While lying back on the silky white sheets, she spread her legs wide open for the tall, dark-skinned man. He was ready to slide his well-endowed cock into her. The muscle-bound man climbed up on her bed and lined the mushroomed head up with her wet vagina. He was about to drive it into her. The alarm blared in her ears.

"Fuck!" Sally screamed out as she realized it was another sex dream.

Her husband Bill had already left for work, so her fingers had to go to work on her wet pussy. The image of the man from her dreams came to mind as she rubbed her clit, sending pleasing pulses through her. But now it was time to get up and use the hand-held shower head to give her another bit of fun before she dressed for work.

Let me introduce you to Sally. She was the woman of men's dreams. Her legs went on forever, elongated by her five-inch Louboutin shoes. Her tall, slim figure, enhanced breasts, and platinum blonde hair made every man's head turn as she passed. The blouses she wore usually showed a little too much cleavage with a hint of a dark areola that made every man forget what he was talking about. As she passed, her lingering perfume would dance in men's heads and cause their dicks to swell. 

Sally knew she could have any man, and she had chosen William. Harvard Business School finished the man who came from an obscene amount of old money. He had a full head of blonde hair, a strong jaw, and a runner's physique at forty-five. All this, combined with his excellent taste in everything he touched and his outgoing personality, made women weak in the knees. They were the rich Ken and Barbie dolls of Malibu, California.

They had everything that any person would use their three wishes for. They lived in a beautiful, enormous mansion on the hill overlooking the Pacific. They had a choice of fine-tuned, shiny, exotic cars to drive daily. Multiple servants cooked and cleaned their magnificent home for them. They even had a Yacht, helicopter, and private jet.

Sally complained to the other women at the non-profit, where she volunteered twice a week, that their love life had been good and that they loved each other dearly. But as in many marriages, they have not had enough time for each other lately.

The ladies knew William loved her more than anyone else and hated Sally for her continuous bragging. She bragged about her soon becoming forty and all the wild possible gifts William would buy for her. She continued on and on about how she hoped for a newer Mercedes convertible, a bigger yacht, or even another trip to a beautiful exotic destination. Her bragging was hard for the other women to listen to as they worked paycheck to paycheck to keep a meager house and food for their families.

Partway through her sentence, Sally fell silent when she gazed at the new maintenance man entering the building. He was a tall, dark, Latin young man who radiated sex. His hair was jet black, and muscles bulged from his arms and broad chest. He was a tall, dark drink of sexual lava.

At the same time, the young Latin man's eyes slowly worked their way from Sally's high heels up her long, tanned legs, past her thin hips up to those big enhanced breasts until his eyes contacted her big blue eyes. He casually threw her a wink as he slowly passed the group of women. As he passed, there were no eyes among the group that had not focused on his tight fine ass.

Sally asked, "Who was that?"

The ladies giggled and told her about the recently hired Thomas. He was the heartthrob of every woman in the organization. He was just twenty-five, and best of all, he had no girlfriend.

Later in the afternoon, Sally made a weak excuse to her secretary and headed down to the maintenance area. There was no reason for her to be in the deep places of the building, but Thomas had sparked something within her, and she had to see where this would go. She walked up behind Thomas and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hello. My name is Sally, and I am a benefactor of this organization. I hear you are new to our company, and I want to introduce myself. "Said Sally as she twirled a piece of her hair.

In a deep, sexy Spanish accent, the dark-skinned man replied, "My name is Thomas, and what a beautiful benefactor you are. You are the most beautiful woman my poor eyes have ever seen."

Those words made her pussy damp and made her head spin as this man instantly took her. His dirty hands reached out and gently caressed the perfect complexion of her cheek. If he had asked her to drop to her knees right now and suck his cock she would have happily complied. There was something in that voice that almost put her in a sexual trance that would make her his to do as he pleased.

As their eyes locked on each other, she leaned in and kissed him. His hand grabbed the back of Sally's neck and pulled her to him. His kiss was hard as their tongues cavorted deeply. She wanted everything this man would give her. As his passionate kiss continued, her pussy began to moisten as she pushed it against the man's large and now hardening erection.

