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There would be another half hour, but in all honesty it was somewhat methodical as both of us anticipated our arrival back in Indianapolis.

Over the next two days, both Becky and I would enjoy Rianna again, but chose to wait until we got back to explore things between us. Our questions for one another were also ignored for the first couple of hours of our return trip.

I was the first one to broach the subject. "You're sure James isn't bisexual?"

"Definitely not," Becky responded. "I've already told you that."

"I know, but it isn't something that you said you wanted. It is something you said James wanted. I've just never known anyone that wanted to share their wife."

"Didn't you tell me one time that you shared Jenn with a guy," she countered.

"No," I replied. "I told you I had a threeway with her. I didn't find out until about 5 minutes before he knocked on the door."

"But didn't you enjoy it?" Becky asked as her hand ran up the inside of my thigh.

My cock had gotten in a semi-hard state during our discussion, so there was no point in me lying. "It was incredible, but we stayed at opposite ends of the playing field so to speak. I had one with another woman who wanted to be DP'd and stick our dicks in her mouth at the same time. That was awkward and just plain bad."

"I can tell," Becky said with a giggle. Her hand still rested on my now deflated member.

"What's worse is the other guy didn't seem to mind," I continued. "The only thing the other guy seemed to be concerned with is that he was the one in her ass. That's why I ask is James bisexual."

There was an awkward silence and then Becky began massaging my dick. "Well, you know that I can't stand anal, so DP is out. And I promise not to rub your dicks together. Besides I thought the advantage was to have someone attending to me while I was sucking on one of your big, beautiful cocks. So don't worry I'll take care of you."

As Becky continued to rub my crouch, my dick began to grow again. "You are welcome to start by sucking my 'big, beautiful cock' now," I joked.

Becky rolled her eyes and leaned her head against my shoulder. "I think that you need to focus on the road," I was told. The snow was falling hard again, so I was just glad that she hadn't stopped everything. Her hand still massaged my cock, and she even opened my jeans to relieve the pressure even if it was still stuck in my boxer briefs. At least most of it.

"There are two times that men can multitask, when they are eating and when they are driving," I reasoned. "I can grab a Big Mac and still be good."

"Well, maybe we should just go through the drive thru." I glanced over and Becky had a wicked little grin on her face, almost daring me to see what she had in mind. When we passed a sign saying that it was a McDonald's on the next exit, I decided I was up for the challenge.

I slowed and pulled onto the offramp. The exit had not been as well travelled as the interstate, so I was careful reduce my speed well ahead of the stop light to make sure that I did not slide into the intersection. "Couldn't resist that Big Mac, huh?" Becky asked as she pulled my underwear down and under my balls. I was so distracted that I slid into the intersection anyhow, thankful that it was 2 in the morning and that there was no other traffic around.

I became a little nervous wondering if I was really as daring as I thought. "This is McDonald's. There are probably kids working in there."

Becky quickly pointed out that there would not be anyone too young working at this time of night. I was still uneasy as I inched through the parking lot towards the drive thru. It was not hard for her to sense my nervousness. "Here, I will make things fair," Becky told me as she pushed her sweatpants and panties off and into the floorboard. She covered herself with a blanket, but it was comforting knowing that we were on more even terms.

"Thank you for choosing McDonald's. Can I take your order?" blared the small speaker under the sign. I started to order, but Becky leaned over and beat me to it.

"He'll have a Big Mac extra value meal and can you supersize that for him?"

"That's a large Big Mac meal. Can I get you anything else?"

Becky stroked my cock and the adrenaline had me as hard as ever. "No that will do it," she told the voice. "He's supersized already."

I choked to contain my laugh, and the sign instructed us to "Please drive around."

I was happy to see an attractive Asian girl as we pulled up to the first window. If I was going to be shown off to somebody, I was glad that it was someone that I could be turned on by. Becky's car was a small Ford Focus, so the girl had a clear view down into the seat. "Wouldn't you agree that he is supersized?" Becky asked while I handed the young girl my card. A blush was apparent even with her dark complexion, as the girl cut her eyes at my lap while trying not to look directly at me. I looked down and noticed that my cock looked even bigger with Becky's tiny hand wrapped around it. The girl did not say anything, but the smile on her face as she handed me my card and receipt told us that she approved.

