One of those nights you remember for a while.

John picked Claudia up and set her down gently on his bed, admiring her beautiful form as he did.

He laid her back and watched her large natural breasts ease back beautifully, leaning in and sucking one and then another.

He then kissed his lover passionately, even lovingly. She was so beautiful, so innocent. Claudia looked up at him with her beautiful green eyes, smiling.

Soon John moved inside of Claudia and began to slowly make love to her. Her legs were spread wide and he was pushing his long cock deep inside of her, the two of them using their bodies to please the other.

It was beautiful, the two lovers slowly going at it in the middle of John’s bed.

In the guest room things were different. Jennifer was using Peter as she tended to use men, as a means to get what she wanted and to enjoy even more sex. And Peter was not objecting.

He was a skinny little fuck, not much taller than herself and thinner than her husband, with a rather average six inch cock. She also didn’t think of Pete as being all that smart, but he was a means to an end. And he did enjoy some kinkier and filthier things with sex, that was a positive for her.

John could not find out about what she was doing at the club, he would not understand yet, so she had to at least pretend to be into Pete. But that was what she did for a living, pretending to love men while dancing for them.

If men thought she was going to fall for them they tended to give her more money, and that was the point. So as a professional manipulator of men, making Pete think he had a chance with her was pretty easy.

She could pretend to like the sex, and she often did, but before long she started to feel like she did enjoy fucking Peter on their night together. There was something about his desperation with her, his devotion to the moment perhaps, something connected with Jennifer.

As Pete fucked her, Jennifer wondered if she could get Claudia to let Peter or Steve fuck her and let John see it. To let her husband see that everyone was the same, all of them were just satisfying a very basic need.

Peter was now pounding away doggy style, grunting and groaning, and Jennifer smiled. She started to enjoy herself. Reminding herself that even a man such as Peter had his uses.

As she began to enjoy herself, she decided she wanted to fuck Claudia next. Not because she was a lesbian. Jennifer was certainly bisexual, having had many female lovers.

Jennifer could have gone that way, perhaps fully lesbian before she met John, but she wasn’t really all that attracted to Claudia sexually.

Well, she was attracted to her sexually, Claudia was beautiful, Jennifer wanted to suck her tits again, she wanted to taste her pussy. She just didn’t want to do it romantically, she wanted to shove Claudia’s face in it so to speak. To show the judge mental bitch that all off them were flawed sexual beings.

John’s coworker was lovely to look at, but her muscle tone was not good, and while her breasts were real they were big and natural. They would sag badly soon enough. If Claudia were to get into a gym and get some breast implants she might be something Jennifer would actually want.

But she did want to fuck her, and she meant like a punishing hate fuck. Like strapping on a dildo and fucking the Latin beauty’s ass, maybe sitting on her face and making Claudia eat her out.

Claudia was as fucked up as everyone else, she had the same urges Jennifer did. And Jennifer wanted John to see it, he needed to know what this world was really like before she could let him see how she truly lived her life away from him.

Jennifer knew what she was doing, she fucked Pete hard and wore him out. She grabbed some beers from the fridge, drinking one while Peter drank three.

Jennifer had hoped that Peter would fell asleep, but he didn’t. And he was still hard, ready to go again. She wanted to go check on her husband and Claudia, and see how perverted her husband and his lover were. If Pete had fallen asleep, she perhaps could have joined them. Fuck.

“Be right back Pete,” Jennifer said quietly as she slipped out of bed.

Jennifer slowly walked down the hall and slowly peered in the doorway she saw them spooning and snuggling each other.

What the fuck? This wasn’t what she wanted, this was loving. John was supposed to be pounding the Latin woman for all he was worth.

Instead it was a more sensual and romantic scene, not what she expected at all, and she didn’t know how to use it.

As she watched, John and Claudia started to get frisky and fool around a bit more, and saw Claudia roll over and offer her ass to John, who moved in and began to fuck her slowly doggy style. And not like Jennifer enjoyed, which was to have a man pound her as hard as he could, but gently and slowly.

As she was watching Jennifer was surprised as Peter walked up behind her, startling her. She started to quietly admonish him, “I said I will be…” was as much as she could whisper before Pete covered her mouth.

He turned her to face her husband and Claudia, more forcefully than she expected, and pinned her against the wall, breathing on her neck.

Pete held Jennifer tightly against the wall, and used his legs to spread hers, and then used his hand to guide his still hard cock into her pussy, “I didn’t take a viagra to fuck you once and go to bed Jennifer.” He said into her ear as he started pumping into her.

Jennifer was stronger than Pete, she knew that, he was not much taller than her and was a skinny little fuck. She tried to push back but could not, the harder she resisted, the stronger Peter seemed to hold her against the wall, and the harder he seemed to fuck her.

One of his hands was across her mouth, and the other held her arm behind her back. He rolled Jennifer’s face to the side and leaned against her as he fucked her.

Jennifer’s face was held sideways against the door frame where she could watch her husband fuck another woman, “I prepared for tonight, I cleaned up and shaved, I got plenty of rest, I even blazed a joint to calm my nerves.” He said intently as he held her against the wall and fucked her.