There were steps of someone approaching them, suddenly breaking the trance. Sally pulled away in a panic and rushed out of the room. On the way home in the Mercedes, she pulled up her skirt and pulled her silk panties to the side as her fingers found her exposed clit. As she thought of Thomas, she rubbed her bud until a wild, deep orgasm ripped through her, causing her almost to drive off the road. Over the weekend, Sally would masturbate many times to thoughts of Thomas.

Sally's fortieth Birthday came and went with a standard meal, flowers, and expensive jewelry. The gifts were great to any average rich person, but nothing earth shuddering in her spoiled mind. She was not pleased with the thousands William had spent and grew mad at him for not doing more.

The following Friday, Sally finished her late afternoon at the agency when Thomas quietly came up from behind her. She jumped when he whispered in his deep Spanish accent, "Lovely Lady, what are you doing Tonight? Everyone has left early today, and we are all alone."

A lightning bolt ran through Sally as his words struck home. His warm breath on her neck caused her pussy to throb. How does this man do this to me? Sally thought as the skin on her neck tingled.

Then he leaned in and kissed her neck as she moaned in ecstasy. That was all it took; she was his, and nothing would stop it. She melted back into the man from her dream as his hands ran over the expensive blouse without care. He continued to kiss and nibble on her neck as strong hands mauled her breasts.

She turned towards him and kissed him with all the pent-up passion that she had. Tongues danced as passionately as possible, and she didn't hold back. Her hands slid down that tight ass that she had watched walk away before. But what she felt drove her out of control. His dick, no, this was a big cock growing against her stomach. This man was a total fantasy.

"Not here," he whispered slowly into her ears. "Let me shower, then let's go out… have some drinks… laugh, and later… I will treat you to a nice long… hard… deep… fuck!"

She whispered, "You know I'm married, right?" 

He replied in a deep Spanish accent, "Tonight will be about you and me. I will show you sex as you have never experienced." He continued as he touched the lavish wedding rings, "Tomorrow, you can be his wife again."

As she looked into his dark eyes, she realized that she was panting, and her panties were soaked. At that moment, she decided she needed to have this Tonight. She deserved one night with a tall, dark-skinned Latin lover. If she does this right, Bill will never know. She thought how exciting it was for a decadent, hot woman like her to give herself to a poor, dirty, big-cocked man. Now, this would be her fortieth Birthday present!

"Go get cleaned up while I make a call," Sally told him, pushing him away with a sexy smile.

Sally dialed her husband, "Bill, something came up at work, and I will be late tonight."

He told her, "Honey, not tonight, I really…"

Sally directly said, "I told you I would be late." Then she curtly hung up the phone. When it immediately began to ring, she turned the phone off.

Looking into the mirror, she saw those deep blue eyes accusingly looking back at her. She hesitated as she thought of her wonderful husband. He was a great guy, wealthy and good in bed. But just as she started to think better about what she was about to do, the Spanish hunk pulled her into a hug from behind. His hands ran directly for her tits, and she could feel his covered erection as it rubbed it between her ass cheeks. And just like that, all thoughts of Bill faded away into oblivion.

As they walked towards the shiny Mercedes, her panties were getting soaked thinking about this boy toy fucking her, fucking her hard. As he climbed in, the scent of his cheap cologne made her lust for him even more.

"Let's go to Tony's and get a drink or two, but before we leave… now give me your panties," Thomas said with an air of dominance.

Sally loved how lewd the situation had grown. In the empty parking garage, she opened the car door of her expensive car and walked around the front into the headlights. Sally made a show of slowly sliding her panties down her long legs. With a twirl, she showed him everything she had to offer him. Thoughts of once again being a naughty teenager ran through her brain as she strutted back to the car, sat in the seat, and handed him her wet panties. He smiled as they went into his pocket for his collection.

The car was out of place when she parked at Tony's Bar. With the windows rolled down, Thomas pulled out a joint. They smoked the enhanced pot before sharing another smoldering kiss. The pot took little time to strike her, making walking in her high heels more challenging. Sally hung on the muscle-bound man for support as they entered the dark, smokey bar.