I pulled forward to get our food and noticed a well built black kid at the next window. I pushed the blanket to the floor thinking that turnabout was fair play. It was obvious that Becky didn't mind, and was actually quite turned on as I dipped my finger into her sopping wet pussy. The young man was not as intimidated as the young Asian girl. "It will be just a minute on your food," he informed us while openly staring at me fingering Becky.

I removed my finger and ran my hand up her belly. "That's fine. I have some pie. What do you think of my pie?"

Becky slid down into the seat some which pushed her pussy up to show it off. "It's beautiful. I wish we had that kind of pie here," the young man replied. "Let me go check on your food." He left, but quickly returned with a young white kid. The white kid opened the window and leaned out for a better view. He nudged the black guy before heading back to the back, "You're right we need that kind of pie."

Becky pushed my hand back down to her pussy, and moaned her approval as a couple of fingers found their way back inside her. She seemed oblivious to anything else even when the black kid, finally, handed me the food with a standard, "Thanks for choosing McDonald's. Have a nice night."

I put the bag under my legs and drove off. I may be able to multitask while driving, but I didn't have enough hands to drive, eat, and attend to Becky. Her hunger seemed to outweigh mine, so I continued to piston my fingers in and out of her while I merged back onto the interstate.

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We finally arrived back in Indianapolis at 4 in the morning. Becky had packed her house key in her bag so rather than dig it out she called James. He may have just been woken up, but James did not greet us as if he was wanting to share his wife with me.

I was hastily given a blanket and a pillow for the couch while James and Becky retired to their bedroom. Though nice, it was an older home that evidently lacked insulation in the interior walls. I could hear almost everything going on in the bedroom, and was not surprised to hear Becky, horny from the trip, all over James. I was somewhat surprised at James's reaction, however. "Can't you wait until in the morning?" he asked. "I'm still half asleep."

"As long as you get half hard, I will take care of the rest," came the reply. I did not hear much more talking, but James must have managed to comply, because I fell asleep to the gentle moans of Becky mixed with a squeaking bed.

The next morning I awoke for the second time in a week to a sexual discussion involving me. This time Becky was much more vocal, even animated, as she discussed things with James. "This was all your idea."

"No, I just said that I thought it would be fun to do something with another man. You were the one that decided that it should be Erik."

"Why not Erik? He's perfect. He's a friend, he lives out of town so that it won't be awkward seeing him all of the time, he's good looking, and he's got a nice cock."

"Maybe because he's perfect," James explained, emphasizing the word perfect. "Do you think that I like hearing my wife talk about another guy's cock?"

"Whoa. You were the one that said that whatever guy we chose probably ought to be well hung so that he wasn't intimidated by you. Now, you are the fucking one that is intimidated."

You could hear James's bravado kick in. "I am NOT intimidated. Not in bed. I'll fuck you harder than anybody. Choose whoever you want and you'll see."

Becky's tone changed as well. She had pushed too hard and now found herself stroking his ego. I could barely make it out when she replied, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I never meant that he was better than you. You know that you are the perfect one for me. I just meant that he met all of the criteria that we had talked about."

Though I could still hear voices, that would be the last thing I would make out for a couple of minutes. The next thing that I would make out would be James saying, "Oh yeah, Baby, suck it."

I had heard enough of them having sex the night before. Becky had not been the only one horny after our trip. She was just the only one that could do anything about it. I decided instead to go in the kitchen where I couldn't hear and fix breakfast.

About 15 minutes later when I was just finishing breakfast, Becky came in wearing a T-shirt and looking refreshed. "Good morning," she greeted me with a wide smile. I returned the greeting while she poured a cup of coffee. "I have to get ready for work. I'm going to meet y'all for lunch and then Mom is going to keep the boys tonight so that we can go do something."