“And I didn’t do all of that for you watch other people fuck,” he said, leaning in and licking the side of her face. “You are my woman tonight, and if you don’t get your pretty ass back in that room with me, I will do it right on the floor in front of your husband.”

Jennifer had just about had enough, quietly hissing back at him, “listen here you little fuck…” she started to say. Peter pulled out and spun her around, pushing Jennifer back against the wall roughly. He put his hand on her head and pushed down gently, but it felt like the **** of a much larger man, she could not resist him.

It wasn’t his physical strength she responded to, but his strength of will.

“If you are going to talk back, I am going to have to put something in your mouth to keep you quiet,” Pete said quietly but harshly, lining his cock is with her mouth.

Jennifer looked up at Pete and then at his cock, and opened her mouth, accepting it.

This wasn’t a blowjob, Peter held her head and fucked her mouth, vigorously. Jennifer was aware of her husband having gentle and loving sex within eye sight.

Gentle and loving sex, boring sex, the fucking that regular people do. She wasn’t a regular person, she didn’t fuck like regular people.

Jennifer didn’t want cuddling and gentle, she wanted to get it hard and give it hard. She was a predator, not prey. Jennifer pushed Peter away and stood up to him.

“You want to fuck me? Peter you skinny fuck, you want to put your cock in me?” She asked harshly, her eyes wide. He had stirred something inside of her, Peter stepped back just a bit.

Jennifer stepped forward to him, very close to his face looking up into his eyes intensely, “get your skinny ass in that bedroom and you can do anything to me you can manage,” she continued harshly. “If you can keep your cock hard…you little fuck…”

Peter’s eyes flared, he recognized what she needed now, the space that was empty for her, the deep need she had. Jennifer needed sex to be rough, she needed sex to be kinky.

“So you want me to fuck you Jennifer, like a whore?” He asked quietly but harshly, in a dismissive tone, “like a cheap little whore? A slut that walks the street?”

There was a long pause, as the two stared into each other’s eyes with both arousal and contempt, Jennifer nodded yes, and they both gave in.

Jennifer and Peter started making out on the spot, aggressively, and almost violently. Kissing and groping each other, they made their way back to the guest bedroom, barely making it to the bed.

The two of them had a long and somewhat cathartic fuck, both working out their frustrations on the other sexually.

Peter was trying to be dominant over a woman who was more physically strong than he was, and failing. Jennifer wanted to give in to being dominated, but was unwilling to give up control.

So they went back and forth through the night, calling each other names, fucking quite violently, and it was good for both of them.

Thanks to Peter being prepared for this, eating well before he came over, sleeping well the night before and also for taking an afternoon nap, he was able to perform deep into the night.

Jennifer was impressed. John was more muscular and taller than Peter, but he never went this long with her. She was actually starting to get sore.

Jennifer and Peter fucked off and on so long that it ended up being like a game of chicken, both were getting tired and both were getting sore, but neither wanted to give in.

Finally Peter was laying above her, with Jennifer laying on her stomach with her legs spread out fucking her from behind. He was close to culling inside of her, and laid his head down near hers, pounding away.

And heard Jennifer snoring lightly. He had outlasted her. He smiled, and when he was close, Pete pulled out and slowly jerked off on Jennifer’s face, small spurts of cum scattering across her lovely face and hair.

He laughed, wiping his dick off on her lips, victory felt good.

He rolled off of her and laid on his side, facing her, and went to sleep himself.

The next morning John and Claudia woke up on each other’s arms and enjoyed a gentle kiss, then shared a shower and an intimate embrace before going downstairs to have breakfast.

John walked past the guest room and saw Jennifer and Peter laying on the bed naked and quietly closed the door, it would be good to let them sleep in.

Claudia and John enjoyed a light breakfast, and discussed meeting up later in the day for an afternoon movie and maybe a late lunch.

Then she gave John a big kiss and went on her way, excited about the night she just had, and what the future might hold for her and the man she was falling in love with.

John wanted to give Jennifer some space with Peter, so he left as well, leaving them the house to themselves.

He left Jennifer a note on the counter letting her know that he would be back in the afternoon, that he was going to run some errands and see a movie.

When Jennifer woke up, she was still tired, and was quite sore. They had enjoyed a rather long night of fucking. She turned and saw Pete, and saw him drooling on the sheets and snoring lightly.

She smiled, she had found a little bit of respect for a man she had recently had none at all for. He had found the energy and stamina to match her in a long night of sex, and was willing to fuck her in ways John would not.

John was a great guy, and Peter was a jerk by comparison. She laid their and briefly considered the men she knew sexually away from work.

Her husband John was like some sort of knight, he would never hurt her, but might never accept what she was really into. John wasn’t ever going to talk down to her as Peter did, and wasn’t likely to ever accept Jennifer being at the center of a massive group fuck, or accept that she sold her body for money. He would almost certainly have problems with her sexual history with her parents. Her husband didn’t yet know, but she had been fucking her dad for a couple of years before she even started stripping. Her parents were swingers, and had been involved in invest before, with her mother fucking her own dad, managing to find someone like her father who was deviant enough to accept it and participate in it.

