Chapter 2

Sue wanted to avoid Ron for a few days, hoping time and distance would ease any hurt he might feel from her obvious enjoyment of Zack fucking her silly right there in the young man’s own bedroom. Unfortunately, he showed up the following afternoon, almost as though he had been watching for her to return from work.

Tree saw in hand and ladder in tow, Ron did some yard work, walked Pilot, and finally accepted Sue’s excuse that she had a lot to talk to him about but that they had to wait until the coming weekend when her husband was out of town. Ron just nodded, obviously crushed and in need, but Sue wasn’t sure of what more she could say to him. There was no way she was going to tell Ron that she was hoping his friend Zack would fuck and fill her every day for the next month. Sue was unhappy at having to deal such a blow to his puppy-dog like crush on her, but she blamed it on the demons that Zack woke within her and eased her sense of responsibility with lustful thoughts of future days.

The next morning was actually a free day for her, able to get up late and walk Bush with a coffee in one hand and an iPod (this all happened well over a decade ago) plugged into both ears. Making it back to the house, she hardly had time to turn on her computer before someone knocked at the front door. Without a thought she opened it to see Zack, still nameless in her mind, still the guy who gave her the last best orgasms of the week, and yet also the guy who barged in and overpowered her two days before. Now he was polite, asking if he could come in and talk. Sue went along with the game, biting her lip, then taking a step back to allow him in, turning for the kitchen as she offered the man a cup of coffee.

In an instant Sue found herself turned sideways, then down on the carpet of the front room, Zack literally ripping her blouse off her, freeing her breasts in an instant while dipping down to her chest with his mouth. Her shorts were pushed off, the man speaking of her beauty while roughly inserting his naked hips between her thighs.

Sue fought, her fists striking Zack’s shoulders, her body trying to twist away, but the only noises she made were loud grunts, then a long groan as Zack penetrated her. She still fought, mostly for the joy of it, thinking of how wise it was not to bother with wearing any panties or bra, the man being much rougher than Ron when he had been denied from visiting her for a few days. Sue knew this was dangerous, playing with the man like this, but she found herself enjoying this new level of sex and debauchery. She screamed out for Zack to stop, then moaning at the pain and pleasure when he gave a hard slap to her ass, her legs wrapping around the demon’s hips as he pushed his cock ever deeper inside of her.

The sex that day was hard, rapacious, but never forced to the point of pain or through malice, Zack being simply a lusty man in need of a good rutting between her loins. Rough, but something Sue found she could control and enjoy to the man’s furthest demand and extent. Just two hours of constant interplay between their bodies, Zack in constant need of emptying himself inside of Sue, three times by Sue’s count, inherently knowing that for every scream of delight he provided her, Sue would open her legs even wider and accommodate his desires.

It really did take a full two hours before Zack slowed and calmed enough for Sue to untangle herself from the man. Looking around her front room, she was worried about how she’d be able to clean up the mess, knowing that simple soap and water would never get the stains out of the furniture or carpet. She smiled at the memory of the man fingering her to a climax on the Persian rug, Sue giving off short shrieks of joy as she felt a river of liquid delight flowing down her thighs and onto the floor. Damn but she hoped nobody ever brought a black light into the house.

Leaning against the couch, her body covered with only a throw pillow, Sue enjoyed watching her newest male partner pull on his torn and grease stained jeans. She chided herself for what she had become a part of, but was equally interested in just how far this new man could take her. This guy was big and handsome, young and rough around more than just the edges, and maybe he was just the far edge of sex and lust she had been in need of. Sue liked the look of his face, of his dark eyes, of the slight tuft of a goatee his chin sported, and even the nice shape of his hairy ass.

Rough, demanding, but without doing her any damage, and Sue realized that she enjoyed listening to his verbal comments, his nasty asides, and his interest in sharing his most unfiltered thoughts with her. Zack would grunt out comments about her body and his own demands while taking her over, such as loving how she tasted, the scent of her hair, the sound of her voice when telling him not to stop, and of course the wet feel of her cunt as he pushed himself inside of her. The man loved it all and wanted Sue to know every detail of his lust for her.