She gave me a kiss on the cheek and returned to the bedroom. I could not help but watch her shapely legs as she walked away. Becky had to know that I would be watching, too. She flipped the T-shirt up in the air revealing that there was nothing underneath covering her beautiful ass. I just shook my head knowing that it was going to be a long day waiting and wondering what the night would bring.

By the time that we dropped the boys off with Grandma, it seemed like a month had elapsed since Becky and I had hooked up instead of 3 days. Becky had managed just enough time to get home to get made up and dressed up for our evening. Although she can take as long as any woman to get ready if she has the time, she also has the ability to look incredible in a matter of minutes. In less than a half hour she had showered put her hair in a French braid, and squeezed herself into a black form fitting cocktail dress that made my mouth water. Both James and I were in button down Polos, jeans and cowboy boots. As a trio we would certainly look as nice as anybody else out on the town for a Tuesday night.

We were off to a small bar that James said had decent burgers and a dance floor. While James grabbed menus and beers, Becky and I found a booth in the back next to the empty dance floor. I was mildly surprised when Becky slid into the same side of the booth as me, but I was still a little uncomfortable. "Are you sure that James wants this?" I asked while he was still at the bar. "He didn't seem too keen on the idea this morning."

"He changed his mind once I had his dick in my mouth." I was glad that James had not arrived yet with our beers. If he had of, than I probably would have spit beer on him at the other side of the booth. "I am a girl that knows how to get my way."

"I thought that you said that James was the one who wanted this though."

"He does. He just doesn't know that he wants it with you... yet," Becky answered just before James arrived. He set the menus in the middle of the table, gave each of us our beers, and slid in the other side. The elephant had definitely entered the room. James was avoiding eye contact with me, at least the times that I peeked over since I really wasn't staring him down either.

We quickly checked out the menu, and the waitress came and took our orders. "She's fucking hot," Becky said as the girl was walking away from the table. I quickly glanced at her shapely ass bounced from side to side. Even though it was cold outside, she was wearing jean shorts and a tank top with the bars logo on the back. Becky was right, but all she got was a simultaneous, "Yeah, I guess so," from James and I.

"Fine. You two go home with each other, and I'll go fuck her tonight." The comment coaxed a little smile out of me. I knew that might not be the plan for tonight, but I would not have been surprised if Becky had of pursued it if she felt like she was not going to get her way. James and I returned to looking at the TV's or anything else in the bar rather than each other. The next thing I knew, Becky put a quarter down on the table. "OK. We are going to have a coin flip to see which end of the field, so to speak that you start at. Erik, since you are the visitor, you call it. If you win, then you get to call heads or tails again." The little woman next to me was not only ready to stare the elephant down, she was going to kick its ass.

James started to say something, but Becky was already tossing the coin in the air. "Tails!" I blurted out, somewhat startled by the suddenness of the toss. The quarter landed on the table and Becky slapped her hand down on top of it. She raised the side of her hand so that no one else could see and smiled. "Spread eagle," she announced, signifying tails. "So Erik it's your call. How do you want to start? Heads or tails?"

"I'll start with heads. So how do we know that it is halftime and we should change ends?" I asked getting into the sports analogies.

"I guess when somebody scores an orgasm," Becky answered.

I wondered if you could see the relief come over my face when James piped in. "Well, I hope we aren't limiting this game to 2 halves."

"No, I think we will be shooting for several overtimes," Becky replied with a heavy emphasis on shooting.