Jennifer’s parents were nudists and swingers, and had regular sexually themed parties at their house out in the country. Jennifer had served as the main attraction for some of these before she met John, and had also fucked her mother, and her grandfather on her mother’s side. All of this leading to how she felt about sex and nudity now, meaning not at all normally.

Her boss at the club Steve was different, he was an alpha male among alpha males. He didn’t need the work, having family money, but a friend of his from college owned the club and let Steve manage it. They both enjoyed women, and the club gave Steve the opportunity to live like Hugh Hefner.

Steve wasn’t true to anyone, and used pretty much everyone around him. He wasn’t going to settle down and marry, didn’t want children, and Jennifer knew he would move on from her when she was too old, which for Steve was going to be soon. He enjoyed women as young as he could legally have them.

Beyond that Steve had a cuckold fetish, and had helped to start this adventure that Jennifer had John and herself on, but his endgame was to cuckold her husband, to try to humiliate him. He wanted to have John watch her fuck men, to show John the many videos he already had on a Pornhub channel dedicated to her, and to have him watch as she sold herself into prostitution a eventually perhaps a life as an actress in porno movies.

And perhaps to have John see her carry the child of a different man. Steve didn’t love her, Jennifer knew that, but Steve could not stand that John had her. Steve didn’t want to marry her, but he hated that John had.

Jennifer knew that what Steve wanted was not to have her, but to end what she and John had. She had gone down this road thinking she could someday have Steve as a regular sexual partner with her husband’s blessing, but be able to prevent Steve from ending their marriage. Because she knew Steve would not stay with her afterward.

Peter was something else, someone she had held quite a lot of disdain for until recently. She had looked at him as a weak man who married an ugly fat woman, who probably jerked off while thinking about her at night.

Now she figured he probably did jerk off to her, but she now saw that Peter had his uses.

He was a sexual deviant, which endeared him to Jennifer. If there was anyone she knew that would accept her sexual past and present it might be Peter.

Peter has also shown himself to be quite willing to engage in Jennifer’s enjoyment for fairly aggressive back and forth during sex.

He also tended to fuck with all he had to give, holding nothing back. She did not remember falling asleep, but she thought Peter was still fucking her when she did. He had managed to outlast her.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and saw dried cum all over her face and in her hair, “motherfucker…” she hissed quietly. Then she remembered, at least she thought she did. Her last memory the night before was Pete fucking her, she had fallen asleep.

The little fuck had won, he had outlasted her. She had to respect the game, and his prize for victory was cumming on her face and leaving it to dry. It degraded her, if John had seen it would have humiliated her, and it turned her on. She could respect Pete a bit more now.

Jennifer washed her face, then showered and washed the cum out of her hair. Normally this would have pissed her off, it she respected it.

She dressed in comfortable but skimpy workout attire and had some breakfast. Peter came downstairs a little bit later, looking quite tired. But when he saw Jennifer he perked up.

Not long after Jennifer had a bit of second breakfast, as Peter fucked her again and came inside of her mouth. Then he left with a smile, leaving Jennifer with the taste of Peter’s cum in her mouth.

A taste that she was starting to really enjoy.

Later in the day John and Claudia saw a movie, but they ended up sitting in the back, and Claudia gave him a loving blowjob as he watched the movie.

It took a while and Claudia kept at it, gentle sucking his cock as her head bobbed up and down. John started to squeeze one of her tits and she stopped him, looking up at him sweetly, “this is about you, I want to be able to concentrate on what I am doing here. Just sit back and enjoy baby.”

John settled in his seat and thought about how lucky he was, after about fifteen minutes he came in her mouth, and Claudia continued to suck his cock until he had no more cum to give, then smiled and settled into her seat to watch the rest of the film.

John moved in to kiss her and she leaned away, opening her mouth and showing him his cum, that she still hadn’t swallowed.

Claudia smiled as she enjoyed the taste and consistency of her lover’s cum in her mouth. She hoped to be able to do this again, many more times.

She didn’t swallow for the rest of the film. John put his arm around her and fondled one of her big tits as they enjoyed the film, and she held his cum in her mouth the whole time, savoring the taste of his cum.

When it was over John held her tight and asked her what she thought of it, and Claudia finally swallowed, “it tasted good John,” she said happily.

John smiled, “I meant the film silly…” he said with a laugh, disarmed by her beautiful smile.

“Sorry, wasn’t really paying attention,” she said as they walked to the car.

John drove her home, and Claudia asked him to stop a few blocks away, and she went down on him again, sucking his cock more aggressively this time. She took his full length into her throat, she massaged and sucked his balls, and she jerked him quite hard as she sucked his cock.

This time John didn’t last long, orgasming within five minutes, her oral **** on his cock being that intense. And again she held his cum in her mouth, smiling and hugging him when he drove her to her house.

As she closed the door she smiled. She closed her door and laid down on her bed, and held his cum in her mouth as she masturbated. Claudia was quickly naked, and brought herself to orgasm before finally swamping John’s cum.