After ordering drinks, he directed Sally to a shadowy corner where they could be alone. It was only a few minutes later when he began to kiss and grope the hot-looking wife again. Oh, she wanted it. She wanted him. Soon her hand was under the table, rubbing his sizable hard cock over his pants. They continued the hidden lust as his hand reached under her dress, and his fingers quickly found their target. Soon there was one, then two fingers slipping into her sodden cunt as their tongues drove deep into each other's mouth. At this point, she didn't care who would see them.

It had been ages since Sally had her hand in another man's pants. But muscle memory from days gone once again helped her undo his tight jeans. Slowly, she slid his zipper down as lust filled her head. Sally slid her hand under his waistband freeing his sizeable girthy cock.

She moaned out, "Fuck," as her hand worked down and grasped the base of his hardening Latin pene. Just as her hand worked him hard, they were interrupted. "Hey there, you two," from another hot Latin man.

"Danny boy, you made it!" Thomas said, "Hey, look, I have this smoking hot MILF, and I think I am going to need some help in making her very happy tonight."

Sally was shocked and immediately pulled her hand from around Thomas's cock. "What the hell?"

His fingers found her G-spot as he whispered into her ear. "Come on, babe, just think about it, two hot studs, both with big cocks, using this beautiful body and that wet pussy of yours all night; what do you think?"

Danny didn't hesitate as he slid into the booth on Sally's other side. He leaned in and kissed her softly. The pot had taken its toll, and soon, they, too, were passionately kissing while hands began to explore each other. She hastily learned to love what it is like to take turns kissing and groping two men over and over again. Everyone in the bar knew that these two studs had their prey ready for a long night.

"OK, Babe, I think we all need to get to that cheap hotel down the street, where we can enjoy each other," Thomas said as his fingers slowly slid out of her wet cunt.

Sally was now putty in their hands. She was high, horny, and ready to do the nastiest things she could think of with these two dark-skinned Latin hunks. "OK, let's go, boys; I will, but you have to drive," Sally said as some of her pussy juice started to run down her left leg. Oh boy, did she ever want this Tonight! She would worry about her husband, the guy that gave her those same damn flowers, jewelry, and a fancy dinner every year, later.

They drove to a crappy-looking Motel just down the road, and Thomas went in and got them a room. They parked in front of unit number four. Only one light worked when they entered the musty, old, paneled room. The men quickly removed her clothes, and she fell onto the bed.  Her top was pulled aside as the men began to suck on her tits together as their fingers began to play with her pussy and ass at the same time. She was heaven and ready to give all of herself to the hot young guys.

Sally was flying from the pot, the drinks, and the two hot Latin men sporting hardwood. As she stood and unzipped her dress, she thought about those ladies at the non-profit earlier in the day. How jealous they would be if they knew she was about to take Thomas's big cock into her right now.

She lay back on the bed lewdly, spreading her legs. Her hands reached down and pulled open her vagina, showing them exactly what she wanted them to take. Then she crooked a finger at Thomas and said, "Come on, Thomas, give me that big cock!"

He took his time savoring this stoned MILF. He climbed on the bed and rubbed his fat helmet up and down on her pussy lips before beating his girthy meat on her clit. He wanted to enjoy this rich slut Tonight. He knew she was ready when he felt her pushing back, trying to get his dick into her.

Soon, Thomas had her Louboutin heels over his shoulders, and his thick unprotected cock was slamming balls deep into the adulterous wife. His fuck stick was driving deep and hard into the upper-class slut, giving her what she was craving. But just as she would begin to climax, he would change his rhythm and slow down his thrusts. He thought of himself as a true cocksman who had shown many a slut his expertise.

Thanks to the many hours in the gym, Sally was gripping his thick eight-inch dark cock with her kegle muscles, bringing a moan from Thomas. Suddenly, thoughts of Bill interrupted her actions. She started to panic and almost stopped everything for the second time Tonight. But right at that moment, Danny turned her head towards his big thick Latino dick.  Thoughts of Bill swiftly faded away as he pushed his "slut slayer" deep into her mouth.

Lust took total control of her mind. Two enormous, hard men's pricks were now using her for the first time, and she loved it. She wanted them to use her as deep as she could take them, even gagging as she was now being face fucked.

Over the next hour, they took turns pistoning those big hard rods into her. They guided her through every position they could dream up. She loved it the most when the spit roasted her.

