Three years of marriage and already she was fucking around behind my back. She didn't know that I knew, and kept up a real front, the perfect little wife – "Oh, John, I really love your cock up me. I'll do anything for you. Oh yes, baby, that's it. Harder. Deeper."
As deep as David's? I thought to myself, fucking her harder. David was one of Jenny's lovers. His cock was almost twice the length of mine. How do I know? Easy — I set up a hidden camera last time I was working away. In fact, I've built up quite a collection over the last few months. Yeah, Jenny sure can fuck.
"Here, put these on," I said, throwing the package on the bed. She gasped when she opened it and found a pair of black stockings with matching suspenders; an under-the-nipple bra that would clearly display her large tits; a pair of high-heeled fuck-me-pumps that would make her short frame seem that much taller, and a black button-up-the-front dress that finished mid-thigh.
"Wow, where did you get these?" she asked, rolling a stocking on.
"Never mind that, just put them on. Oh, and fix your make-up. I want you looking real tarty."
There's no way she would question my actions. She had lots of kinky clothes and just loved to dress up. It meant she would get fucked, and Jenny just loves to fuck. Ten minutes later, she joined me in the lounge. She looked stunning. Her tits struggled against the thin material of the dress, clearly showing her prominent nipples. If she sat down, the short dress rode up exposing her stockings and suspenders. She wasn't wearing panties.
"Drink this," I said, handing her a large scotch.
"What, trying to get me drunk before you take advantage of me?" she asked, giving me that innocent schoolgirl look. Jenny can't take scotch and gets drunk on it very quick. She still had no idea what was going on and thought it was one of our many games. I stood her against the wall and gently fingered her shaven pussy while she reluctantly drank a second tumbler full.
"That should keep you nice and relaxed. Come on, let’s go."
She looked a little shocked as I grabbed the car keys and headed towards the door. "Where are we going? I can't go out looking like this." She made an attempt to pull the hem of her dress down.
"Just get in the car," I said, steering her towards the front door.
During the short drive down town, I kept playing with her pussy, making it wet and bringing her to the verge of orgasm but stopping just before she got there. Jenny sat there with her eyes closed, enjoying the attention. By the time we reached our destination, she was begging me to finish her off.
I killed the engine and walked around to the passenger side. "OK, out." It was dark in the parking lot and I could see she was a little nervous as I locked the car and headed towards a nearby building.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"You'll see," I replied, entering the building. The corridor was bathed in a red light and pictures of naked women adorned the walls.
As we approached the desk, Jenny stopped abruptly. Behind the desk was our neighbour from across the street, Mr. Dean, an old boy, fat, ugly, unshaven and in need of a wash. His eyes flew open when he recognised Jenny, and he made it obvious he was looking her up and down. Jenny had had many a run in with the old git, and she really hated him, saying how he made crude comments when she passed and was always undressing her with his eyes. She had him pegged as the neighbourhood pervert.
"An hour," I said, throwing some money on the counter. He gave me a swipe card, looked at Jenny again, smiled lewdly, and said to take my pick.
We walked through a heavy curtain and along another dimly lit corridor, only this time it had rooms left and right. "Number 6," I told Jenny, as her high heels clicked on the tiled floor. We entered the small room and I could see Jenny looking around. The small cubicle had a wooden bench running the length of one wall and a large TV mounted on the facing wall. I closed the door and locked it.
"What the hell is this place?" Jenny asked, as I slipped the card into a slot beside the TV. It sprung to life with the image of a white girl sucking a large black cock while two other blacks played with her tits and a forth one fucked her. Jenny's eyes were riveted on the screen. "Look at the size of that," she said, as the guy fucking withdrew a prick that must have been at least twelve inches long.
"Like big cocks, do we?" I asked, standing behind her and playing with her tits through the dress. "How would you like that big prick reaming your tight little cunt?"
Jenny pressed her arse back against my now hardening prick and simply sighed. I undid the buttons on her dress and laid it on the bench. Still standing behind her, I pinched and tweaked her exposed nipples while she watched the action on the screen. The black guy fucking the woman's mouth was about to cum. Withdrawing until just the tip of his cock was resting on her bottom lip, he shot spurt after spurt of warm, white spunk into her mouth. She allowed it to collect on her tongue before swishing it around and swallowing the lot.
"Hmmm, fancy doing that?" I asked Jenny.
Before she could even turn around, I had my prick out. She smiled as she leaned forward, bending at the waist, taking the head of my rampant tool between her lips and licking the pre-cum from the end. I waited until she was in her stride, taking my entire length into her mouth. "Would you like a big black cock up your cunt now?"
"Hmm," she replied, not taking my prick from her pretty little slut mouth.
I manoeuvred her until she was pressed against the wall. Her high heels made her just the right height for the hole. I pushed forward, forcing her exposed arse and cunt hard against the hole, my engorged cock deep in her throat. Suddenly, her hands pushed against my hips, trying to push me away. She was gurgling and moaning, her pretty brown eyes looking up at me, pleading with me. She tried to move away from the wall, but I held her firm, pushing her back with my cock, my pubic hair caressing her nose and cheeks. More grunts and squeaks escaped her and her eyes flew open as though she had been stabbed. I could feel her hands pressing against my thighs, except they were no longer pushing – they were holding her steady. Her body was being forced against me and she had a surprised look in her eyes.
I waited a few minutes, then pulled my cock completely out, took her head in my hands and kissed her deeply. "Tell me what's happening," I demanded, breaking the kiss.
"Oh god, someone's fucking me! There's a huge cock up my cunt!" She was doing her best to push back against the cock, meeting its every thrust.
"Do you like it?" I asked, playing with her nipples.
"Yes, oh yes, it's so fucking big!" Jenny reached for my cock and sucked it deep into her throat again. She was purring like a cat as the unknown cock stretched her cunt to the limit. I felt her body tense and knew that the cock was filling her cunt with spunk. I pulled out before I came too.
"Yessss! Oh yes, fill it, baby. Fill my cunt." Her whole body shook as her orgasm ripped through her. Suddenly, there was a loud squelching plop and she fell to her knees. I turned her towards the hole in the wall and watched as she licked the unknown black cock clean. Satisfied with the secret fuck, the guy withdrew into the darkness of the next cubicle, leaving Jenny excited and gasping for breath.
I stood her up, with her back pressed against the hole and kissed her while slipping my own cock up her slippery passage. With her fuck me pumps on, it was easy to fuck her standing up, and meant that my pelvis crushed against her clitoris with each thrust. "Oh yeah, fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard. Yesssss! Yessss, I’m gonna cum again."