We were all finally laughing when James got up and announced that he was going to the restroom. Becky began rubbing my cock through my jeans. "I'm glad that you chose heads. It will give James a chance to get me ready for that thick cock of yours." Becky was not overt, but she made no effort to hide that her hand was on my cock when James came back or when the waitress, who I noticed had 'Heather' on her nametag, brought our food. After a few minutes of eating, free from Becky's attention, I felt comfortable enough to excuse myself. Becky just switched sides of the booth, and was still there when I returned. Judging from the angle of her left arm and the smile on James' face I am pretty sure that he was receiving the same treatment that I had been. Unfortunately for him, Becky saw Heather heading for the restroom. She excused herself and made a beeline after her. While Becky was gone, I told James to let me know if he had any second thoughts. He thanked me and told me this was something that he wanted, but that he just was not as comfortable she was about it being with someone they knew. We reassured each other that we would stop if we started feeling uncomfortable. It had been a few minutes and I was beginning to wonder about Becky when she emerged from the bathroom laughing with Heather. As they parted ways, Becky copped a feel and Heather responded by stopping and poking her ass out towards Becky.

Becky sat back down next to James and stated, "OK, it's settled. If either of you backs out, Heather gets off at 1 and I am going home with her."

I thought I was calling her bluff when I asked, "You found out she was a lesbian and picked her up just like that?"

I still don't know if she was continuing a bluff or being truthful when she quickly replied, "No she's not a lesbian. I invited her to join us. She's got to go home to her boyfriend, but said that his cock was definitely big enough to share if things didn't work out with you two."

I was not sure what to think when James told her, "You should have invited both of them."

Becky smiled and gave James a quick kiss. It was now obvious that she was back to massaging his dick. "I did. He has to work in the morning. I got her number though."

All of a sudden, I was feeling like the prude in the group. Although being a part of an orgy is one of my fantasies, I was not sure I just wanted to jump into bed with strangers. That was not to say I wouldn't have, but I had barely gotten mentally prepared for a threesome with my friend and her husband.

As would have it we would leave a short time later with Becky giving Heather a goodbye kiss and a promise to call. I'm not sure that the ride home was what any of us wanted. The bar that we had visited was closer to Becky's mother's house than her own so we had at least a 20 minute ride back. That was compounded by the fact that Becky told James and I that it would be unfair for her to do anything with one and not the other during the trip. Therefore, we were isolated to the front seats while Becky finger fucked herself in the back. I was even told as the passenger that it would be unfair for me to watch and/or jack off while James drove. We simply stole glances and tried to adjust ourselves, uncomfortably, in our jeans for the long drive home.

When we finally arrived, Becky instructed us that we had to take the dogs out before we could do anything. She was out of the car and bouncing up the sidewalk before James ever got the car in park. I was ready to run after her, but James seemed to actually slow down. He and I got the dogs, let them out and were standing on the back porch waiting on them to come back from doing their business. The only sounds were of the dogs tromping through the snow until James broke the silence. "You know that we are going to have to punish her for teasing us like this."

"I'm sure that she will be really disappointed about us fucking the hell out of her," I replied. James just responded with a "mmf" and a deep laugh that struck me out of character for him. My dog was the last of the three to wander back and I thought that if I had been him I would have been headed to the bedroom as soon as mine were back. Instead, he waited and even held the door for me as I went back in.

When we walked into the bedroom, Becky's clothes laid in a pile at the foot of the bed. She was laying sideways on the bed jamming a small purple vibrator in and out of her pussy as fast as she could go. I am sure that it had to have been on its highest setting too, since the hum of the vibrator was easily heard over the sound of James and I undressing.

The sight of Becky playing with herself had me quickly back to full mast as I nearly ripped my clothes off to get to Becky. I was completely undressed and heading to the side of the bed as I looked to see James still in his jeans and boots putting his shirt in the hamper. I wasn't going to be polite and wait on him though. I grapped Becky under her arms and drug her so that her head hung off the side of the bed. She understood what I wanted and reached up with her freehand to feed my cock into her waiting mouth. I was slowly easing my cock in and out of her mouth when I heard the slow thud of James's boots as he walked into the bathroom.

I worked maybe half of my dick in and out of Becky's mouth as she milked me with her hand. I heard the toilet flush, then one thump followed by another as I presume James took his boots off. I was massaging Becky's tits while she sucked me and fucked herself with the vibrator when James walked back in with his clothes in one hand and his boots in the other. "Oh, Hell No!" he said as he tossed the clothes in the hamper and set his boots by the door. "Get on your Fucking knees."