What stuck with Sue was that even after he’d twice lessened the weight of his balls, lapping at her nipples with his tongue, one thumb up her ass, Zack discussed the oddest mix of subjects Sue had ever heard in the form of pillow talk. Everything from the nasty, like how thick but tasty her cum was after she climaxed, to wondering if she’d like someone to detail her BMW for a good price. Talk, then kisses and lewd comments, then a return to more over the top sex, the man acting as though he had every right to every inch of her body, inside and out. Sue had to smile and shake her head in wonder. She’d never met anyone quite like this odd friend of Ron’s. Even after two hours of rolling around in the front room, her pussy purred with the thought of a repeat performance, though maybe next time on her large queen bed.

As Zack turned for the door, he informed Sue of when he’d be by again, and Sue mentally checked her own schedule and nodded at his retreating form. Then she stopped him, saying her husband would be home two days the following week, and Zack just shrugged, saying, “That’s fine. Come over to my place. But if you’re not there, you know I’ll be coming through your back gate looking for you.” Sue stiffened at the thought, afraid of his crude nature, yet also aware of what more the overpowering man could do to her inside his own lair. Yes, too far and too fast, but so interesting, and with all the promise of an X-rated romance novel. Sue could hardly wait.

Sadly, Ron knew nothing of what was going on behind his back. He suspected that something was wrong with his perfect affair with the married sex goddess down the street when Sue begged off an agreed upon meeting time. Then, just a few days later, Sue pulled Ron into the bedroom, threw him on the bed, and straddled him with her own scantily covered body, her legs pulling his head tight into her bare crotch.

Ron normally would have reveled in the act of tonguing his beloved Sue into an orgasm, loving the flow of her intimate fluids into his mouth as she brought his cock to full hardness, ready for an hour-long fuck. This time was different. Sue attacked his cock, sucking him in, intentionally throat-fucking him, and within five minutes the very skillful woman had brought his balls to a full boil. More surprising was that Sue swallowed his entire load, crushing her hot wet pussy into his face while draining him of every drop of his masculine fluids.

Wonderful, but after riding Ron’s tongue and lips for another few minutes, Sue dismounted from his face and told him she was too busy to do any more. Ron was in and out of the door in less than a quarter hour, and even though the recipient of a blow job every man on the planet dreamed of, Ron felt only confusion. For the following week Sue seemed to always be busy, answering her phone only once, and then only to tell him she was in a meeting. Ron was crushed.

Then, two days before he was due to leave for fall classes at his university, he drove by Zack’s house and saw Sue’s car parked outside. His gut turned into a knot and his mind was filled with white noise. He didn’t want to know, but he couldn’t not know for sure, so he pulled over and walked into the maelstrom.

The two were so deep into the act that Ron was able to enter the house and watch from Zack’s bedroom doorway without the two lust-fueled lovers ever being aware of his presence. Both were naked, sweat soaked and intent on achieving their own ultimate goal, no matter what was going on in the outside world. Zack was underneath, humping up into Sue’s open legs while she rode him without mercy. Zack was grunting with each thrust up, Sue moaning loud and long, searching for that one opening that would promise another orgasm.

Then Ron noticed another participant in the sexual debauchery happening before him. Zack had a hand back on Sue’s ass, maneuvering something in and out of the woman’s anus, fucking her from below while playing another more inanimate phallus through her rectal regions.

Ron was dismayed, his heart crushed, and yet he wasn’t surprised. He hadn’t known, but Sue’s sudden disinterest in him had indicated something, or someone, else had taken his place. Watching his two closest intimates, good friend and intimate lover, push him aside in favor of their own secret union hardened him, and rather than turning away in tears, Ron chose to interrupt and force himself into their act of sexual abandon.