While she was riding Danny's prominent member, Thomas pushed her forward. Danny grabbed her head as she felt cool liquid on her asshole. Sally knew what was happening as Danny held her head and kissed her. Thomas pushed his big helmet on her hole, and she moved back on him so the pain would quickly subside.

Sally was not the first MILF these two men had used. They knew how to work together to get sluts to the point that they loved. Sally was now ready as they began to take her balls deep. They alternated their pace from driving into her simultaneously to taking turns. Whatever they were doing was driving Sally into multiple convulsions.

Each of her orgasms began to grow more and more in intensity as she began to shake wildly. They were building towards a grand crescendo as Sally was on the verge of exploding. She screamed out as the best orgasm of her life began to engulf her. The two men took a glance at each other as they knew it was time to fill this bitch up. The shaking progressed to spasms as the two men pummeled her as they drove to join her in joint ecstasy.

How these two loved it when they could cum together while using the same MILF. Thomas pulled back the slut's head by her blonde hair as he buried his sword into her ass. Danny and Sally joined in with his shouts as they simultaneously detonated together.

There was a thud. Sally woke and wondered where she was. As her eyes opened, her mind could not comprehend where she was. That is when she realized that she was not alone. A man was sleeping on each side of her, and God knows what time it was. As she crawled from the bed, one of the men croaked, "Hey Babe, where are you going?"

Sally said, "I have to go. I need to get home." She grabbed her clothes but couldn't find her panties. She dressed as fast as possible and knew she should get home to her man. She loved him, but guilt swelled as she contemplated a reasonable story.

It was past three in the morning when she pulled her elegant car past the giant black gate towards the impressive mansion. She prayed that Bill had gone to bed so she could relax in her soaking tub located in her separate bathroom.

When she entered through the 11-foot double doors, she stopped dead. The main hall was decorated with streamers and signs, all saying, "Happy Birthday Sally!" There was an empty table with a sign that read, "Presents." A large, beautiful three-story cake adorned with hearts had a chunk ripped out of the middle and thrown on the floor. She didn't know what to do. She just knew that while she was fucking two young studs, she was missing what looked like a lavish surprise birthday party.

 Then William stood up from one of the large leather couches. There was a look of hatred in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"Honey, I can explain," Sally stammered.

"Can it Bitch!" William said, sharper than he had ever spoken to her before. "I know where you were and who you were fucking tonight, Slut!"

As tears filled her eyes, she could only say, "Bill?"

His eyes bore into her as he said, "When you hung up from me last night, I used the Mercedes tracking system I had put in your car to find out that you were at a dive bar in the bad part of town. I left the party to find you so you wouldn't miss your celebration. What I found was my slutty wife being kissed and pawed at by two young Latinos. Yes, I followed you to that sleaze ball hotel on Fifth."

He almost spat the words out as he continued. "Room number four's curtains didn't close all the way, so I was able to record all your whoring antics as you fucked them both. Your family was disappointed when I came home later and told them what you were up to. Your dear old Dad thought I was making it all up till I showed him a few seconds of you being spit-roasted!"

He wiped a tear from his face as he continued, "I am sure you will be more than willing to give me an uncontested divorce as required by the adultery clause in our prenup."

Sally could not reply as she looked down at the shining imported marble floor.

"Winchester, could you bring in her bag?" William said. Then, in the most sarcastic voice, "Oh, and could you bring around my adulterous wife's new car?" 

Sally remembered the pre-nuptial agreement she had signed. She had skimmed it and remembered adultery, a new car, and a small amount of money. Sally thought," Oh, what an idiot I was; now I am losing everything."

Sally was rudely escorted outside her beautiful mansion by the butler. Before her was the smallest Chevrolet they could have ever made. She was given a duffle bag with what appeared to be a sizeable amount of cash.

Bill said, "Your entire family is staying at the Hilton. I had them all flown in by private jets. They all know what you did last night, tramp. I will send your clothes to a room I reserved for you for one week. Please leave now and never come back!"

She could not look back at Bill standing before the massive mansion. Sally put the bag in the nonexistent back seat of the spec of a car before climbing into the front cloth seat.

The large gate automatically opened, and she drove her tiny new car out for the last time. When Sally heard the gate lock behind her, she began to sob as she realized all she had lost.