James sounded serious although I felt sure that it was just an act. Becky did not act like she thought he was playing around though. She hastily pulled my dick from her mouth long enough to flip over but was then eagerly sucking my cock again.

James took his time moving in behind Becky in the bed. While he did so I noticed that Becky had been right about him being longer than my 7 thick inches. His slender cock probably only had me by an inch or so, but it was enough that there wasn't a question. Once he was in place, James slammed his entire cock into her in one swift stroke causing her to gag on mine. He began to slide in and out of her, and Becky regained her balance only to be treated to a solid smack on the ass.

I looked up from the oral delights delights that Becky was providing as if to ask, "Don't you think you are being a little rough?"

I could see in James's eyes that this was a different situation than I thought it was going to be. I was not here so that James could be submissive and watch Becky with another guy. I was here because two could be more dominant than one. His slender body was tense as he fucked Becky hard. He returned my stare and said, "What? She teased you too. We discussed that she needed to be punished for it." With that he gave her another smack.

I thought to myself, "I didn't discuss anything," but Becky seemed to be getting into it. She moaned as much as she was able while enthusiastically sucking me off. What the hell? I gave her a hard smack on her other ass cheek. She gave a moan and worked even harder on my cock. Her hand was wrapped around the base and her head bobbed up and down with her lips descending to her fingers every time.

James was still slamming into her with wild abandon. "She can take more of your dick than that. Get your hand out of the way." I had been perfectly happy with Becky's performance. I was not perfectly happy when she removed her lips and looked back over her shoulder at James.

"He's thicker than you are, honey. I don't think that I can take much more."

Smack. The sound of James's hand hitting Becky's ass filled the room. "You are going to take it as much as you can. Now move your hand and get your mouth back around his cock." Smack.

I almost expected Becky to leave the bedroom and tell us we could fuck each other if we wanted some tonight. Instead the spankings seemed to turn her on. She went back down, now sucking my cock hands free. She moved quickly past her gag reflex and was easily swallowing more of my cock. At the same time she was slamming back against James matching his strokes.

"Come on. You can take it all," I told her. I joined in again, slapping the neglected cheek. She didn't start taking any more of my cock, but it did seem to turn her on as she pushed back into James even harder. James gave me a little smile which I returned with one of understanding just before we smacked her ass together. That seemed to send Becky over the top as her body tensed up and her mouth went wide. I took advantage as her orgasm hit her and pushed my cock into her mouth all the way to the base. There was no gag. She was getting off too hard for anything at the north end of her body to be affected. Only when she began coming down did the invasion become evident as she removed my cock and gasped for breath.

As I backed away, Becky fell forward onto the bed. James's cock popped free and he gave a small groan as it did. I noticed with both of our cocks now in view that he might have even been a couple of inches longer than myself. No wonder he had said that he wasn't going to be intimidated by anybody. Rather than contemplate how we were going to bring Becky back to life, as I was doing, James strolled casually out of the room asking me if I wanted any water on the way.

Becky laid on the bed with her legs askew and a content smile with her head hanging over the side. Her bottom was bright pink from the punishment or should I say stimulation. I worried slightly about bruising, but I had the distinct impression that this was not the first time that her ass had been treated in this fashion.

With James gone I felt comfortable being more compassionate. I began massaging Becky's shoulder's and upper back, and was rewarded with a moan of approval. I've always thought that I made a good masseuse and though softly, had her moaning her appreciation as I worked down to her shoulder blades and then to her lower back. We could hear James's footsteps as he returned from the kitchen and Becky snaked my semi-erect cock back into her mouth. I don't know if it was proximity or the fear of reprisal from James that prompted it, but she quickly had my dick back to full hardness.

"OOh, ain't that sweet," James commented as he came back into the bedroom. He handed me a glass of ice water and sat on the far side of the bed with another. Even with my dick in her mouth it was easy to distinguish the moan she gave as I took the water and ceased the massage as different from the others and one of disappointment. James slapped what had been my side of her ass while asking, "Do you think that you should be pampered?"

