…oh fuck…my ass…my fuckin’ ass. Oh fuck yeah…mmm…feels good…fuck yeah,” she muttered, both confused and turned on.

Joe started hammering her as hard and faster now, enjoying the way her ass cheeks rippled every time he drove his dick home into her shitter. For good measure, he started to spank her as well.

“That’s right, Annie, I’m fucking you in the shitter. Can’t leave this hole virgin if you’re going to be a slut. And goddamn, your ass is tighter than your cunt, for sure. Do you like taking it up the shitter?” Joe hissed at her.

“Not in the shitter…no…oh god…oh…oh…I’m gettin’ fucked in my shitter…oh god no…why does my fuckin’ cunt and ass feel so good? Fuck my shitter with your fuckin’ cock. Give it to me in the ass,” Ann slurred.

Joe was up to full speed now, and Ann was reduced to soft moans. It was taking longer this time around than it did when he fucked her cunt, but he was feeling on top of the world. It was like he was high. Ann went silent and the only noise in the bedroom was his body hitting Ann’s ass repeatedly. Joe didn’t give a fuck. All he cared about was how good it felt to fuck his wife in the butt—which was something she would never do, especially with him.

It wasn’t long before Joe finally had an orgasm in his wife’s asshole, filling it with cum for the first time. She lay there inert except for the jiggling of flesh caused by him hammering his cock into her. Pulling out, Joe admired his work. Her asshole gaped open now, huge, with the removal and absence of his dick.

Quickly retrieving his phone, he took a nice pic of that erotic scene. Then it began to close and discharge his cum. That warranted another pic. After finishing, Joe went into the bathroom and washed his cock while Ann turned and began snoring.

Back in the bedroom, he decided to look at some anal porn while lying next to his passed-out wife. He removed the pillows from under her and rolled her onto her side. She lay there in her debauched state, mouth open and drooling. As Joe’s cock began to harden, he had another idea. Stroking to the porn pics, he finally became fully hard. Getting the phone out again, he took pics of his cock next to her tits and ass. He then took some of her bald cunt. Finally, he stuck the head of it into her mouth and took a pic.

By now he was masturbating furiously and about ready to cum. Joe decided that for his final act, he would cum on her face. Lining his cock up above her, he stroked his dick to a fine climax and his cum began to squirt out. It wasn’t the strong stream of earlier, but it was easy to control where it went. He ended up painting her cheek, nose, chin, hair, and mouth with his cum, frosting her nicely. He was especially pleased that some got in her mouth. Grabbing the phone/camera for the last time, he took several pictures of her new facial. Then leaving her there, he got up and got dressed in preparation for Debbie coming home.

The next morning, Joe asked Ann how she felt. She looked like a perfect mess.

“I’m so hung-over I can’t stand it. Can you bring me some Tylenol and a glass of water?” she asked.

“Sure, hon. How does the rest of you feel?” Joe asked, fishing for a clue as to what kind of a toll he had taken on her body last night.

“I’m kinda sore. Everywhere. I gotta do what the doctor said and stop drinking,” she replied.

Joe smiled and was amazed that she didn’t remember him fucking her in the ass. As he left the room to go fetch what she had asked for, he heard her shout.

“Oh, my god! What happened to all the hair on my pussy!!”

Joe had to suppress a laugh when he heard that!