Tossing his clothing onto the living room couch, Ron returned just in time to hear Sue let loose with a series of short shrieks, ending with the woman grinding her hips onto Zack, then collapsing in a heap even as Zack continued noisily ploughing into the woman. Ron entered the room, noticed by Zack but the man didn’t seem to care. Ron’s cock was hard and throbbing, excited by the porn show taking place before him, and he knew what he wanted.

Sue didn’t like getting it up the rear much more than having to face fuck and swallow, but she’d admitted to Ron in more intimate encounters that, given the right time and place, all sex was good. Only one time before had she allowed him that favor of taking her up her backside, and even then he was forced to keep it slow and frustratingly shallow. Yet here she was, screaming out in joy at the double penetration. Ron gritted his teeth, all politeness and deference to the woman he loved disappearing as his cock throbbed with a desire all of its own.

He didn’t feel any guilt at all in putting a knee up on Zack’s bed, then slowly pulling back on the object that had been pushed into Sue’s ass. It had been covered with a condom so it was a little difficult for Ron to tell just what it was. A small zucchini, maybe a long eggplant, maybe even a plastic dildo. Ron didn’t really care. He just put a hand on Sue’s ass, slowly pulled back on the six or seven inch object and dropped it to the side of the bed.

Sue let out a groan but didn’t look back, seeming to be unaware of Ron’s presence. That’s when he pressed the head of his cock into the entrance to Sue’s anus and pushed in. That woke Sue up, suddenly aware of the new flesh and blood intruder forcing its way inside of her. The sudden entrance of Ron inside of her ass seemed to take Sue by complete surprise, her head shooting up, a loud grunt coming from her open mouth, and a hand going back to slap at whoever was violating her ass.

Even as Zack continued with his own adventure deep up Sue’s pussy, Ron pulled back an inch and pushed in another three, then again, quickly impaling the woman’s ass on his cock. It was easy, her butt crack filled with a mixture of bodily fluids, all acting as a lubricant for Ron’s illicit entrance. Sue looked back and got a view of Ron, seeing his naked form and finally aware of what he was doing to her.

As his balls pushed into Sue’s most perfect ass cheeks, she attempted to separate herself from him. With a loud cry of “Ron. No.” Sue attempted to crawl off of Zack and away from Ron, but Zack held Sue in a tight embrace, obviously enthralled with the his own need to fill her twat with another load of masculine motile warriors.

For his part, Ron had a good grip of Sue’s thighs, so her attempt at escape got her nowhere. She grunted and pawed at the bed, looking back with wide eyes as Ron began a hard fuck inside the one part of Sue he’d secretly lusted for. This was no quiet and caring act of love. In his mind she was tight, far more so than her always available and insatiable pussy, and he was glad that his last and final no-holds-barred fuck of the woman involved this most dirty and unspeakable part of her feminine anatomy.

Ron was almost unaware of Zack reaching his end, though Zack’s long and thick presence inside of Sue did make Ron wonder if fucking Sue’s ass would feel different if another man weren’t also there in her other hole. No matter. Her ass was tight and Ron was hot and in need. Only a minute after Zack had groaned out his intent to cream Sue’s slutty cunt, his hips finally at rest, Ron reached his own joyful end. His words were harsh, telling Sue just how deeply he was fucking her ass as he climaxed and filled his beloved Sue with another hundred million sperm, albeit in an area that wouldn’t require her to consider the efficacy of her birth control.

Then quiet as Ron slowly laid down on Sue’s sweaty back, sandwiching her between her two illicit lovers, both of their organs still deep within their separate places inside of her. Ron had absently reached down to play with Sue’s breasts, fingering her nipples and no doubt tickling Zack’s chest at the same time. Perhaps that’s why Zack complained first, saying, “Hey. Getting crushed here people. Ron. Move off dude.”

As Ron pulled back, very aware of his cock exiting Sue’s anus, he was able to step back to the floor. Sue slid sideways, to the far side of Zack, saying nothing even while attempting to cover her nakedness before a young man she had so recently yearned for and loved. Ron didn’t feel anything. Lost. Alone. Stupid. “Fuck it all,” he thought, and without any concern for the woman whose ass he’d just laid claim to, walked to the side of the bed and looked down upon its two remaining inhabitants.