Becky took my cock in her hand to remove it from her mouth. She looked back over her shoulder and matter of factly told him, "Yes."

I wasn't sure that I was ready for his reaction. I had a vision of having to get nose to nose with him while naked to explain the right way to treat a lady. Instead a smile came across his face while he answered. "You are probably right, but not tonight."

I relaxed and took a drink of water while my dick found its way back into Becky's mouth. It had softened with the anticipation of a confrontation with James, but once again Becky quickly had it trying to press skyward. She jerked to the side as James trickled the cold water over her red rear end. Becky's erratic movement was a little distracting, but the unpredictability served to heighten the experience.

I was really enjoying Becky's attention when James announced, "It's halftime. Time to switch ends." I didn't want to pull my cock from her mouth, but it was hard to be disappointed about moving my cock into her velvet pussy. Just like jumping into a cold pool, or pulling a bandaid off, I jerked my dick quickly and smoothly from her lips.

James had already gotten back to his feet and both of us started for the other side at the same time. We passed at the foot of the bed and even though we had plenty of room to pass, side by side, we both turned slightly so that posteriors faced each other. When I got to my new side of the bed, I was greeted by Becky on her back with her feet pulled up on the bed with her knees pointed up.

Becky's bald pussy was so inviting that I could not resist tasting her. I laid on the bed with my legs hanging off and ran my tongue through her labia. She was warm and wet and the nectar from her sex tasted exquisite. I had hardly realized that I was still holding the glass of ice until Becky's knee bumped my arm and the ice rattled.

I glanced up and James was pressing his dick between Becky's lips. I kept my eyes cocked upward as I encircled her clit with my lips. I gently sucked on it while I flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Even though Becky's hips pushed upwards, her concentration seemed to remain on the cock in her mouth. As her hips sank back to the bed her leg hit my arm jingling the ice again and giving me an idea.

I rolled onto my side and turned the glass up to get a piece of ice. When I glanced up, Becky's back was arched again, but this time to get her head at a better angle to swallow James's cock. She had three fingers wrapped around it and James was fucking her throat with at least two thirds of his 9 inch cock.

I turned the glass up taking one cube in my mouth and I fished a second cube out with my fingers. I took the piece in my hand and rubbed it across her nipple. Even though it was already erect, it still stiffened visibly. She jerked arching her back and rolling slightly to the side. A muffled grunt due to the cock deep in her throat accompanied the reaction that pulled her titty free from the ice. Once she relaxed, I ran the ice across her other nipple, but this time she embraced sensation.

Now that she had adjusted to the ice on her nipples, I activated the second part of my plan. I encircled her clit with my lips and let the ice fall from my mouth. I continued to cut my eyes upward while I sucked on the whole area and batted the ice around with my tongue. Becky tried to climb the bed backwards with her legs, but James was unyielding so she only forced his cock all the way down her throat. She tried to roll away, but James pushed her shoulders down flat on the bed holding them in place with his weight.

I had to abandon the ice in my hand to hold Becky's hips still as well. Maybe I should say in place, because she was far from still. She jerked and bucked her hips. She tried to roll as well, but I had wrapped my arms under her legs and clamped them across the top holding myself firmly in place. I pushed the ice into her and flicked across her womanly knub with my tongue. Becky's body became rigid other than a quick rhythmic thrusting aimed at my tongue, and another orgasm rolled through her.

James alerted us that he was cumming as well. "Yeah Baby. Swallow that shit," he told us with his head tilted back and his face contorted. I glanced down at Becky now with only about half of James's eight or nine inches in her mouth. Though she may have tried she was not able to swallow nearly all of James's cum with his cock embedded in her throat. Her head was still tilted back, so the remainder ran out of the sides of her mouth, down his cock and onto his large balls.

I meant no offense to Becky or James, but it was my turn to get off. I stood with my arms still wrapped under Becky's legs and jerked her over to my side of the bed in the process. James's cock pulled free rubbing cum across Becky's cheek, but that was the least of my concern. I rammed my cock into Becky's pussy which was more than ready for my invasion. She was sloppy wet from her orgasms, but it was still a snug fit for my thick cock.

She moaned as I moved my hands to her ankles and held her legs straight and wide while I pumped into her. Becky was rolling side to side, evidently still sensitive from coming. Her reaction to the fucking that I was giving her only made me go harder. James seemed to be spent as his cock shrunk down to its normal size, so he sat down at the head of the bed never taking his eyes off of me fucking his wife. James adjusted a couple of pillows to get comfortable and then threw his leg across Becky's chest as she laid crossways in the middle of the bed. "Be Fucking still. Show some control while he's fucking you," James said as he put more wait on his leg to limit her movements.

Limit them was all he did. Becky twisted and rolled and moaned. It wasn't her fault. It was an involuntary reaction to stimuli that exceeded a threshold for tolerance. "Do you like him fucking you? Does my bitch wife like having me watch him ramming his big cock into her?" James asked.

The questions seemed somewhat rhetorical but Becky began to answer, "Uhn-huh, uhn-huh, uhn-huh," over and over again in rhythm to my strokes. Both of us were close to cumming, although I wasn't ready to cum yet. When James got up, I used the time for a short break to change positions.

I pulled out and then climbed onto the bed near the foot of it. The bed which had been neatly made when we started now were in a crumpled mess with the fitted sheet coming off in one corner. It exposed even more of the bed when I spun Becky and placed her right leg between my knees while throwing her left over my shoulder so that she was laying on her side. Ordinarily, I would have shuffled forward on my knees to put my dick back where it belonged, but Becky is so petite that I was able to grab her by her waist, pull her to me, and roughly push nearly my whole cock back into her in one motion.

"Oh, Shit!" Becky gasped as I slammed back into her. The 20 second break had given me a second wind, but Becky seemed just as close to orgasm as before. I raised up slightly off my knees, pulling Becky with me by her leg over my shoulder. This way I was able to pull everything out but the tip of the head out before driving back into her all the way to the base. Maybe this position should have been called the side-saddle cowgirl, because Becky began to look like a bull rider as she came once again. Her right arm was pinned under her, but her left swung back and forth wildly as she twisted from on her back to an almost sitting up sideways position. She came for a third time and struggled to beg. "Oh, Fuck," she screamed before begging, "Plea...ease stop. I ca...an..an't take it any more."

I ignored her pleas and only fucked her harder. After all, I was almost there myself. I heard James laugh as Becky was exposed to this pleasurable torture. When I looked over, I saw James filming the action. I would find out later that the camera had been on the dresser the whole time filming everything. I didn't care. His wife was about to make me cum, so James could do whatever the fuck he wanted. Becky was just beginning to recover when my time had come. I threw her leg over my head and it landed on the bed with a thud as she fell onto her back. Most of the time I would have wanted to shoot my seed deep into her but this was a power fuck and I was going to mark my territory. I had just enough time to jerk my cock out and pump it twice before I sent a stream of cum arching all the way onto her left nipple. The next spurt made it to about her belly button, but the rest just fell downward as I continued to pump my cock. James continued to film as the last drop of cum fell into the puddle of my sperm that had pooled around Becky's clit.

Becky reached down with one hand and rubbed my sperm into her pussy while she cupped the end of my cock with her other. I released my grip and she began pumping my cock as I had done moments before. I was spent and my cock was slowly deflating but I still enjoyed the attention that Becky was giving me. I looked up and she was staring at me with a smile on her face. As we locked stares, I felt like a kid thinking "Yeah, I'm still her favorite." I couldn't help but to think of what might have been if distance had not pulled us apart. Then the thought occurred how strange it was for such a controlling and dominant episode to end in such a tender moment.

C'est la vie.

I also wrote a fictitious story about an encounter that I could imagine going on between Becky and Heather, with Heather's boyfriend. Becky did get her number though I don't know if she ever called. Let me know if you think that I should tidy it up and post it.

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