Sue looked up at him and bit her lip, saying only, “Ron...” but without any attempt to explain herself. Ron was unsure if she hated him for uncovering her deception or was embarrassed for being found out and punished with a no-hold-barred fuck of her tender ass. Ron convinced himself that he didn’t care.

Ron kept it simple. “Just wanted to say goodbye. Back to college.” Then he turned and left, Sue remaining silent and Zack only lifting a hand and a giving a nod of his chin. After a visit to the bathroom for a quick wash, Ron was in the living room and getting dressed when one of Zack’s roommates walked in the front door. He took in Ron’s naked posterior with the raise of an eyebrow, and Ron did one of the few things even he would admit was unwarranted. Hefting his soft but clean male organ, Ron said, “Zack’s got a cock-hungry cougar in his room. Drained me and Zack and the slut’s still not satisfied. She’s all yours if you can take her. Enjoy.”

Quickly pulling on his shorts, he made it out of the house before he could observe the results of his mean spirited comment. No matter. Nothing mattered. He had known from the second day of bedding Sue that she was a nympho slut with no clear designs on Ron other than to fuck him until he was dry. Fine. He had gotten his and he had no reason to complain.

Ron tried to put it behind him as he began a new quarter with a full load of upper division classes. He tried, but it hurt, a pain he felt every time he pulled some girl into his bedroom. The frustration was overwhelming, and though he did his best to woo and bed and fuck a few of the coeds that had caught his attention that fall quarter, deep inside he knew that nothing and nobody would ever match the sexual fulfillment attained from just an hour under the sheets with Sue.

Ron consciously didn’t text, phone, or write to Sue. He wanted to, but didn’t want to embarrass himself or her. He just stuck to his classes, partied when given the chance, and licked his wounds in private.

Then Thanksgiving rolled around and his parents insisted he return home for the week. He was able to make it past turkey day, but that Friday, when everybody was out shopping for Christmas presents, Ron turned on the morning news. There was Sue, talking about a coming frost and joking about the traffic jams leading to the town mall. She looked the same as ever, gorgeous, and yet Ron detected less sparkle in her eyes, as though her smile were forced. He bit his lip, ate a slice of humble pie, and resolved to drop by her place, if only to give his best to Pilot and Bush.

Just after lunch, Ron forced himself to walk over to Sue’s. Rather than going through the side gate and use the back door key he still kept on his keyring, Ron rang the front doorbell and promised himself that he would be nice and respectful to a woman who had given him so much the previous summer.

Sue was obviously startled when she opened the front door, her mouth dropping open, her eyes wide, but after two seconds she caught herself and resumed standard front-stage behavior. She invited Ron in and they exchanged pleasantries, but when Ron put a hand out to Sue’s arm and asked in a serious voice how she was doing, her voice cracked and she turned her head. After taking a deep breath, she yelled out to her husband in the kitchen that she and Ron were going out back to say hello to the dogs.

When they were alone, Bush snuggling Ron and begging for a scratch behind the ears, Ron was taken by surprise by what Sue had to say. “Ron,” she said, her voice steady but without any tone or emotion, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for any of, well, you know. I shouldn’t have.”

“You don’t have to apologize, Sue. I’m the asshole here. I wanted everything, all of you, and I really didn’t have that right. It’s hard, sure, but I can only think wonderful things of what you and I had.” Ron’s heart of course felt little of this, but knew in his mind it was the truth. It hurt, but he’d get over it.

“You’re being too nice Ron. You were too nice to me.” Sue looked back at the house, then added, “If anything, you were the perfect lover and friend. I wasted it all. I’m sorry, for what I did to you, but also for what I did to us. I miss you, more than you’ll ever know.”

This took Ron aback, making him brave enough to speak from his heart. “You don’t seem the same, Sue. You don’t seem okay, not as happy. Is it your husband? Did he find out?”